Sunday, May 27, 2007

Seven Unknown Things About Me

First of all, thanks to all of you who sent along support after my last post. It was a hard week.... but your thoughts helped lift me up. Now to lighten the mood around here I decided to do a simple, silly little tag. No more emotional crap today. LOL!

Fellow Ohioan and June '06 DTC-er, Robin, tagged me about a week and a half ago. I just hadn't had time to do it but I'll give it a go now so I can procrastinate mowing the grass for a bit longer. I'm supposed to list 7 things about me that you guys don't know. Hmmmm... this was harder than I thought. Some people may know some of these but it was the best I could do.

1. I graduated from the police academy at the top of my class academically. I have a plaque to prove it.

2. I have completely flat feet. There are no arches. When I make a wet footprint on the ground, it looks like a duck foot. (Don't get any ideas, Tracy!) Not sexy at all. And it makes running that much more difficult. Not like I do that anymore but I have dreams of trying again someday......

3. I went on a cruise for my honeymoon. Then a year and a half later asked my husband for a divorce on another cruise. Kinda unintentionally full circle. I didn't plan it that way. It just happened. He had been unfaithful, we'd separated, then were back together and trying to fix it. I realized it just wasn't working for me anymore. An Elvis impersonator helped me make the decision. I guess that deserves an explanation. The week before our cruise we stayed at his mom's time share in Florida. One night we walked down on the boardwalk and found a free outdoor concert with this Elvis guy. Most of the audience were older people. They were enjoying themselves and so was I. The ex was complaining. I knew we were very different. Me... fun loving, optimistic, spontaneous, outgoing, and he was ...well, not. But when I married him I didn't think it mattered that much. I was wrong. During a love song, a bunch of the old folks got up and slow danced. It was very romantic. Slow dancing to Elvis songs under the stars on the beach. He didn't ask me to. So I asked him. He complained. He thought it was stupid and didn't want to. At that moment, I realized I didn't want to spend the rest of my life with someone who not only didn't want to slow dance with me but complained about it when I asked him to and then still refused. Not to mention all the other things we'd already been through at a time in our marriage when we were supposed to be happy, in-love newlyweds. My decision to divorce him was made in that instant. Best decision I've ever made.

4. When I eat eggs that are cooked sunny side up, I like the yolks to be runny. Then I eat all the white part carefully without busting the yolk. And stuff the whole yolk in my mouth and squish it. Gross... I know but I love it.

5. I have a scar on my right hand because my bratty little sister locked me out of the house when we were kids. Then stood with her face pressed up against the glass taunting me because I couldn't get in. So I punched her in the face. Through the glass. I didn't need stitches though. And I'm much better at my anger issues now that I'm a little more mature. LOL!

6. I've been robbed at gunpoint. Twice. The first time I was 16 and worked at a fast food place. The second time, I was already a cop. I was off-duty, unarmed and was standing out in a parking lot at 3am after having been out partying with friends. I was alone except for one of the bar bouncers that I was uhhh... talking to. We were distracted and didn't see the car pull up or the guy get out and approach us. When he pointed the gun at us and demanded our money, I instinctively stepped between he and the bouncer guy. Yeah... the big, 6 foot brawny bouncer man. I stepped in front of him to protect him. Funny, huh? We gave him our money but then the robber wanted our wallets. Well, I didn't want to give him mine because it had my badge and my driver's license in it. I didn't want him to know I was a cop and where I lived. So I sweet talked him out of taking it while he was waving that gun in my face. Stupid, well maybe. But I was more afraid of what could happen if he knew I was a cop. And of what might happen later if he knew where I lived. He didn't get my wallet.... and was caught a short time later.

7. I'm a huge Billy Joel fan. I have many of his albums and have seen him in concert twice. Don't ask me why. (Oh that was funny... completely unintentional, too. But for those who aren't fans...that's the name of one of his songs.) I think my mom listened to him a lot maybe when I was a kid and it just stuck with me. I loves the Piano Man.

Anybody who hasn't done this already, feel free to participate. Time for me to go do yard work. I think I've dragged it out long enough.

21 comments:

Kathy and Joel said...

Re: Number 3...

I have to say, Krista, that I think it takes someone of incredible fortitude to do what you did within your marriage. First, to try to make it work, then to make the realization that your future would be best lived without him in it. You make me incredibly proud to be a woman.

kris said...

There needs to be a Blog Award for the blogger who has lived the MOST interesting life. And you, ma'am, have the Oscar already. I LOVE your stories, I swear it's like reading a great book. I don't love that your ex thought dancing slow to Elvis on a beautiful night was cheesy/no fun, or that you were ever held up at gunpoint, but WOW, great stories.

Gotta go. Vienna waits for me...
(all time fave Billy song)...

Mark & Michelle said...

It takes a lot of guts to walk away from a marriage - even if you are not happy - Good for you!

Better to on your own then miserable with someone else!

Next time around, I am sure that he will be the type of person that would ALWAYS ask you to dance - no matter where you were!

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Billy Joel!

Janet said...

I like my eggs the exact same way you do! YUM!

AND..... I am also a huge Billy Joel fan.

AND....I would NEVER have had the guts to sweet talk the guy. But I would have given anything to see his face if you HAD given him your wallet and then he took it to an out of the way place...and ....OOPS. I just robbed a cop. NOT a good move.

Made in China said...

Just a quick question - I love the "Hannah" slippers you got for Colleen. Can I ask where you got them? I want some too! :o)
Julie

Joannah said...

Krista, I think you are one of the most interesting bloggers I follow. Great post!

Doris & Dan said...

You rock! You are smart and tough cookie, my flat footed friend!

Keep smilin!

eggrolls and chopsticks said...

Damn you might be flat footed but you are one hell of a duck...ooopsie, I mean woman.

That egg eating thing is icky

Daniella said...

Thanks for sharing - #3 - Too many stay in a marriage that isn't what it should be - Thank goodness for Elvis impersonators :)
I just did the footprint test last week since I started running - I was trying to figure out what type of sneaker to buy and it turns out I'm a normal pronator.

Sam said...

Mmmmm...runny egg yolks!!!! YUM!

Headmeister said...

Krista - #3: AMEN, SISTER! #5: Hubby did the same thing to his brother - no scar, but got glass in his bro's eye (no ham done, all ended up fine). #6: You are an amazing woman... but we all already knew that ;) #7: I know almost every song on every album (before and including Nylon Curtain) by heart. Even a few I taught myself how to play on the piano (like Vienna, I've Loved These Days, and believe it or not, the beginning to Angry Young Man). Please tell me you sing, so we can harmonize to a bunch of songs in July! BTW - I'd have to say my all-time fav is Summer, Highland Falls. Oh, and I know You Were The One, even all the french words too :) Can you tell I'm psyched to find another Billy Joel fan??? lol...

Headmeister said...

PS - we can also compare footprints - I have fallen arches and now when I make a footprint (like in the sand), it looks like a baby bigfoot or, as I like to call it, "Barney Rubble feet"...lol! Oh, and I only run when being chased, and even THAT is rare ;P

Stacy said...

Love Billy Joel!
HATE runny eggs! :)

Great list. At first I thought ~well how can she be a cop with flat feet, but that is the army! You can't be in the army with flat feet. Isn't the nickname for cops flatfoot? You were a born cop! :)

Carla said...

Yeah, the egg thing, you're gross.

Secondly, she didn't "punch me in the face". She punched the glass, I moved, then laughed, then thought oh man, are we going to get in trouble.

AND!!! It was pay back for the year before when she locked me out of the house and I kicked in the glass storm door, in my bare feet!

a&mg said...

I seriously think you have the BEST stories! But the egg thing is gross.

Mom said...

You got the EGG thing from me, but not the Billy Joel thing, I don't know where that came from. You girls always were good at breaking glass. Or was it just locking each other out???

Lisa and Doug said...

Great post! I really like Billy Joel - but as you know, I am a bigger Fanilow. Don't like runny eggs at all!

C.J. said...

Cruises still rock. I've had life-altering decisions on them too...and a few really, really great times ;0)

Hey, I never knew you like the egg goo...me too!

cougchick said...

Elvis impersonators Rock but runny eggs.....no way. I get a chill just thinking about runny eggs. Ewwww!
You and the bouncer held at gunpoint, wow! You are a tough MoFo!

Abby in MA said...

YAY BILLY JOEL!!!!! I love Piano Man (watch out when it comes on the radio...I make people deaf with my singing along)! =)


And the glass thing reminds me of doing the exact same thing to my neighbor when we were little. However, he had to get a ton of stitches & almost sliced through a few tendons in his wrist. Good times!

Shandra said...

You can dance if you wanna...you can leave him behind!