Whoa! 7.2

I knew today was a holy day but “Holy Guacamole”!

The baja quake was the longest I’ve ever experienced. A big roll then about a minute of side to side slippery movement. When it hit I was drying my hair and stopped to wait it out and then Mr. PM and I yelled to each other on different floors to check in but the movement kept going ever so slightly then it picked up again until tapering off. I felt dizzy so I sat down on the bed and looked at the bedroom doors and they were still moving so I knew the ground had not stopped. Everyone I have talked to felt this vertigo. It was very strange.

Our big ugly Lazy Boy rocking chairs (do not judge ~ it is my decorating shame and secret to a happy marriage) were rocking by themselves. Our antique pendulum clock that sits on the low boy in the living room that I never keep going because it chimes too loud was jostled enough to begin and now chimes every quarter hour. Note to self: stop it before bedtime tonight. I noticed our chandeliers were still swinging 45 minutes later until we left for Laguna Beach for dinner at Javier’s on PCH (Pacific Coast Highway).

I told my MIL who joined us that after being shaken we needed something stirred ~ margaritas on the rocks!
As you can see even a tsunami threat would not keep me from grease, salt and alcohol.

Thank you to those who emailed me to check up on how we fared. Love you! 🙂

Not “The Big One” but …

…big enough!I am sitting here on my (black and white) laptop because I drank Mr. Pipp at 8 PM and I haven’t gone to bed yet. It is now 4:10 AM and we just had an earthquake. It was the kind I hate – a hard fast jolt that makes the house sound as if it could come down at any moment. No swaying of chandliers or roller coaster rides just sudden and harsh, the kind that tends to really… [Read More]