Kristen Marie

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Industry Museums or Libraries
Occupation Historian
Location Texas by way of Tennessee, United States
Introduction I am my own person. You will know that the minute you meet me. I have my own way to get things done and I tend to be different from the rest. I like it. I am a transplanted Yankee living in the South. I realize now you can have roots and you can have wings. I wear cowboy boots every day matched with a Yankees baseball cap and consider it "my staple outfit." I love and studied history with a Master's Degree in Museum Management. I store books in my oven and drink coffee straight from the pot. I'm a tomboy with a love for Tiffany's. For about 162 days a year my life revolves around baseball. I eat, sleep, breathe and live it. If I could make a living out of that alone- I would. And believe me... I tried. Volunteering with the Red Cross as a first responder is my passion. I fancy myself in a red vest and face mask. But when I take a break from fighting with treadmills and recovering from sugar highs- you'll find me in the trenches getting muddy... And talking about my Yankees. Always Pay it Forward and Never Forget.
Interests volunteering, history, sarcasm, napping, reading, listening to music- a lot of music, eating frosting, my friends, drinking coffee, watching movies, making up excuses as to why I can't work out, happy hour, and last but not least: YANKEES BASEBALL.
Favorite Movies Breakfast at Tiffany's, 42, Pearl Harbor, Steel Magnolias, Saturday Night Fever, Sixteen Candles, A League of their Own, Coal Miner's Daughter, Beauty and the Beast, Hope Floats, Man in the Moon, Trouble with the Curve, Bridesmaids, For the Love of the Game
Favorite Music Keith Whitley, Chris Young, Loretta Lynn, Don Williams, Johnny Cash, Garth Brooks, Miranda Lambert, Waylon Jennings, Patsy Cline, Crystal Gayle, old school George Strait, and all true country. And Kelly Clarkson... yes.
Favorite Books Little House on the Prairie series, Triangle, Little Women, Bedford Boys... how do I finish this list when I actually store books in my oven?

Please come up with a more appropriate name for the ringtoe:

The toe that the Vietnamese women judge as they scrub my feet and pray that the 30-minute pedicure is over fast and that they don't have to ever touch again. And for the record, when you talk in your language to one another while scrubbing my little piggies, you are NOT talking about how beautiful I am. So don't go there.