Early Morning

It has been a string of early mornings recently. A few days ago I received a phone call from a dear sweet lady, Betty Skaggs. Unfortunately for me, Betty called at 4:30 in the morning. Unfortunately for her, I was not the person she was looking for. And an 8 months pregnant woman who does not like mornings to begin with is probably not a good person to wake up at 4:30 with a wrong number. I didn't go back to sleep for a couple of hours after that phone call.

This morning, luckily it was a little later. At about 5:30 I woke up to my bed shaking. I thought that it was the dog on the floor next to the bed, but she got up and bolted out of the room. And the shaking was still happening. Hey, I live in the midwest, it was probably just a gas tank exploding down the street. (It did happen once while we lived in Florida) It didn't last too long, so I didn't worry about it, really. Needless to say, I had a hard time going back to sleep. Finally, around 6:45 I turned the news on, only to find out it was an earthquake. Yep, that's right, an earthquake. In Ohio. It actually happened in Illinois, and it wasn't too big, but because everything is flat around here, the waves travel a lot further than other places. Luckily the kids didn't wake up and there was no damage in the area.

So, now I can say I have lived through tornadoes, hurricanes, blizzards and even an earthquake. I never thought that living in Ohio would bring so much excitement!