One of the nice things about living in Singapore is that it's pretty much disaster-proof. There are no typhoons or hurricanes. There are no blizzards or tornadoes. Singapore doesn't have monsoons or tidal waves. And there aren't even earthquakes.
But, just because there are no earthquakes doesn't mean you don't occasionally feel the earth move.
In fact, before we moved here, there were some huge earthquakes moving the ground in Indonesia. My husband was in Singapore on a business trip at the time and said he could feel the hotel swaying. He was high up on something like the 30th floor and everything just sort of tilted one way, then back again. I can only imagine what they felt in Thailand if here in Singapore --a whole other country, for crying out loud-- there were skyscrapers leaning to and fro.
Anyway, he's fast asleep (and snoring so loud I want to beat him with a shoe), and I'm catching up on my blog-reading. The poor guy woke up cuz he thought there was an earthquake. I was laughing so hard at Jen Lancaster's blog about ant killer that I was shaking the bed. But the thing is, it wasn't one of those laugh-out-loud-HAR-HAR-HAR kind of laughs. I was stifling it so as not to wake him up. (Okay, I may have snorted a couple of times, but they were quiet snorts.) Because I worked so hard to stifle the laughter, I ended up shaking the bed twice as hard as if I'd just opened up my gut and busted out the laugh.
No honey, it's not an earthquake. Go back to sleep. And quit snoring.
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