My First Earthquake

Today my parents and I were eating at Eric Ericsson's in Ventura while my husband and our friend Robert surfed.

In the middle of our meal, an earthquake measuring 5.1 on the Richter scale hit Maricosa, CA. Apparently, it could be felt as far away as L.A.

I can assure you that my father and I felt it. We both were privately thinking something was very wrong with us when Dad mentioned that he felt a little off-balance (I felt like the table, floor, and my own innards were moving, too).

Mom, however, felt nothing.

As you can see from the pictures below, we survived the deadly quake and lived to tell the tale. ;)