Hi. I'm really pissed.

Sometimes things just really fucking suck.

One of my best friends just lost her house to those stupid fires down in California. Rancho Bernardo, to be exact. On Sunday, everything was hunky dory; on Monday, they woke up at 4:30 am to a street on fire. She, her husband and their two kids are safe, but their house and everything they owned is now a pile of ashes. There's not even rubble to sift through. No more wedding pictures, baby books, treasured mementos and on and on. Nada. They had just moved down from Washington six months ago and now this. It's just awful. She is holding it together and is determined to get through this in one piece. They are mourning their losses, but are grateful to be alive.

I'm putting together care packages asap: books and stuffed animals for the kids, mini bottles of booze for their parents and cookies for all. Then I'm going through my pictures and seeing what I can make copies of for her.

We go back to elementary school and she has always had my back. Now it's time for me to have hers. Goddamn stupid fucking fires.

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