Shake & Bake

I woke up this morning after my birthday, not hung over, but to a strong earthquake. I have not felt an earthquake in a little over a year. I have been known to say that I like earthquakes and being upset by missing them. For example, that big earthquake last summer in Los Angeles, I was home, and as soon as I go back to LA in the fall there is an earthquake here. I think I like the idea of the earth shaking, because it is not something that happens every day, and for the most part they are small enough for me to feel safe. Well today I woke up to my cousin (the annoying one) screaming for my grandpa and running around hysterically...I have no idea what they are teaching them in school. I jump off my bed because I thought my grandpa had fallen or was injured, but he wasn't even home. My heart was racing. It turned out the earthquake was 5.8 with a 4.8 aftershock. I've been half expecting a big earthquake, because there hasn't been one in a while and I am not entirely convinced this was it.