..shaky ground..

Yep, I survived another one. Who remembers the good ol' one in Oly on February 28, 2001?? I sure do. I was in high school and eating lunch with my friends..it started shaking, I stood up and looked around. Did not get under a table or in a doorway..nooo, just stood there in the middle of the commons and watched it all happen. It was 6.8

Yesterday, I came home from class to find Jesse at home working on some stuff. We talked for a few and then I went into the bathroom...yes, I said the bathroom. I then felt a little roll underneath my feet and then shaking. Big shaking..Jesse yelled from the kitchen and came running into the bathroom. "You okay Melissa. It's not stopping!" We think it shook for a good 10-15 secs before it stopped. And then it did a few little hiccups and then aftershocks started. We felt 3 of them. We are on the 3rd floor and we are the last floor so I feel like we felt it pretty good. It was exciting but scary. Down here we always hear "the big one is coming, the big one could come anytime!" So I freaked out and thought "this is it, crap".

We did however have a little damage. A wedding gift from a family friend fell of the shelf and broke. It was a really pretty plaque! And all our picture frames fell off the shelves or were turned sideways on the walls. Kind of funny actually. Not bad for a 5.4 only 7 miles deep and 10 miles from our house :)

So there is my earthquake story. It was a little weird that Jesse was home when it happened...he is never home at 11:40 in the morning. By never, I mean never. This was the first time. I am glad he was home though. I have always joked about being in the bathroom when an earthquake happens..and yes, I was. As long as I am not on Pirates of the Caribbean when it happens then we are okay. Random, but it is my fear-you are like 3 stories below the ground! Everything is wet and what if the power goes out!!