I think I have mentioned my nickname here before, but I’ll say it again. Hello, my name is Crisis Christine and I am a Prepper. Now, don’t get me wrong…I don’t belong on NatGeo’s show “Doomsday Preppers”, but I will admit, I like the idea of being prepared. I am not afraid of a zombie apocalypse, a volcanic eruption, coronal mass ejections from the sun, or a massive earthquake. I do not lay awake at night worrying about possible life altering events and how I will keep my family safe. I do not think the world is going to end in December (or any other date some crazy prophet spits out) and I do not think we are going to be invaded by aliens.
I do, however, worry a little about the economy, Constitutional stomping laws, and Bigfoot. Okay, Bigfoot isn’t huge on my list, but I freak myself out when I’m in the woods. I am also a little scared of “paranormal” things. That’s right….ghosts. BUT, that doesn’t mean I’m a paranoid nutcase.
I DO believe in being ready in case of an emergency. I worry about the prices of gas and food skyrocketing out of control, and to be honest, some of my neighbors are a little creepy. I just want to make sure my kids are safe. I have being saving food and water, will be planting a garden, begin canning, and have purchased some survival guides, as well as first aid bags, water filters, and even a port-a-potty. Will you find me perched in a tree with an assault rifle ready to shoot anyone who tries to get to my food storage? Maybe. Will my kids be fed if for some reason we cannot get food? Yes.
I am totally okay with stocking up on toilet paper, sanitation supplies, flour, rice, beans, and sugar and getting a little ribbing from folks along the way. Yes, we have firearms, but they are locked away from snooping children, and they have been (and continue to be taught) the seriousness of handling firearms. We have a fire drill, a “meet-up” spot in case we are separated while evacuating, and we have talked about what to do if there is an intruder. My children are not scared and I refuse to scare them. They are aware.
I have not turned into a camo-wearing, gun toting, right-winged radical. I am a “getting my nails done”, wear heels on date night, help there’s a spider in the kitchen, kind of girl. I love to play outside, get dirty, hug people, drink wine, and read books. I will let a man open the door for me, and give him a dirty look if he doesn’t. I also love animals, pina coladas, dancing in the rain, and a long walk on the beach. I will (make no mistake,) I WILL load a semi-automatic weapon and point it at anyone or anything that threatens the well-being of my family. But really, the odds of that happening are pretty slim.
Hello, my name is Crisis Christine and I am totally okay with it! Now…time to make that hair appointment














































