RIP, mirror.
I woke up this morning to an earthquake. Brian had already left for work, which made me the only responsible party in our home, and because of that I think I totally overreacted.
I jumped out of bed and ran into the boys’ room and started screaming, “Fire! Fire!”… I would like to think that it was because I have read that people react the fastest to the word “fire”, but I honestly think I was still half awake and couldn’t articulate what kind of emergency we were having. I was also buck naked. The events of this morning seriously have me contemplating pajamas.
After we were all safe, I texted some friends to check on them. Apparently, a lot of my friends also sleep in the nude, because almost every single one of them said they ran totally naked into their children’s rooms yelling various things. I wonder how many kids in Los Angeles were woken up by their terrified naked parents.
I guess I wasn’t the only one who overreacted to this earthquake. The best reaction has to be from this KTLA anchor:
