Sunday, May 9, 2010

Momisms for Mother's Day



My Mother is a very interesting person. She has interesting views and standpoints. I agree with about 5% of them. One Mother's Day I wrote about my favorite "Mom stories". This Mother's day I'd like to share some of our differences that used to make us scream at each other but now can be a source of humor (at least for me).
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Secrets: Holy Moly whatever you do, do NOT tell a secret in front of my Mother. She sees this as extremely rude behavior and I was always told growing up "there are no secrets in family!" As an adult I have experienced to the contrary some secrets kept can make for very happy family members. And I think if my Mother tried me to disprove that theory she would be VERY unhappy. Which could make for a good blog.
In any case it can take some folks who are new to my Mother some time to believe me when I say "My Mother can be sweet as peaches but trust me, she can turn on you." My poor friend Tera experienced this when we were 14. It was still early in our friendship and I had shared many stories of my Mother to Tera. Tera was of course skeptical of my complaints until one fateful day. My Mother was driving us somewhere and Tera innocently leans over in the backseat to tell me a secret. Before I can stop this forbidden action in front of my Mother I see my Mom's eyes catch the scene in the rearview mirror. Then it all became a blur - slamming brakes, car veering sharply off the road and the angry hand of my Mother searching me out screaming "No telling secrets in my car!" So there you have it: Don't tell secrets.
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Organ Donation: This is still a hot topic between my Mother and myself. For a while in my single-digit youth my Mom went to nursing school and took it very seriously when time allowed. One of the things that stayed with her was the "danger of being an organ donor." To her this means that if you are near death and the hospital has the option of saving you or your organs they will choose the latter. And because my Mother wants to live forever she chooses NOT to be an organ donor. She ALSO does not believe that doctors are correct when a patient is found to be brain dead. She believes in miracles and has vowed to me that if I am ever "brain dead" that she will keep my body alive until I wake up. It is my hope that I find that one doctor that chooses saving my organs over saving me. Sorry Ma but why be selfish with good health?
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Dinosaurs: They don't exist. That's it. "Mom, what about dinosaur skeletons that are on display?" This is my most basic, elementary question that begs for explanation and understanding. Her response "Well Krista Rose, they are putting the bones together wrong." You see, dinosaurs weren't in the bible. But giants were in the bible. I can't even finish writing this explanation - hopefully you'll know where I'm going with this one. Bless her heart.
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Body Pillows: So I love to sleep with body pillows and even more pillows. I think I'm just like every girl out there. Back in my 20s my Mom used to come over to help me clean my apartment (don't judge) and on the cleaning list she'd make my bed. Now I was very specific about my placement of pillows making sure that I had fluffy coziness on each side of me. When My Mother saw this she was appalled and called me a pervert. At that point she theorized that I wanted the feeling of having two people making a Krista sandwich in bed. Yes, my own Mother accused me of this and then giggled. Were sandwiches in the bible too?
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Ghosts only haunt virgins: Ya know, I don't know where this comes from. But apparantly if there's a poltergeist in your house it's because your daughter is pure and full of angst.
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No locked doors: My Mother refuses to accept that this area is increasing in criminal activity and chooses to believe that she does not need to be so cautious. In the past I liked to lock her doors but realized this only punished my Father when she called him in a panic when she couldn't figure out how to unlock her car (addressed in a previous blog) or gain acccess to her own home. Currently I am tempted to perform my own intervention which involves me dressing in a black face mask and carrying a large maglite. We'll see.
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Seatbelts: Apparantly they cause more deaths than they save. Really not sure where the intel came on this one but obviously the information I've gathered from my profession is not enough of her to be convinced of the alternative. She is an avid supporter AGAINST the "Click it or Ticket" campaign. One of the many times I told my Mother "For the love of God if you're going to protest this will you please use a different last name so people don't know were related?" According to my Mother if you hit a solid object at a very fast speed you better hope your seatbelt is not anywhere involved otherwise it will decapitate & kill you - in that order. I try to tell her that if she doesn't use her seatbelt a Doctor may be tempted to steal her organs when she shows up on their operating table...
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They make it at restaurants: This is what I heard in the kitchen growing up whenever my Mother made something questionable which was every night except for Friday (popcorn night) and Sunday (pizza night). Everytime one of us complained about something like the lemon peel sticking out of the stroganoff she'd retort "It's a common recipe - they make it at restaurants all the time." To date my Mother has not been able to divulge the name/location of this restaurant. But then again, my desire to find it is not that strong.
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Don't use trucks to stop yourself: So she only said this once to my best friend Big D when we were 16 but it still makes me laugh. When Big D happened to be on a speeding moped at Ocean Shores and had to stop suddenly to avoid a collision - she ended up sacrificing herself and smashed into the back of a truck. Thankfully a seatbelt wasn't involved so she lived. Anyway, the moped was broken and Big D was hurt and my Mother runs up to her scolding "You shouldn't be using other people's trucks to stop yourself!" Big D was flabbergasted.
Like I said: Sweet as peaches but will turn on a dime.
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I suppose I should make a note that my Mother is not dumb, an airhead, heartless or mean...for the most part. These Momisms have helped sharpen my humor, developed my patience and have always provided for cheap entertainment. So thanks Mom for being you. Even though you're wrong 95% of the time.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Dinner with Dick

Dick Beardsley, also known as "The Man." Google him now because my description will *not* do him justice. For me he is the runner's version of "Job" (See Bible). He had triumph, success, glory and then hardships, downfalls and horrendous life challenges that threw him to the bottom of the mountain that he once stood on top of. Day by day, one hand at a time, he climbed his way back to the top and he is an incredible inspiration to everyone around him. Making it his life committment to encourage everyone that picking yourself back up after you fall is the most important lesson in life.
That's not the Wikipedia version, that is the Krista version. And I was dumbfounded - emphasis on the dumb - when Shannon & I met him.

He is most known for the book written about him and Alberto Salazar "Duel In The Sun" about the 1982 Boston Marathon.



Dick Beardsley was in town to be the speaker at the Pasta Dinner the night before the Tacoma City Marathon. My sugarmama Shannon was going to run the half-marathon portion and I had joined her on some training runs.
Fate started when Big Bro sent me an email from Germany encouraging me to go to the dinner to watch Dick speak describing him as his own mentor of running. Well naturally since my brother is *my* mentor of running I had to attend and honor Big Bro.
Doing my own research beforehand and learning who Dick was I had gotten SUPER excited to listen to him speak.



And then he sat next to me. I was speechless and had that stupid grin on my face the whole time. I had nothing insightful to ask him since my mind was blank but he was so positive, gracious and happy to meet and talk with everyone. He signed a book for Shannon and when he learned of my Big Bro's admiration he made sure to autograph a card for me to send him. I was so inspired, encouraged and literally glowing from his contagious enthusiasm.
The running community is amazing - everyone is so stinking supportive of each other and there is nothing selfish about the sport. Dick only reinforces that with the kind of life he lives.


After the flood of inspiration and wisdom from Dick I decided to run my "training run" the next day with Shannon for the portion of the Half-Marathon. Technically I was done at 9.5 miles but had a "running reunion" with an old friend which upped my mileage to 10 or more miles (totally worth it).
Good job Shannon getting under a 2:10 with all those dang "eff you" hills at the end of the race. I want to be a gazelle like you when I grow up!



Earlier in the month Shannon, Laura, CortO and myself went up to Skagit to do the Tulip Run. I've always been curious about the Skagit Running Company and I was quite impressed with the 5 mile run they organized - complete with Tulip PortO's!
Well...the finish has room for improvement....so I'll see you next year Tulip Run and look forward to the timing chip.


Stretching the hammies just before the start!



This was a pretty & easy run and a portion of it was thru the woods on soft ground. I was really loving it - it was a gorgeous day to be alive and in Skagit County.



Go Laura Go! She's so amazing - this was her first 5 mile race AND the night before she did a killer bootcamp and she kicked this race out like a champ!
Oh and seriously - BEST post-race food E-V-E-R!



After which we went to La Conner (congrats on Evening Magazine's best small town award) and walked into a parade. This parade was great - I think anyone could just show up. Above are a parade of dogs. Oh wait...those look like ponies in the background too. Did I know that at the time? Hmmm.



This lady ran up to pick the candy she wanted instead of letting it be thrown to her. I like a woman who goes after what she wants.


Before heading down we visited some wineries and as you can see from above we REALLY loved Pasek Cellars. I have never been too familar with stainless steel wine vs. oak wine and now I'm a stainless steel believer! Shout out to their Cranberry Wine and their Chardonnay. Yum!


But this winery? Not so much. I won't name you winery - I'll protect your innocence but you have some work to do...

Ok so I understand the appeal of the tulip fields and all the beautiful & colorful tulips. And I get that flowers aren't free. But why isn't looking at them free? We saw the long lines, the huge crowds and decided the closest we'll get to tulips is to the ones next to the public roadway. Thanks for being public tulips.


I know it looks like were having a reflective moment but were really just avoiding the I-5 back-ups by taking refuge by this creek in tribal land. Smell that sweet air and listen to those loud fireworks. Very relaxing.



Happy 2nd Birthday Little Schmuck!


Thank you very much Stacia for taking me to opening day of the Mariner's game - it was a lot of fun (I love losers). I have to admit though, I'm a Rainier's girl at heart. There's something about those small-town games that are more my style. Safeco Field is sooo stinking expensive and way too commercial. Give me some cheap seats, cheap beer and Friday night fireworks and I'm a happy woman...with a lot more cash left in my pocket.

Why wasn't Joey Cora invited!?


For the last time Stacia - Put down the dang phone! It will go into The June Box very soon if I have anything to do with it....watch yourself.