Tuesday, August 23, 2011


So I'm on the phone with Miriam, chatting about the day's events.


She starts screaming and freaking out and the house is apparently shaking. It's a four-story house, y'all. That's a lot to shake.

Once outside, once the world again stabilized, things calmed down. But she commented, "I'm so glad I don't live in California." Yes, I think that would be a bad idea, given how much she really, really hated that earthquake.

5.9. Centered in Virginia. You don't experience that every day.

1 comment:

Miriam said...

It was a freakout that is for sure! I love how you just laughed at me. Deservedly so. Still, not funny how we have cracks in the wall. boo.