Posts Tagged ‘Life’

My Story Pt. 1

I’ve decided to write an extended ‘about me’, because there’s so much more to my story than a paragraph and a picture. I hope you enjoy it. This is part one.

young me

I was born on July 4th, 1982 and to my extended families dismay – my parents named me Janaki. See, I was supposed to be Jessica – my parents led everyone to believe that would be my name when in fact my parents were part of the Hare Krishna group at the time and felt that giving me a Hindi name would be appropriate. In case you were curious, it’s pronounced JOHN-UH-KEY and no, I don’t go by any nicknames. Now that I’m married my name looks incredibly exotic, when in fact I am white as white can be. And I have a heck of time with getting people to remember my name… or even pronounce it correctly.


As you can probably imagine, growing up in a Hare Krishna community was nothing like growing up in a Christian church. I don’t remember much – except that we couldn’t eat any meat and the services were incredibly boring. I’ve seen a few pictures and have some vague memories of the temple but that’s the extent of it. By the time I was old enough to really start shaping opinions and memories our family was out of the Hare Krishna movement. My siblings and I were being shuttled off to church with my mother’s parents (free babysitting). This would be the church that shaped my faith (for better and worse), where I learned how to play the guitar, and where I would eventually meet and marry my husband.


Outside of the sunday school I attended, I lived in a secular world. My parents abandoned all idea of organized religion, and partied all night, every night. I have memories of lying awake for hours at night listening to them and 70’s rock music blaring in the house. I was blissfully unaware that this was abnormal. It wasn’t until I was in 7th or 8th grade did I realize that most kids went to bed before midnight. Despite my tumultuous home life I did very well in school. I started playing clarinet when I was 7 years old, and much to my mother’s dismay I was completely tone deaf (more on that later).


Through my very youngest years my ideas of spirituality and morality were balanced on two opposite ideas. Those of the Christian church, and those from my parents who had a disregard for religion and even to some extent, the law.

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In case you were wondering why the heck I haven’t updated this blog in about two weeks – the reasons are two-fold:

1. Church has been canceled due to inclement weather the last two Sundays. I’m not sure if I remember how to play music anymore.
2. I’ve been homebound due to the Portland Snowpocalypse (great name, whoever thought that up). Over a foot in our backyard as of this morning. It seems that when I have nothing to do, I do nothing productive. I can barely lift myself off the couch to make a decent meal.

Bryce and I did make it out of the house yesterday – first to check out the neighborhood and watch kids (and adults) sledding at the park. Most everyone was using garbage can lids and boxes. It was quite hilarious. Last night we walked up to Tom’s Pizza, which was closed. The only place open was a second-rate dive bar, but let me tell you, we were desperate.

While we were searching Lombard for anything open, we witnessed a car slide into a two foot pile of snow on the side of the street. The unchained, 80’s sedan was immediately stuck. A police car drove by and stopped to offer assistance. Unfortunately the cop asked the driver for license and insurance, but the driver had neither. Oops. The car got towed.

We’re stuck at home again, neither Bryce or I have a job to go to today. Plans include Videorama, Fred Meyers, and I’m about to make some serious breakfast sandwiches. And more coffee.

Here are some pictures from yesterday. It snowed 3″ last night, and still, it’s snowing more.

Margot hates it.

Bryce at Kenton Park

Ice on our tree

Lots of snow

I am freezing

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Thanks inProgress! I love any chance I can get to gripe. Here are 10 things I don’t enjoy:

1. Being late. Myself, or others.
2. Getting stuck behind someone going 10 miles under the speed limit.
3. Last minute changes to my schedule. I don’t deal well with on-the-fly situations. I’m boring like that.
4. Anytime I go to a breakfast potluck/function, everything has eggs in it. I know it’s not anyone’s fault I am allergic to eggs but it’s no fun eating bananas when everyone else is feasting.
5. Dishes, laundry, and all housework in general. I hate living in a dirty house, so I do it, but I complain the whole time. Just ask Bryce, he’ll tell you it’s true.
6. Taking things personally – I do it ALL THE TIME. Silly things, big things, I take it all personally. I wish I didn’t, and I’m working on it, but it stinks.
7. The fact I can’t get our PS3 to connect to the internet. Wired, wireless- I can’t get it to work.
8. Dieting.
9. Being cold.
10. And finally, people who complain. Ha!

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Getting in the Christmas Spirit

I’ve finally admitted to myself, and the world, that I am full of Christmas spirit. My husband however, is appalled by this fact, telling me (as I unpacked a bag of cinnamon pine cones) :

“You tricked me! If I would have known this five years ago, I never would have married you!”

Of course, he was joking. But he is very confused at the constant playing of Christmas music, decorations, and just general seasonal happiness I am radiating. I think he’s worried that I’m turning into my grandmother- literally she has THREE trees every year exploding with ornaments, a huge little town on cotton snow, mulitple nativity scenes, a four foot santa statue, and a ton more little trinkets dating back to the 1960s. It’s insane.

Here’s what I’ve got up so far- well within the realm of acceptability, right?

dog and tree

I am trying assure him that I still have some sense of taste left. He’s trying to deter me from hanging lights on our house, but I am going to sneak them on when he’s gone this evening. He he he. Or, I mean, Ho ho ho!

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