My name is Krista. Not to be confused with Kristin, Crystal, Kristina or Kris. No, it’s not short for anything. It’s Krista. Sound it out.

Born and raised in Wisconsin, and guess what? Still here. I only recently acquired a taste for beer, and yes, I do love cheese. Yes, it’s cold here in the winter. See also: of course I love the Brewers. And the Packers. And the Badgers. You have yourself a walking, talking Wisconsin cliché.

I’ll give you the CliffsNotes version of me, which, let’s be honest, is all you’re really looking for.

I run. Marathons. Half marathons. Around the neighborhood. Sometimes it’s awesome, other times, not so much. I’m a happy person. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve had my moments, but I’ve experienced moments and people and places I wouldn’t replace for anything. Once I was put in handcuffs for peeing in an alley. At 24 I got engaged. At 25 I got married. At 26 I got divorced. I’ve had heartbreak, bad jobs and new beginnings.

I’m a writer by nature, a journalist by education and have a career in public relations.

I’ve had this blog since November of 2005. If you read it like a book from my very first post to now, I’d be impressed, but don’t recommend it.

My name is Krista. Welcome.