Tagged

Thanks to Ashli and Brooke for tagging me, now the rest of you get to read seven highly fascinating things about moi'.

1. I am obsessed with cleaning.
To me nothing is ever clean enough or put away enough. And the dog hair, oh, the effing dog hair. It will quite actually be the death of me one day. Don will come home and find me next to the toilet with the cleaning brush in one hand and Ajax in the other. The best part of it all is that my death will leave my kids just enough time to destroy the house and get into the red Jello in the fridge. It will really be a really funny situation to someone who would laugh at something like that.

2. I cancelled my first wedding to Don.
It was 1997 and I was too scared to do it. Stupid me waited until I had already purchased the dress, the invitations, and made a pretty good sized, non-refundable, deposit down on the wedding site. It's true, I broke Don's heart and spirit with that cancellation, but it was good practice for the years to come. Can't let your man get too comfortable is what I say.

3. I was an only child until I was 12.
That's when my mom decided it would be fun to bring forth new life, or add a moocher to the family. It's all in the way you look at it. Around this time my father also had a son, Rudy, and sadly I have no contact with him.

4. I didn't get drunk until I was 28.
Holy shit, right. I think if I were to sit in a therapist chair it might come out that I had some underlying fear of becoming like my alcoholic father. So to be safe I just stayed away from the stuff. But here is the good news. I am making up for lost time now. Some of you may think that is a little odd, and makes no sence at all. And I am really not making such a good point at all, but as I said earlier, it's all in how you look at it.

5. I have my degree in Social Work.
This could quite possibly be the biggest mistake of my life. I got a degree in something I hated after 1 year on the job. It takes a lot of compassion and stuff like that, and well, that's not that easy for me. So now I have a degree I will never use, but that's OK, because I got the degree for a job, and that is something (if I play my cards right) I will never have.

6. My first name is Krista.
I was named after some young girl that died of lukimia. Nice. It is no wonder I have that irational fear of cancer. Ha. My middle name, well that just comes from my mom smoking too much weed in the 70's. It was either Summer or Skye. Summer isn't too bad.

7. I hate pickles.
Oh yeah, just the sight of them make me want to hurl. I can eat relish, but the thought of eating a pickle. Whole. With no hot dog by it. Kill me now.