NOT a Maytag moment...

Dang washer quit spinning the clothes yesterday right in the middle of washday! I had to take them outside in the Tupperware popcorn bowl (the only thing I had big enough for soppy wet clothes) and wring them by hand. Then I set-up the folding ladder, got some hangers and hung them all over that ladder in the sun to dry. Today Norman gets to figure out what's wrong with the spinning part, while Margo and I play in Mexico (well, we're getting our $5 haircuts...lol).

Speaking of "spinning"...Joel ran over and asked how we managed to shake his coach as our washer was spinning. We didn't! At 11:30am we had our third earthquake in three days! We just thought it was the washer too. Then just after we went to bed last night, the coach shook again for another couple minutes. That makes two in one day!

Looked on the internet this morning, we're on the Algodones and Imperial faults, AND the San Andreas fault is just a hop, skip and a jump away.

Boy, earthquakes are really a weird creepy thing...I felt like a little kid last night, hanging on to the edge of the bed and wanting Norman to stop the shaking.