Friday, April 18, 2008
Wish we all could be California girls
About 4:30 this morning I woke up with a very odd feeling. Things were shaking and the pictures on the wall were rattling. Was it a train? We're too far from the tracks. A low flying jet? It would have to be a military bomber. A big truck rumbling down the road? Not at this hour. But it couldn't be an earthquake. Not here. Well, I was wrong. 5.2 on the Richter scale. What's next, monsoons?