Finding Krista

You know what sucks?  Trying to find cute clothes that fit my body.  I'm an extra curvy girl with boobs and a smaller waistline, so things that fit on top don't necessarily fit me on the bottom.  Not to regurgitate what every other blog about fashion says, but it's really hard finding cute, stylish clothes in my size.  Now I'm pretty proud of the fact that at my heaviest I wore a size 22 and I am down to a pretty solid 16 (sometimes 14 when I can discipline myself to eat better and do more exercising).  Still, I'm not a mainstream size, especially at the bust line.  I do a lot of online window shopping and since computers are evil beings that track what you search for, I started getting Facebook ads for a site called Gwynnie Bee .  I ignored them at first, as I do most ads, but one day they had a really cute dress on the ad and I thought, ok I'll check this out.   They offer a free 30 day trial of 1,2, or 3 items out at a time so I signed up.  Since I want to do

I've seen a few posts online where people are complaining about the New Year Resolution people who go to the gym for a week and then quit and how they're looking forward to getting their gym back.   This pisses me off.  I'm not skinny.  I've never been skinny.  But a few years ago I did make an effort to become a healthier woman.  I lost some weight and I've mostly maintained that loss.  But I haven't been great at the maintenance.  So I look at the new year as a chance to start over.  Wash it away and say, this year I'm going to try harder.  This might mean that I finally decided to use my gym membership that comes with my health insurance plan.  But if you look at me with derision, like I'm taking up your valuable space at "your" gym, then yeah, I'm probably not going to be inclined to come back after a week or so.  So maybe instead of being a smug a-hole about "your" gym, you should try and encourage that person who resolved

Welcome to 2014. 2013 was a hell of a year.  Not a great one, but not the worst year ever.  I had my share of ups and downs.  I had a tiny (massive) freak out at the beginning of last year because I kept feeling like I was supposed to set all of these goals and make shit happen, when in reality, all I wanted was to find a little peace.   And so, in my own little way, I did.  I finished a Goodreads challenge, which I started at 150 books, then as I realized I was going to smash through that pretty quickly, I re-set to 365.  I ended the year with a documented 375 books.  That's only the books I logged in as completed.  I read more, but I chose not to include short stories or novellas.  If it only took me 15 minutes to read it, it didn't make the log.  I'm doing it again this year and I may write about some of those here if the mood strikes. I didn't spend as much time as I wanted to with the boyfriend, but I did get three weeks with him.  I spent Spring Break playin