Yesterday, while on the phone, I felt my legs wobbling. Then a can fell out of our cupboards. The blinds shook against the window. In fact, as I write this, I think I felt an aftershock. Weird.
So, being from Iowa, I ran into the bedroom, where Froggy was napping and jumped on top of her. It was a little ridiculous considering by the time I actually made it to the bedroom, the quake was over, and I had just pounced on my sleeping child who was now awake and crabby. Note to self, "Pouncing on kid in a tornado, good. Pouncing on sleeping babe in an earthquake, kind of stupid."
The quake was 5.4 and the epicenter was in the Pomona, Chino Hills area. No injuries or major damage so that's good.
I took a class in college called, "Earth Systems" or as we called it "Rocks for Jocks" because it was a relatively easy science credit. Our instructor, a geologist said, "You couldn't pay me enough money to live in California." This was my last class in college. I obviously wasn't paying attention. But I got an A+ in the class. In fact, I was in love with studying plate tectonics and rock formations, and the history of our earth. Maybe if this had been my first class, rather than my last, I'd be in the Congo playing in the mud. You never know?