Hiding under our oak table....

We had an earthquake this morning. I would have slept right through had Keith not come flying down the stairs with Gracie hollering "Get under the table!". We sat for a bit under that table at 5am to see if there would be any after shocks but there weren't. It feels like a dream to me b/c it fit right into my dreams at the time, hence why I would have kept on sleeping. It was 4.8 and 11 miles deep and 11 miles away.