1. As a local political figure, my father’s name made the local papers almost on a daily basis for most of my life.
  2. Mostly it was good press; sometimes it was not.
  3. He got publicly fired from his job when he refused to do some illegal stuff for the Mayor and it made it all the way to the state papers.
  4. Our phone rang off the hook for days and my family went into hiding for a weekend at a local hotel.
  5. He eventually stopped working in such high-profile work, and now is a Director at a Big Financial Planning Corporation.
  6. While he still sometimes makes national publications and news, they are for the financial press, so he is no longer hounded down publicly.
  7. I was always a pretty good kid, although I had trouble making friends easily when we moved, which was a lot.
  8. My brother made friends immediately everywhere, and although we’ve always been very close, I was jealous of his ease with people.
  9. I ended up making friends with people who were desperate for anyone to give them some attention. This often had disastrous consequences.
  10. My first real boyfriend (in high school) was one of those disastrous consequences.
  11. He was addicted to cocaine and heroin, but I didn’t learn that until our relationship was well underway.
  12. I have never used cocaine or heroin.
  13. He quit using drugs with my support and went on to join the National Guard after high school.
  14. I broke it off with him as soon as he sobered up.
  15. I knew I needed to get out of that relationship but was in a horrible power struggle with my parents and felt I couldn’t leave him while he was quitting drugs.
  16. Last I heard he got married and speaks for DARE (an anti-drug campaign program in public schools).
  17. I hope he is still doing OK, but thank God every day that I had the courage to walk away.
  18. I haven’t gone long without a boyfriend my entire adult life. (This says a lot about some self-esteem issues I have more than anything.)
  19. None of the others were drug addicts.
  20. I make friends much more easily now.
  21. Although secretly I’m still haunted by that awkward little teenager internally.
  22. I met my husband while we were in college.
  23. He was stumbling drunk when I met him and I thought he was a total loser.  (In reality, he rarely finishes a beer.  I happened to meet him on a legendary night.)
  24. He thought I was a stuck-up snob.
  25. Apparently we still were attracted to each other so we got over first impressions.
  26. My husband’s dad also made the papers almost on a daily basis when he was growing up.
  27. My father-in-law as always worked in high-profile positions cleaning up nuclear waste.
  28. My hubby’s dad has also been fired very publicly under controversial circumstances, so our childhoods had a lot in common.
  29. My husband now works for his dad running an environmental restoration business.
  30. He loves it.
  31. Currently we live in Richland, which is right outside Hanford, Washington, the largest superfund site in the world.
  32. Hanford was formed during World War II’s Manhattan Project when they made the plutonium for the Atomic Bomb.
  33. Rich’s high school mascot was a nuclear bomb cloud.
  34. It disgusts me that someone would take pride in something that brought so much death and destruction to innocent people.
  35. I lean to the left politically.
  36. But you probably wouldn’t think so by looking at me.
  37. I dress like a soccer mom and drive a big SUV. And I do feel guilty about the latter. (Update: goodbye big SUV, hello Prius.)
  38. But I’m passionate about human rights issues (especially the current fight for gay rights), social justice, and better relations with other countries.
  39. I think we should have never went to war with Iraq and was against it from day one.
  40. I was pro-war for Afghanistan, though.
  41. I love my country, especially for giving me the ability to speak my mind, and for its natural beauty.
  42. Where we live is a desert, and I miss the trees.
  43. When I grew up, we spent almost every weekend in the Great Outdoors, whether I wanted to or not.
  44. My family wasn’t the fisher/hunter type of outdoorsmen; they were the camper/hiker/photographer type.
  45. I feel like a beautiful forested mountainside is the closest I can get to God.
  46. My family didn’t attend church much while I grew up, but were certainly religious.
  47. My mom is very involved in her church now, however.
  48. I bounced around trying to find a religious home for myself until finally settling at the Catholic Church in college.
  49. When I met my husband, who was Catholic, I decided to take the plunge, so to speak, and become baptized Catholic.
  50. We don’t attend mass, and both Rich and I feel emotionally estranged from the church for a long list of political reasons (but I moreso).
  51. My current line of religious thinking is that I don’t have to go to a church to communicate with God.
  52. I’m still a Christian but pull from many different religions and mostly within myself when forming my personal doctrine.
  53. I’ve always had a problem with Christians who spend more time thinking about the way Jesus died (focusing on sin) than about how he lived (focusing on his teachings of compassion).
  54. I also have a problem with Christians who spend all their time pointing their fingers at others’ “sins”, but fail to recognize that Jesus would not have behaved that way.
  55. I read some religious books to my kids sometimes, but am picky about the messages included in them.
  56. But I’ve also read them books about Bhuddism, Islam, Hindu and other world religions.
  57. I try to answer their questions about God from several perspectives instead of just my own.
  58. Whatever religious path they choose, including atheism, I’m fine with.
  59. I’ve been a natural student most of my life, and continue to read and learn to this day.
  60. Last time I checked, my IQ had dropped 18 points.
  61. I suspect I’m getting dumber all the time.
  62. My grades were great in school until I got messed up in the co-dependent role described above with my ex-boyfriend in high school, when they plummeted, and I never fully recovered.
  63. I was born a creative person and have always loved to draw and write.
  64. I’d love to go back to school someday and show myself that I really am still smart and get a degree I actually wouldn’t mind doing something with someday.
  65. I’m a stay-at-home mom and love it (most of the time).
  66. Before we had kids, like too many, we had a miscarriage.
  67. I was strong on the outside, but a mess on the inside for close to a year.
  68. We didn’t try again for a year and a half.
  69. Immediately after I got pregnant the second time, I felt like my old self again.
  70. But I still think of that little baby I lost every Memorial Day Weekend (the weekend we lost her).
  71. Our son, Connor, was born in October, 2002.
  72. He was born after only 5 1/2 hours of labor.
  73. My water broke at a restaurant dining with a new work colleague of Rich’s I’d never met.
  74. I was petrified of labor, and had the epidural cart outside my door ready for the moment I could have one.
  75. Which ended up being at 3 centimeters.
  76. The pain was very bad even at that point, with literally no breaks between contractions.
  77. Looking back, I know that because my water had broken on its own, it made for a very rapid and painful labor.
  78. The next time we got pregnant (with Siena, born in April 2005), I was less afraid, but still knew I would want an epidural eventually.
  79. Her labor was much less intense, and I labored on my own for 9 hours before my epidural was put in at 7 centimeters.
  80. If I were to get pregnant again, I wouldn’t be afraid anymore and would want to try and have the baby naturally, without IV, electronic fetal monitor, or drugs.
  81. I still never stopped reading about pregnancy and childbirth even after I wasn’t pregnant anymore.
  82. But I don’t want any more children.
  83. Which is a good thing, because I no longer have a uterus.
  84. I’m currently starting a new career as a doula.
  85. I’d like also to become a childbirth educator, lactation consultant, and possibly a nurse-midwife someday.
  86. Somehow, becoming a mom took a lot of my creative side away from me.
  87. But I gained organization and structure in my life, which was a very good thing as I had virtually none before.
  88. Writing often helps me keep what creative edge I have left.
  89. Now I am an uber-list maker and have lost much of my spontaneity.
  90. In fact, I am creating this list of 100 things in an Excel spreadsheet.
  91. I could easily make this list into a thousand things, and am fighting the urge to start cramming more information in each line just to cram in more information.
  92. For example, I type itineraries up for trips that are pages long, planned down to the hour.
  93. But I force myself to break free of my own constraints once I am on vacation.
  94. I believe that cultural differences are important.
  95. I speak only English, which is something I’d eventually like to change.
  96. Although I can communicate through sign language a bit.
  97. I have a brown belt in Karate and took it for 4 years in my early teen years (when it was cool).
  98. But I’m pretty sure if I was confronted with a need to fight I’d turn around and run like Hell.
  99. I have some obsessive-compulsive tendencies, and have possibly had some depressive episodes.
  100. Eventually I imagine I’ll have to deal with that, but for now…suppress and deny. Suppress and deny.

1 Response to “100 Things About Me”

  1. 1 Gram & Granddaddy T. April 29, 2008 at 4:42 pm

    Hello, Kristina,
    The 100 Things about you was a good rendition of your life as of now. You may want to read Oprah Winfrey’s new recommended book ” A New Earth Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose” by Eckhart Toulle. Oprah even had a six week online class about this book. I’m putting this on my “to read list” which gets longer all the time. By the way, you are an amazing writer! 🙂
    Love, Peggy (Mom)

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