Blogging huh...well alright...here goes! I'm Khristena! I'm a 29 year old, recently married, mother of a 9 year old boy. I work in a warehouse, at a desk for the moment, where we build truck parts. I love my job, I love my life and I love my family and friends. I don't really think I have a whole lot to blog about, but I guess we'll see where this takes us!

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