Just a quick post to let you know we survived the earthquake on August 23. I was sitting at my computer in my attic office when the desk began to shake. My first thought was — as it always is when my desk shakes — EARTHQUAKE. Then I thought it was probably construction or a truck driving down the street. Then it got stronger and I thought, EARTHQUAKE! Then I thought, YAY! EARTHQUAKE ON MY BIRTHDAY. Then I thought, SAVE THE KIDS! and ran downstairs to tell the kids, who were running around the house yelling, EARTHQUAKE!! to get outside, NOW!
They went out the back door and I went out the front door. We all met in the front yard along with all the neighbors who were home at that time. Everyone was asking, DID WE JUST HAVE AN EARTHQUAKE?
Later, after we went back into the house and confirmed that we did, in fact, have an earthquake, the kids named it a birthday quake. We assessed the damage:
Then the kids went out and bought ingredients for my birthday dessert. I gave them 4 suggestions. They chose the berry trifle.
It was delicious.
Clutch Cargo Lips 
Whew.
I am terrified of earthquakes, living between Wabash Valley and New Madrid, not very active faults but bedrock and potentially very bad when they do happen. Of course I’ve always been awakened by them instead of just experiencing them during the day so that’s always a factor.
I do like your train of thought there. Earthquake, yay, my birthday earthquake, and then, wait, kids!
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Great birthday quake! And I love your train of thought too… Hope you are surviving the hurricane. My power should be out soon enough.
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