Ordinary

I  don't know if it's intentional, but... it might be... it probably is.

I mean... It doesn't hurt my feelings that you don't like me. What DOES hurt my feelings is that you deny me the ability to like you.

I try... I try to find some redeeming quality about you. But alas ~ you just keep showing up like an ordinary asshole.

How I view the World

     I was failing kindergarten, which I’m still unclear on how that’s even possible, but apparently “they” thought I might have had a learning disability because I couldn’t cut with scissors or some such nonsense.  So “they” sent me to a psychologist to be tested.  

     I remember being intrigued with her beehive hairdo (this was in the 70’s) and irritated by her line of questioning.  At one point, she asked me, “What color is a banana?”.  To which I promptly replied, “White”.  She leaned toward me, peered over her cat eye glasses and triumphantly declared, “No. A banana is yellow”!  Not to be outdone, I stood up and placed my hands on my hips and said, “No ma’am, a banana is white, the peel is yellow!”. 

         That is how I view the world; I look below the peel.  I engage with life by seeing statistical probabilities and analyzing the algorithms of everything around me.  I’ve always had an intrinsic fascination with the study of human behavior and I’d like to say that’s what led me to get my doctorate in psychology.  The truth is, I pursued my degree simply because I had a high school teacher tell me that I would “never make it in college”.  So… I went to college and upped the ante by earning a doctorate before my 10 year high school reunion JUST to prove to her that I could.

Who I am

I have not been on this blog since 2010! 8 years! To tell you the truth... I totally forgot about it. Then when I remembered ~ I couldn't remember the password. But alas and alack... I'm back. I've read through every previous post and... whoa... thankfully I'd forgotten most of that angst from 2006-2007. Those were some challenging times! And I don't recognize the person writing all those blog posts... I am not that person anymore.

WHO I AM

Krista.

I am confident

I am slightly crazy

I am complex

I am simple

I am kind of "Vanilla"

I am extremely OCD

I am exacting 

I am flexible

The major difference (in me) is... Today, I know who I am and I will never, ever censor myself so that another person will accept me. Ever again! I've spent the first 35 years of my life doing that... Figuratively ~ carving my body from the inside... cutting away every scrap of meat, muscle and fiber until it resembled a hallowed out chicken carcass and I was unrecognizable. 

I HAVE

Written and published 3 books

Pulled all 3 books from publication (because they no longer represented who I am)

Walked away from the "church" (I woke up and saw the hypocrisy and wanted no part of it)
Traded my pastor for my psychic

Traded the church for Law of Attraction (and holy shit! I love this stuff!)

Met some of the most amazing people

Met some of the biggest assholes 

I have a cat named Puppy and I prefer animals to people

I've learned to LAUGH again... I have found my humor and I am holding onto it with a death grip because THAT is my sanity.

That is Who I am and I LOVE ME.  

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Snipping away all old contacts and connections. Feels good. I am free. Now I can say whatever I want ~ well, I always could, but there was the "fear" of what would be said or unsaid or done or undone.

I don't have to worry about being "black balled" by the Christian community, because I no longer have any affiliations professionally or otherwise with them... sigh. It feels so GOOD!

So... first topic of my new freedom... HELLO?! Equal rights for everyone! I can finally open my mouth and say, "I believe everyone ought to have equal rights!"

I'm reading a book called, "The Help". It's got me all fired up. I woulda been "that girl" that marched with Martin Luther King... I woulda been "that girl" that went into the "colored people's bathrooms". I woulda been "that girl" that sat at the back of the bus with "those people". That woulda been me.

And today, I'm "that girl" that stands up and says "let 'em get married!"

Beyla Sol

This adorable little puppy has found her new home. She's really Cheri's dog, but since we are in the same house ~ I'm kinda like the "step-mom". She's 10 weeks old and rOwDy! Jojo and Abby aren't too sure about her just yet... Might be because she bites them.

But her g'ma and g'pa Apple LOVE her! G'ma has already bought her lots of new toys and clothes. Auntie Vikki and Uncle Nick met her today and... of course... fell in love.

She's been replaced

I was driving today... My GPS lady was guiding me through unknown territory... and I had an "ah ha!" moment.



Back when they took away my time operator, I was devasted (see http://drkrista.blogspot.com/2007/09/time.html). She was a friendly voice and I've missed her terribly. But today I was driving and realized "She's been replaced!" NOW I have the GPS lady. And she talks to me whenever I'm in the car! I could bring her on my walks and she'd talk to me too!

So... She's been replaced with someone even better!

Christine and Amy the pig

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e4TAHhnMBWY

And you can hear us laughing in the background! I was on the floor, trying not to pee my pants.

Fun B-day party at Sage's house for Christine O'Leary... turned into an interview with Amy the pig. Too friggin FUNNY