I spoke with my mom recently and she told me she was hoping for a new blog post. Yeah, me too mom. ;)* * * * * * *
Truth is, there just aren't enough hours in the day anymore. Often, I compose posts in my head and never quite get to finishing them on screen. Life's little details keep getting in the way. I used to like details. I was on top of them. I could juggle them with my eyes closed. Now they pile up and I do my best to take care of at least the important ones. An example -- every day at the office I am excited when I get my "inbox" down to less than 500 messages. Sub-500 makes me happy. It's so wrong.* * * * * *
There was an earthquake here today. Really. Brad and I woke up and couldn't figure out what was happening. I thought it felt like an earthquake would. The whole house was shaking. It sounded like an earthquake. I heard the pots on the pot rack bang. But, there aren't earthquakes in Northern Virginia, I thought to myself.
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But, oh yes there are. Checked twitter and lo and behold...an earthquake! Throughout the day images of Christopher Reeve as Superman making the earth go backwards to save Margot Kidder as Lois Lane from the earthquake caused by Lex Luther's bomb danced in my head.
I told Zander when he woke up later and did my best to sound all excited. He didn't buy it at first. I watched the terror take over his face. His knowledge of earthquakes comes solely from Earthquake in the Early Morning (Magic Tree House #24), which tells the story of the great San Francisco earthquake of 1906. Spoiler: Jack and Annie narrowly escape with their lives.
I thought things seemed okay. At dinner he asked a clarifying questions about if anyone was standing on the earthquake when the crack opened up in the ground. I had some more explaining to do. Can someone please explain it to me in a non-scary way so I can then impart that to my child? 'Cause it wasn't a big deal on the Richter scale, but the friggin' ground *was* shaking. I don't know how Californians do it. (That means you cousin Lisa!)