Hello! Welcome! THIS is the text for the about page. And, being the about page, I am required herein to (at least pretend to) discuss the who, what and why for of this site. It is an unwritten blog rule. Those who break the rules are subject to stoning with particularly strong smelling spam. Or so I hear.
So, hello again! I’m Kerri (Anne) Ladish.
On your average day, I look mostly like this:

When I’m deliriously happy and slightly out of frame, I look mostly like this:

(I’m the one on the right.)
I started this online endeavor on Thursday, June 24th, 2004, as a way of keeping myself consistently writing, and as an attempt to be even mildly entertaining and articulate on a semi-regular basis. The jury is still out on those initial intentions. I’m simultaneously thrilled and frightened that I’ve been maintaining this site, and the content herein, (mostly) consistently for FOUR years.
Since the genesis of this site, much has happened. State migration has occurred, little sisters have been married, karaoke cherries have been popped, multiple trips to Alabama have been wrought, pugs have been added to the family, Peet’s coffee has been correctly spelled, and correctly consumed, hair colors have changed (a few times), mysteries of the universe have been pondered.
Also, as of July 9th 2006, I am was engaged! To this handsome fellow. You can read the story here. It’s a pretty good story. You know, in my completely unbiased opinion. You can also read about how we met through our respective websites many years ago here, and here. I like that story, too.
Our wedding date: June 23, 2007. April 5, 2008 April 12, 2008. September 21! 2007. The wedding is going to be was tiny. And on the Oregon Coast. And perfect. It was a mock-elopement, if you will. And, we will. (And no, I’m not pregnant.) You can see all of the pictures I’ve uploaded from the trip and day of vow-taking here.
As to some general specifics of me, a few years back I graduated from college with a BA in English Literature and Sociology. I think in RealWorldSpeak that degree translates to me being destined to be destitute for the rest of my natural-born life, stuck writing prolific prose on napkins picked up from the tables I wait. On the contrary, and thankfully, since graduating I haven’t had any trouble finding myself perpetually employed. Unless you count those months I spent living in a van down by the river.
In the past few years I have perused the non-profit sector of things, type of work including: grant-writing, patient services representing, website maintaining, development director assisting, bartending, being really really ridiculously good looking.*
I love being barefoot, finding sand in my pockets, making lists, the Realist and Naturalist movements in American Literature, buying hand-made notebooks, throwing a frisbee at my little sister, being immersed in water, keeping my nose stuck in a book, mailing cards, Priest Lake, rain on my head, singing in the car, and telling horrible pun-laden jokes. My family and support network make me happy, and make me feel incredibly blessed on a daily basis.
If I ruled the world you would be able to have at least two “selves,” one of which could be reading at all times, thus providing me with ample time to read Moby-Dick once a week. Also, water would refill itself in your glass, The Soup would be a required daily staple, I would be able to do long-division in my head, and every person on the planet would be happy in their own skin. I someday plan to visit London, own a dog named Atticus Finch, and remember how to speak French.
*Making playful reference to “Zoolander.” If you didn’t smirk, or have no idea what I’m talking about, PLEASE, I beg of you, rent and watch that movie. Or email me. I’ll mail you a copy. I’m helpful like that.
If, after all of that, you still want to know more about the girl behind the blog?
Some questions I answered this one time: Everything? OK, I’ll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam; in fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max’s toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play.
What I like about you me! Am I That Transparent? I Want You. I Need You. Oh, Baby, Oh, Baby.
New here, and don’t know where to start? Here are some of my personal favorites:
Silent And Still At The Center
And The People Who Left Me Keep Keep Asking Me When I’m Coming Back To Town, Part One of Three
Next Time I’m Letting My Sister Choose Our Lunchtime Festivities