1. Tropical Storm Allison – 2001 This was my first (and hopefully last) time waking up in a disaster area. The anxiety caused by watching the water rise during the night followed by the shear awe of the devastation the next day was almost overwhelming. We were very fortunate, others weren’t.
2. Hurricane Rita – 2005 I can still feel the fear triggered by the satellite images of this monstrous storm headed right toward Houston … the reports that the hurricane was a Cat 5 … the frenzy of boarding up the house … and the anticipated loss of Galveston, which looked to be a goner, fear intensified by the recent impact of Hurricane Katrina on New Orleans. Rita made me appreciate the value of having good, close neighbors who will help each other in the face of bad things, be it nailing plywood, handing out popsicles, arming the neighbors or having drinks together after a long day’s labor. I kept that in mind while choosing a neighborhood in Dallas. Again, we were very fortunate, others weren’t.
3. Hurricane Katrina – 2005 More specifically, the influx of thousands of New Orleans residents into Houston, the response of Houstonians, and the continuing social impact (crime, the controversy of long-term financial support, and some really cool new “evacuee” friends).
4. 9-11 – 2001 Obviously this would have been on the list no matter where we were living, but it is a defining moment nevertheless. Elements specific to my experience in Houston were the fact that I was working in a prominent skyscraper at the time, and our proximity to a military airfield meant there were a lot of disconcerting warplanes flying around. Also, for months I couldn’t glance at the Houston skyline during my morning drive to work without scanning for planes or smoke.
5. Snow on Christmas Eve – 2004 In Houston! I still can’t believe this happened.
6. Home tour – 2002 When we met one of our new neighbors in Dallas, she said “Now you know, you’re going to be asked to be on the (Swiss Avenue Historic District) home tour.” If that happens, I don’t know how I’ll react. On the one hand, being on the Heights Home Tour was a lot of work. On the other hand, it motivated us to make a lot of improvements to our house which ultimately helped us sell it, and I am proud that we did it. We’ll see.
7. Erica moving in with us – 2004 This had a huge impact on all of us, not only in the year Erica actually lived in our house and attended high school, but also in leading to her choice of the University of Texas for college and spending more of her vacation time with us than she used to due to proximity. It has also significantly strengthened her relationship with Ed, an effect that will no doubt last a lifetime.
8. Williams Tower Climber – 2002 The tragic fall (or jump, depending on whom you talked to) of Ryan Hartley from the 26th floor of the Williams Tower made me feel differently about the beautiful building I worked in for nearly five of my years in Houston. I am glad I did not witness the fall, but I am sorry I saw the aftermath. This was also my first (and hopefully last) time meeting with a grief counselor, recommended for managers of employees who had witnessed the incident as one of mine had.
9. Space shuttle Columbia demise – 2003 One thing I miss about Houston is the steady stream of astronauts that were trotted out at events to wave, sign autographs, or just be. NASA is a big part of Houston, and the Columbia accident really brought that home. And to top it off, it happened near Houston.
10. Dewey and Lizzie – 2001, 2003 I am writing this with former resident of the Houston SPCA shelter Lizzie purring in my lap. Our little native Houstonians are welcome Houston souvenirs.

• 10. Skiing at Winter Park in Colorado It had been years since Ed and I had been skiing, so this partially work-funded trip was a real treat. It didn’t take long to get the legs back, and we really enjoyed this resort for the sheer size of it, and the fact that many of the slopes were groomed on one side only, leaving the other side to develop excellent mogul fields. This allowed us to ski together more (me on the mogul side, Ed on the smooth). A bonus event was when Ed put a pizza, still in box, in the oven of our condo and started a kitchen fire, then ran outside while I put the fire out.
• 9. Getting my road bike Ed has been riding roadies for years, but I had turned more toward mountain biking. I finally got a good bike, my first since my heavy Schwinn bought in about 1979. We started riding regularly in the countryside near Houston, and had an especially nice ride on rented bikes in the Santa Ynez valley while visiting Steeles. We also did our first race ride, a 55-miler called the Tour de Donut.
• 8. Riding Segways My first time on a Segway made my “Best of” list for 2003, but that was really just a short ride in a mall store. During our summer 2006 trip to Santa Barbara, Ed and I took the Old Santa Barbara Segway tour. I will just say here that riding Segways is really, really fun. We enjoyed it so much that the other day when Linda mentioned that this Segway dealership is for sale, Ed actually read through the details of the offer and was thinking about where he would work while I ran it, and where we would live.
• 7. Ed’s transfer to Dallas While the actual move didn’t take place until 2007, the event was set into motion in 2006 and occupied much of our mental and physical energy for the second half of the year.
• 6. Car chases At Caprock, one of our lunchtime haunts was a Tex-Mex dive which always seemed to be showing car chases on its big screen TV. I think it was Fox News; I don’t usually watch that channel, but they seem to have the car chase thing covered. One Friday afternoon back at the office, my friend John Robert IM’ed me from New York City that he was watching a car chase in Pearland (where our office was) on the screen in Times Square. I found a local news station covering the chase, and before long the entire office (plus John Robert in New York) was watching as a driver in a white pickup pulled stuntman moves past many familiar landmarks (including the aforementioned Tex-Mex dive) with dozens of helicopters and squad cars in tow. He drove through the golf course by the Vietnamese restaurant and headed to the intersection with the tollway that would take him past our building. We all crossed our fingers, but no, he passed through the intersection and headed toward downtown Houston. Somehow sensing his mistake, he drove through the massive median and U-turned back toward Pearland and … would he? would he? YES! he turned east on the tollway right toward Caprock. And the entire workforce ran to the front of the building to watch. Helicopters, motorcycles, cars, all chasing a lone Ford F150. After the show passed, we all went back to our desks and watched as spikes were thrown in the highway and the now tireless truck rode through several more towns, sometimes hopping curbs ON ITS RIMS, near-miss after near-miss, finally plopping into a bayou and sinking. The driver was rescued and miraculously no one was hurt in the whole 2-hour chase. Apparently the reason behind the whole thing was the guy had stopped taking his depression medication and held up a dry cleaner for a pittance. Now, you might think that was the end of the car chase entry for 2006, but no. This car chase ended on our block later in the year.
• 5. Dynamo soccer Houston got a major league soccer team in 2006, and it was wildly successful. Both the fan participation and the team’s performance were stellar. The games were the most fun professional sports games I’ve ever been to, due in part to the insane soccer fans with their drums, streamers, wigs, flags, brass instruments, cowbells and smoke bombs. The team made it to the MLS championship game in Dallas. Ed and I drove up to watch the Houston Dynamo beat the New England Revolution in overtime. And the 2007 update is that this year, the Dynamo beat the Revolution for the championship AGAIN, this time in Washington D.C. Attendance at the games in Houston remains strong and loud. Let’s Go Dynamo!
• 4. Meeting Kyle Chandler I met Ed’s cousin Kyle for the first time when he drove to Houston from Austin, where he was filming a TV show, to join his brothers and cousins for a Buffalo Bills game. What a nice guy! He climbed a grapefruit tree in his brother’s backyard in his socks to make me juice for a cocktail.
• 3. Getting a high-tech crown I did write about this when it happened, but here it is on my top 10 list; it was just that cool. On a sad note, my dentist of seven years who did the crown committed suicide a few months ago.
• 2. Jury Duty Well this is an odd choice for a top 10 list (not that the crown isn’t), and at number 2 no less! But serving on this jury is still one of the most fascinating things I’ve done. The dynamics of deliberations (including watching one woman have a meltdown under the pressure to come to a verdict), the interaction between the jurors (two of whom discovered that they had lived in the same house in different decades) and the case itself were all interesting. Best of all was having the judge, prosecutor and defense attorney visit the jury following the trial to answer questions and discuss evidence and testimony which was not admitted for the trial itself. I hope to get the chance to do this again (but not for traffic court, that is boring).
• 1. Two Gallants show at Walter’s on Washington Being a first-hand witness at the concert in Houston where an HPD officer stormed to the stage and knocked down the guitarist of a band while he was playing tops out my list. First of all, it was national news (well, national music news). I’ve talked to people here in Dallas who know all about it. Second, it definitely changed how I think about law enforcement. I still respect the police, but from the reading I’ve done since and the anecdotal evidence I’ve gathered from friends who are outside of my (somewhat privileged) demographic, I now realize how many problem officers there are. Third, it was a lesson in how the power of the internet. If not for the YouTube videos and the forums and the online coverage, the charges against the band members would not have been dropped. Fourth, I was able to contribute to the effort to see justice done by giving a statement to HPD Internal Affairs and by giving a statement to the bands’ defense lawyers. And finally fifth, because I was interviewed by the local alternative weekly, so I got to show my friends, but they spelled my name wrong, so future employers can’t Google it.

As they left, he said “Mom, when this is my house, can I touch the egg?”.

So I guess the plan is we will stay in Ed’s apartment while we find a house and put most of our belongings in storage. That is pretty much like when we moved to Houston, except this time it’s an unfurnished apartment, and we have to move our own things to it, and there is no washer and dryer and no microwave, and we have pets but now no neighbors to watch them if we want to go away, and we have plants, and we have to drive there, and we won’t have internet access. If we didn’t have pets, I would just travel for the summer.

The cats stayed at Becky’s, and I think Dewey was even more anxious than I’ve been, but only for a couple of hours. I am going back to her house for dinner since it’s too much work to cook and clean up while the house is still on the market.

Ed said yesterday that we’re close to finishing the first of three nervewracking phases of the move (the other two being buying a house and then actually moving), but I reminded him that for me, I continue on with unemployment and job search, and then starting a new job, all in a new city where I don’t know anyone. Ah well, I know it will all be over eventually and I’ll be able to relax. Yay!

The house looks pretty good. We got rid of a fair amount of junk, thanks to a Sammy garage sale, charity pick-ups, recycling and giving away to friends. I am exhausted though.

Oh, and the Art Car Parade was yesterday. It was great as usual; I did take a few pictures but am too tired to post them right now.

Here are a few of the houses we saw:

• 4929 Victor
• 4939 Worth
• 5101 Reiger
• 6007 Revere
• 5220 Live Oak
• 4801 Worth
• 4916 Junius
• 6211 Prospect

Some of these are obviously too expensive, but of those one or two would be worth a fortune with a little work because of the lot size or other features. Not all of them are in the Munger Place neighborhood (which is small), but all are in the East Dallas area. This is close to White Rock Lake and downtown.

One thing I do like about Dallas is it has some hills! Not huge ones, but enough to make things interesting. I miss hills. It also has tornados, so it may be sort of a wash.

The cats are disturbed.

Our painting is now delayed until tomorrow, and since Ed has insisted that the painters caulk before they paint, there is little chance that the house will be painted before Christmas. I have therefore begun to surreptitiously put Christmas lights out. Today I hung stars in the big tree. If they don’t come this week, I will do the full icicle light treatment.

Our neighbor Kathryn’s parents are interested in buying our house. Kathryn just had a baby, their first grandchild (she is close to my age), so they would like to move in from the suburbs. I would like that, her mother is a Master Gardener. They came over tonight to look around. They’ve been looking at houses in the Heights since their daughter moved in, but haven’t found anything comparable in quality to Kathryn and Jerome’s house. Ours is the same builder (and nearly the same house). We’ll see, home prices here have actually risen quite a bit over the last two years, contrary to the rest of the country, so we don’t want to sell low.