There was an earthquake at home today. A 5.4. I know that to most of you that means nothing. But for me just the thought of an earthquake I have to sit down. The epicenter wasn't very far from my parents house either. It wasn't a rolling one, apparently, it was a quick jolt type one. You can tell the difference pretty easily. Anyway, thankfully it seems that there isn't any major damage. I remember hearing about the HUGE earthquakes in Japan and China. I cannot imagine that. Our buildings in So Cal are built to withstand earthquakes, whereas the buildings in Japan and China are not. Many are actually built on rollers, and sway. I've been on a fourth floor during an earthquake, and it sure feels stronger than when you're on the bottom floor. I hope none of you ever have to experience something like a big earthquake. They just really suck.
This is my blog. I write about being a military wife. Which is pretty much the same as other wives. Except when my husband leaves, it isn't for a week long business trip. Sometimes I write about regular stuff. Sometimes I don't. But hey, this is me. :)
A bad day in Paris is better than a good day anywhere else.