Saturday, April 19, 2008


I woke up suddenly Friday morning at 4:45 to the house shaking. I instinctively reached over and shook Tim awake to make sure I wasn't going crazy. He sort of woke up and dazedly confirmed that the house was indeed shaking. An earthquake? Here? We thought we only had tornadoes to worry about. Turns out we're actually on a fault line. Around 10 am, I thought Ella'd bumped into the computer desk, but it shook too long for that...aftershock. This was my third earthquake in memory.