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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Tag, I'm it!

Posted by Christine

Well, okay. My turn. Five things about moi....

1. I took a man and a cat and drove across America in a Volkswagen Bug seeking stardom in the Big Apple. The man was my first husband. The cat was named Alice. She was a very strange cat. And after that trip, believe me, stranger still. We settled in Brooklyn to start our climb to the top. It was…a fine life experience. I’ll say that much for it. My big moment in the Big Apple? I starred in The Importance of Being Earnest in a church in Flatbush. I played Gwendolyn and got to say my favorite all-time line from a play. “I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.” Thank you, Oscar Wilde.

2. My maiden name is Smith. Chris Smith. That’s the first real me. My dad’s name? Tom. My mom tells a funny story about checking into a hotel right after they were married under the names Mr. and Mrs. Tom Smith. The clerk looked at them like, Oh right. Sure you are. And then there was my first really cool doll that wasn’t a baby doll. She was a big doll, at least two feet with silky brown hair and gorgeous pink skin and big blue eyes with long lashes. I was about two. My mom said, “A doll like this needs a special, special name.”

And I said. “Ummm…Smith.” So that was my gorgeous doll’s name: Smith. At least through kindergarten, I thought Smith was a truly glamorous name. And I still love it, to tell the truth. It’s one of those names where you’re always going to find other people who have the same name as you. And I like that. I do.

3. I met my husband at a Parents Without Partners discussion group. He had a son and so did I. But I never dreamed we might hook up. I thought he despised me. He was so serious—except when he was funny. Really funny, a wit sharp enough to cut. Deep. He talked about things like personal responsibility and how we can’t change other people, only ourselves and if our marriages didn’t work, blaming the spouse was not going to make our next relationship any better. He would level those ice-blue eyes on me and I would think, okay, well, yeah. I guess I could use a little personal growth. Or maybe a lot. But this a**hole. Him I could just kill. And then, one evening, he called me and…asked me out. We went to dinner and walked down by the Sacramento River. We talked until dawn. Shared our first kiss. I found out how sweet and tender he could be. How he listened. And then there were those really muscular arms and big shoulders…
I knew he was the love of my life that night. I was right.

4. I was once a really good coffee shop waitress. Yes, all right. It’s something of a cliché, the struggling actress spending her lunch hour in duty shoes. That was me. I lived the classic waitress/actress cliché. I worked at the Riss Restaurant (among other fast-paced venues) on the Upper East Side and I could deal ‘em off the arm with the best of them. It’s one tough job, waitressing. You’ve got to be fast and efficient and smart and know how to prioritize. And smile while you do it, if you want to make good tips. When I started making a living as a writer, I hung up my duty shoes for good. But I still have those dreams where I’m workin’ the lunch rush and I haven’t got a clue what I’m doing, and can’t keep up. It’s almost as bad as the dreams where I’m back in college and it’s finals week and I suddenly realize I’ve got a class I’ve never bothered to attend… EEEK!

5. I was a crystal runner. Twice, I drove cross-country from LA to Arkansas and back in a Chrysler New Yorker name Hal. It was a while ago. I would go with my friend, Deborah Lou. She owned the New Yorker and had named it Hal because it was one of those talking cars. You know, “Your door is open.” And “Please fasten your seatbelt.” Sounded just like a certain computer named Hal in a very old movie, 2001, A SPACE ODYSSEY. This was back when quartz crystals were all the rage for healing and channeling energy. Deborah Lou would get them from the crystal mines in Arkansas and bring them back to LA to sell to…well, I forget exactly who she sold them to. But those trips were really fun.

And I know that Kate (Did mention Vote For Kate? Well I am now: Vote For Kate.) has put off her five things until next week. But I figure this tagging thing is viral, right? We should spread it around. So I’m tagging my fellow OK Outlaw, Blaze author Jill Monroe, because I get a real kick out of her blog, Off the Keyboard.

And I’m also tagging you. Won't you please post at least one interesting thing about you in comments? Because you are so the best!

16 Comments:

At 8:27 AM, Blogger Susan Mallery said...

Chris--I'm soooo impressed. Interesting stuff. Some I knew, but the crystal running? What fun. What great trips.

I always knew you'd married a sweetie, so thanks for sharing that. I hope you'll be together forever...well into your waning years! ;)

 
At 8:54 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Susan, XOXOXO.

Well, except for the "waning years" remark. Not going there on that one.

I mean, since that will be so very looooong from now...

Mwahaha.

 
At 8:54 AM, Anonymous Kim said...

ok, I accept the tag...

I met my husband on my 18th birthday--my friends had given me a party--and we ran out of "beverages" we went to the mens dorm to find some guys that we knew that were old enough to get us some more "beverages"....there was a gaggle of about 8 of us...I was bringing up the rear...as it was my birthday, I had been partaking of more beverages than my gal pals!

I digress...we encountered a group of guys in the hallway of the 9th floor of the dorm...a cute guy steps out and asks "what are you ladies doing here"...I proclaim "It's my 18th birthday!" He kissed me--and as they say...

the rest is history...

We have been together since that day 23 years ago, and will celebrate our 19th wedding anniversary in March of next year.

It hasn't always been smooth, but it has always been interesting.

Have a great day ladies.

Kim

 
At 9:00 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Kim, I love that story! Made me giggle and brought a tear to my eye.

And um, pass the, er, beverages...

 
At 9:03 AM, Blogger Maureen Child said...

Kim, that was a great story! sigh... like a romance novel!!

Chris..You've got some good ones there. The crystal runner thing belongs in a book, you know that, right?

I too was once a waitress (though not in NYC) in Downey, CA. I lasted 3 days before the owner begged me to quit. It was, are you ready?? The Loa Loa coffee shop, home of the Nui Nui burger!!

 
At 9:18 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Nui Nui. Hmmm. Well. Now, that brings an interesting image to mind...

Oh, my Maureenie!

 
At 10:36 AM, Blogger Christie Ridgway said...

Kim: So, he had you at the hello kiss?

Chris: I had no idea what a crystal runner was. I'm so glad you cleared that up because for a moment I was wondering about your confession and the statute of limitations...

Christie

 
At 10:48 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Christie, LOL! And as you see. Totally innocent.

More Mwahahas.

 
At 3:34 PM, Blogger Kate Carlisle said...

Aw, sweet story about you and the DH!

I was never a waitress, but I worked the salad counter in a cafeteria once upon a time? Close? Not really? I guess not, since I didn't have to carry all those plates stacked up my arms like you did. That takes amazing dexterity!

 
At 7:33 PM, Blogger Christyne Butler said...

Hi all,

First...congrats to you Kate on reaching the next stage an ATIII!!

Something interesting about me...

well, back in my early 20's I was a waitress...for one day at Pizza Hut. And one day was enough. I've been a great tipper ever since.

Oh, and I sold my first ms today to Samhain Publishing so I am floating ten feet off the ground!

 
At 9:27 PM, Blogger Kate Carlisle said...

Christyne, that's fantastic news!! Wow, you must be so thrilled!!

Thanks for the congrats! And thanks for sharing your great news with us!!

 
At 5:35 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Christyne, yay! Congrats, congrats! Float, baby, and do that happy dance.

There's nothing so wonderful as a first sale! Double-yay!

And I happen to know that Maureen is a great tipper, too. Interesting how ex-waitresses always are.

And did I say, yay!!!!

 
At 7:09 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Christyne - Congrats on your sale.

Something interesting about me - I first met my husband about 2 years before we started dating. We met at a New Year's Eve Party in Chicago. At the time, I was living in Michigan and he was living in Milwaukee, he called and asked me out afterwards and I told him, I would never move to Milwaukee, so thanks but no thanks. About 14 months later, I took a new job in a suburb of ... you guessed it Milwaukee. I met him again the following December, he was somewhat flirty, but wary - I wasn't feeling well, so before I left I asked if he wanted my number or not as I was going home. A bumpy 2 1/2 years later we were married.

Cady

 
At 7:30 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Cady, would this fall under the heading "Never say Never?" I love it. See, in RNR (Romance Novel Reality), once you said no because you'd never move to Milwaukee, you two were fated.

And scoffers are always trying to say Romance novels aren't true...

Hah!

 
At 8:48 AM, Blogger Jill Monroe said...

Chris - I have taken up the challenge and now have my tag on my blog. It was agonizing and fun all at the same time.

Loved reading about how you met your dh!

 
At 9:59 AM, Blogger Christine Rimmer said...

Hey, Jill. Popping over there right now!

 

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