I blamed my girlfriend for a seismic event

It was Sunday morning and my girlfriend and I were eating breakfast on the couch.

“Could you stop shaking the couch?” I asked. You see, my girlfriend has a bit of the Jimmy Legs where she twitches her leg. Most of the time it doesn’t bother me, but sometimes, she gets the Jimmy Legs so bad that I feel like I’m sitting on one of those vibrating massage chairs.

“I’m not doing anything,” she insisted.

I looked over and it didn’t appear her legs were moving. But, she also had a blanket on her lap so I really couldn’t tell. I was unconvinced.

“Are you sure?”

Now, she was getting a tiny bit annoyed. “Of course I’m sure.”

Then, the couch started shaking again. “Don’t you feel that?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“Maybe someone is moving furniture,” I said.

“Construction?” she offered.

A couple minutes later my Facebook feed was filled with news stories of an earthquake about 200 miles to the north. I showed her my phone. “It was an earthquake.”

“So, it wasn’t me after all?”

Now I have to figure out how to blame the next hurricane on her.

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My Foodie Travel Guide to Christchurch, New Zealand talks about the severe earthquakes that damaged that city. I’ll also written about the devastating earthquakes in Lisbon and Napier.

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