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First an Earthquake, then a Treat
For no good reason, I was awake at 6 this morning. I stayed in bed with the covers over my head hoping for more rest. And then there was this jolt. The windows rattled and the entire room shook. The quaking seemed to go on forever. I’ve lived in California for most of my adult life, and I’m still not sure what to do. Is it under the table or the doorjamb? Is it out in the open or better still, outside? My heart was pounding and then it was over. 4.4 on the Richter scale, which is actually puny. (I’ve been through worse.) And then it was back to business. Just another day in L.A. Except tonight, I’m feasting on a hot fudge sundae.
Ice Cream Ceramic by Anna Barlow
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I love ice cream…cheers to singles!
It’s amazing to me when I meet people who don’t like ice cream. Impossible to grasp.
A deep love of ice cream runs in my family, especially among the women. My niece is lactose-intolerant…and she still indulges every now and then.
For awhile I was making my own. And then I realized the Italian ice cream place near my house did a much better job.
Eeeek, glad you’re ok Wendy. We had a small earthquake in DC a few years ago…and it was quite terrifying! I’m not sure I would ever get used to it.
I’ve spoken to a number of people in L.A. who slept through the earthquake. In fact, a friend was awakened by his dogs barking. Otherwise, he would never have even noticed. I’ve been through many earthquakes at this point, and I think the aspect of getting used to it, is that once it’s over (except for the really big ones) you go on with your day.
They’ve been saying for years not to head for the doorjamb. Under a sturdy piece of furniture (such as a solidly-built desk) is the best place to go. Hopefully, it’s not too close to a window.
(Of course, my own desk is rife with electrical chords…if any of them sparked, I’d be toast, lol.)
If you’re outside, beware of falling power lines, or falling glass and debris from windows breaking on upper floors.
(My credentials? I’m a born & raised Angeleno. I survived Northridge. My job at the time was in a skyscraper, and I was on the safety team at work for awhile. For the record, a skyscraper is the most terrifying place to be during an earthquake – the ones that are on rollers make a body feel seasick, even if you’re not already prone to seasickness.)
Ice cream is a good choice – a hot fudge sundae cures all ills, 😉
That’s some SERIOUS cred, Stacey.