Finding Krista

I've learned that I can still share parts of myself that I thought were off limits. I've learned that writing helps me immensely. I've learned that I've got some pretty talented friends who also write blogs! I've learned that I'm probably a bit narcissistic because I kind of love talking about myself :) I've learned that the creative process definitely takes time, and a lot more when you're out of practice! This has been fun...I don't know that I will continue to be a daily blogger, but I will be at least once a week on my other blog (Stuck In the Clouds, in case you're wondering!). There are other writing challenges to be tackled though and I am sure I will find one of those so I can continue rather than just ramble about randomness.

I hate this picture. I look so fat in it. Not that I didn't know I wasn't skinny, but my face and arms look so big. I have extra chin, which isn't cute when you have no neck like I do. This was Christmas 2009. 2009 was not a good year for Krista. It was emotionally draining, and a lot of trying to figure myself out and where I wanted to go in my life. This was the year I was truly alone. Despite the yo-yo that my ex was trying to keep me on, towards the end of the year I was really ready to move on and make the best life I could. By the end of 2009, I'd recently met the rebound guy, and things were starting to turn around. Enter Christmas, 2010. While I am still not the size I want to be, I am working my way down. The great thing is in this picture, you can see by my face alone how much is gone. And I have some nice curves developing again. 2010 was the year of Krista. The year I finally made life what it should have been all along. I had been living with my grandpare...

So why did I even start this thing again? I think I explained this in my first post, but I'll reiterate it. I used to write a lot, for fun. Now it seems all I do is write for work, and while I can sometimes be creative there, it's still somewhat restrictive in the way I have to word things to comply with statutes and caselaw and rules of civil procedure. And I find when I am at work, I do better with the structure as opposed to creative license. A very good friend of mine is a writer, and he inspired me to consider writing again. Not specifically this challenge, but I started to write essays to myself, which I'll probably never share. But then, after Geoff and I got together I realized there were going to be a lot of lonely nights. So when I saw a few friends on Facebook post that they were doing the challenge, I thought why not? It's great creative exercise, and it's turned into something even better! Now I'm part of a blogging project with 6 other women and it...

This one seems kind of like it's asking for trouble here... Good thing I only have good things to say!! I know, I know, I keep going back to the rough couple of years I had but I won't ever be able to explain how much my friends helped me get through it. Every single one contributed to getting me back on my feet again and helping me learn how to be happy again. My best friends are amazing women. But I've already blogged about them...So I'll mention a few extra people and why I adore them. My friend Alberto, sort of like the big brother I never had, can come off as a bit intimidating but I can't ever thank him enough for the male perspective he's shared with me over these many years we've known one another. I met him in our Into to Paralegalism class, in which he mostly slept while I took copious amounts of notes. He made a comment in class one day (a rare occasion that he was awake) about being in a band, and I (in a very out of character moment for ...

Wow - I can't believe how close to being over this challenge actually is... So what's in my bag? Always my wallet, stuffed with everything I need to survive, including my passport. Usually random receipts from some shopping adventure or another. Lip gloss (Strawberry Lip Smackers). And a pen if neeeded. Usually my camera but if I am leaving the house, then definitely my phone. Keys, can't forget those! Gum, pretty much always. I have a small obsession with having gum in my purse just in case. And I still keep a Hot Wheel in there on the weekends in the event I am out somewhere with my son and he need to be amused for a minute. Although, I do need a new purse soon...anyone having a purse party?

This one could get rough. It takes a long time to realize that your parents are just people too. They're not infallible. They don't have all the answers, even though as children, we expect they know everything. As much as we can try to blame them for the way we are, we have to recognize that they are the way they are because some one shaped them that way too. To my mom, I'm glad we're closer now that we've ever been. I've never thought of you as that day to day mom that made dinner and kept the home running smoothly. You're not that kind of woman. When things fall apart, you are the one I will turn to. You are the crisis queen. You listen and don't judge and help put things into perspective. We had some very rough years when I was younger, but I've come to really understand why and in reality, those things shaped me into becoming the stronger than I think I am woman that I am today. I think we've clashed because we were simply too similar for our...

Top three things that I crave - because I can't limit myself to just one thing! A Russelrita...So yummy. And dangerous, sweet so you don't feel like you are drinking anything, then all of the sudden you are bare handed grabbing snow and throwing it at people! More time with this guy. Sleeping on the recliner or not. Just more time, and much less distance. Miss him ridiculously every day. Cupcakes! All kinds, all frosting flavors, just cupcakes. I make some really awesome ones, but sometimes I just want to enjoy some one else doing the work! This one is short because I am in a crabby mood today. Just found out that I'm not getting #2 as soon as I had anticipated, so I may replace that with a huge bottle of wine instead.