Shake, Rattle and Roll

This morning's 5.2 earthquake, although centered over 100 miles from our house, managed to wake up our entire household - nothing like a 4:37 wakeup call (or wake up shake) to get you going on a Friday.

The shaking bed woke me and Scott up - immediately I guessed it was an earthquake (and not the cat itching her ear). Then we heard Brian's voice from down the hall exclaiming "Mommy, Daddy - that was an earthquake! We had an earthquake!". (Don't you love how little kids just SENSE reality?).

Then at work, we were rattled at 10:15 by a small aftershock. I asked the kids if they felt it at school, but they weren't sure.

So that's today's little excitement - I am sure our old neighbors in Southern Indiana (60 miles from the epicenter) felt a lot more.