So, California is T-1 week away! I was finally getting geeked about going away…until I watched the NBC Nightly News this evening. I have all but sworn off the news lately, I hear enough doom and gloom in my life without watching a half-hour program dedicated to nothing but the depressing status of American life today. But Ben was eating dinner in front of the news, so I joined. After the run down of what Obama is doing, how upset everyone is about AIG, the stock market, and how houses still aren’t selling (duh, duh, uh-huh, and double duh), they turned to the newest threat-earthquakes in California! Apparently, over 240 small earthquakes have been detected in the last few weeks in southern California, making the leading scientists concerned that the big one is coming. WHAT??????
Ben’s reaction to this news was as follows: he broke into a huge grin and said, “Wouldn’t that be cool to be there and really experience an earthquake?”
REALLY? I think that it scares the gadzooks out of me to be in the middle of the chaos that an earthquake would inevitably bring and be stranded in a state I don’t know. Ben? Thinks it’d be cool. The phrase “you never really know anyone” ran through my mind.
Needless to say, I guess I should have opted for the tent accommodations at Yosemite. Then I wouldn’t have to worry about the hotel floors above me crashing onto my semiconscious sleeping body at 3 am when the big one rocks every living structure in California. Am I being too dramatic? Anxious? I think not.
I leave all my worldly possessions to my loved ones and I hope someone will take Lucy. This is in lieu of the will Ben and I won’t get around to writing before we leave for California and our “cool” experiencing of an earthquake.