rumblings

Today we had a baby shower for a colleague and filled ourselves with two kinds of lasagna (meat and veg), coleslaw, macaroni salad, garlic bread, strawberries, melon, cantaloupe and pineapple. We were stuffed.

And I don't know where the expectant mother would have put all her food as the present occupant takes up the majority of her belly.

Well, it wasn't long after our little party that we all experienced some major rumbling. At first, I thought someone was moving large furniture around. Then the floor began moving and my chair started to bounce, my desk was shaking and my computer screen was vibrating.

Any more movement and I would have to get myself a thesaurus.

With these prolonged rumblings, I finally just yelled out to my colleagues and asked if anyone else was shaking. Yes! was the cry from the chorus. It wasn't, as someone joked to mama-to-be, premature labour or indigestion.

What's worse, though? Thinking your building is about to collapse or the idea of recalling the lunch you just ate and competing for a stall in the bathroom?