Has it really been just over four weeks since horrible Harvey left us? The Cajun Navy, scores of amazing volunteers with boats, and all those other unnamed heroes we will forever hold in our hearts have been replaced.
Maybe you have seen the industrial-sized garbage trucks out on our streets. I’ve noticed they are from places near and far like San Antonio. I feel certain ravaged homeowners never dreamed in their lifetime that they would be cheering for the hardworking “rock star” men with ginormous metal claws on their trucks.
I suspect waving bye-bye to stinky sheetrock and other soggy Harvey debris has felt like a very long time comin’.
I’ve noticed glimmers of progress come in subtle forms like the moment a mail truck toddles down the street delivering mail.
We still have a long way before we are back to normal, so I totally understand if you are not exactly in the mood to laugh as this column title would suggest. But let me try to at least give you a little something to smile about while our community inches and scratches our way toward a long recovery.
So I was out running errands today and just noticing the hustle around a few beloved businesses which flooded. Many are now surrounded by new chain-link fencing.
Lots already have debris removed and there seems to be activity on the inside of some businesses. I even noticed some dudes at two business locations huddled over their sawhorses out front with power saws blowing sawdust airborne. I opened my car window a smidge. It smelled like recovery. Gotta say … that made me smile.
Did I mention our brand spankin’ new Whataburger was only open a few weeks when Harvey took a large bite out of it? OK … so here is your cue to snicker after you digest the next sentence. You know you’re a Texan when “Whataburger” is pronounced “Waterburger.” Did both ends of your mouth lift skyward? You know you want to.
Some of my afternoon errands used to include the purchase of a little dinner dessert for the hubster.
I know I’ve mentioned it before. The dude has a serious sweet tooth. With a couple of our grownup children living out in the real world, there is no way an actual 8-inch cake comes through our back door unless there is a large party going on around the dinner table. Big desserts are just applied liberally to the waistline.
It is precisely why I prefer to bring in a cute little fruit tart or even a cupcake. You should see the hubster smile at the end of a meal. Yep … a little dessert IS a beautiful thing.
Unfortunately, my go-to, little dessert-stopping places also flooded … even the cupcake shop. I hope it comes back to us.
Our community is rooting for ya! That reminds me … did you see the sign? Again, this is your cue to chuckle at the imaginary sign in your mind. It reads “Cupcake lover parking only. Violators will be covered in sprinkles.” OK … I know it is corny. I found it on Pinterest. But you gotta admit … also cute. And who wouldn’t want to be covered in sprinkles at least once in their life? It is certainly on my bucket list.
Every time I drive by our local YMCA, which also flooded, I frown and get that feelin’ that is akin to heartburn. I can’t even imagine how long it will take for such a large community complex to come back to us. I miss all the smilin’ faces at the front desk … and my favorite treadmill.
That brings me to my last smile-inducing comment before I close. I know some of you can probably relate and have probably heard it before … or read it on Facebook. I just did a week’s worth of cardio after walking into a spider’s web. I’ve actually done this only once … but it was memorable.

Dixie Frantz
Author: Dixie FrantzWebsite: http://www.lifesloosethreads.comEmail: This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.
I am a long-time Houstonian in love with writing, blogging, travel, quilting and reading. I have written “You Gotta Laugh,” a humorous newspaper column, for the past 21 years. The columns showcase the funny, amusing and sometimes touching slices of life from the suburbs. My writing credentials include more than 430 humorous columns, features and travel stories for The Tribune Newspaper.