a hundred   fifty   a bunch of things about Kim 

I have tried to write a hundred things about myself before, and never succeeded. We’re going to have to consider this a work in progress. I’m not sure whether this is because I’m a magpie or because there really aren’t a hundred things to say.


at my grandmother’s house in front of her porch. I wish you could see that glider up close.
1. I was born in a little town in southwestern Pennsylvania.

2. I’m a Leo.

3. People think I look like my mother’s side of the family, but people who say that haven’t seen my father’s side.

4. My dad died when I was just over two years old, and my mom died when I was 33. I haven’t been able to write her a post the way I did for my dad. Someday, I hope I’ll find it in me to do that.

5. I’ll watch anything with Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn, Jimmy Stewart, Rita Hayworth, Betty Grable, or Marilyn Monroe in it. Even their clunkers.

6. I’ve lived in hills, mountains, deserts, college towns, oil towns, and government towns. And only once have I ever lived somewhere that I couldn’t get to a river if I wanted one.

 7. I’m almost always in the middle of more than one book.

8. When I was little, I received Anne of Windy Poplars as a gift. It’s the fourth Anne of Green Gables book, and I hadn’t read the first three. To this day, I avoid reading books in a series out of order if I can help it (although part of my little-girl soul was soothed knowing that Anne would win out over Emily Clay for her Gilbert’s affection).

9. I taught school for five years to Navajo students both on and outside of the Navajo Nation, high school and college.

10. I rolled over my first car less than two months after I got it.

11. I live in Winnipeg, MB with my husband, a chess historian with a day job. Our house is a hundred years old and needs approximately 1127 things fixed at this writing. Don’t worry; this is not a home repair/design/diy blog and I will try to keep house chatter to a minimum. Or, you know, a moderate.

12. I dream of returning to a land where winter doesn’t mean the whole world is buried.

13. I once wrote an index for a family history. This doesn’t sound impressive unless I tell you there were eight Anguses (all different people with the same first and last name), six Murdochs, and twenty Johns. I still love indexing.

14. I married my husband in 2005. Sometimes I’m still pretty sure I’m living in the last three minutes of a John Hughes movie.

15. I don’t straighten my natural curls anymore.

16. My hummus vinaigrette will make you fall in love.

17. I really do drink eight glasses of water a day.

18. I skipped my college commencement. 

19. I can introduce myself in Navajo. It doesn’t sound as nice because I don’t have any Navajo clans, but: Shi ei Parmigiani nishli’, Pennsylvania Dutch bashischiin, Ukrainian da shicheii, doo French da shinali’.

20. I once had a vanity license plate. Not an odious one, but still.

21. Most of my food aversions are based on consistency.

22. I read a lot from the library, but if I really like a library book, I’ll buy my own copy. The last book I did this for was The Meaning of Night by Michael Cox The Magicians by Lev Grossman. 

23. I suck at Wordless Wednesday and always throw too many words in.

24. I cry a little inside when I see a gorgeous fine china teacup turned into a candle vessel.