I'm posting this mainly so I can have it for Eddie to read one day.....you know, that day that I sit down and let him read everything I've written on here, that day that he rolls his eyes and says 'BUT MOOOOOOM! I don't WAAAAANNNNAAA'. That same day we'll have to have a very serious talk about good words and bad words.....because, well....momma uses a lot of the bad ones here!
So. Anyway. Yesterday, at
the ass crack of dawn 4am, a 3.8 (originally reported at a 4.3) magnitude earthquake rattled Northern Illinois, with the epi-center just a couple miles from our house. And while I'd love to get all dramatic about it and say "OHMIGOSH!! IT WAS SOOOO SCARY!! THE WORLD WAS ENDING!!!!!" I'm going to be honest.
I didn't even wake up.
HA! Seriously. I did, however, wake up when Eddie fussed a bit and Frank got out of bed to use the bathroom. So......let's see. Waking up for an earthquake? Nope. Waking up because my boys woke up? Yup. What a good mommy I am! Just not very prepared for natural disasters :)
If you're reading and you felt it, leave a comment! I'd love for Eddie to read all of your Chicken Little-like panic some day!
I heard a big bang and then all of the sudden both dogs where on the bed. I screamed at dad "what was that" and then the house started to shake. Out of panic, i searched for my cell phone (like that's going to help!). Dad kept saying "what? what's going on?" and I said "the house is shaking!" This was all in the manner of oh about 20 seconds! Nanna is a big chicken:)
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