I have spent a lot of time being embarrassed about certain sections of my reading habits.  I have referred to romance novels as Treadmill Trash over and over again (yes, I like to read my kindle to distract myself while I run on the treadmill), but I’ve decided that this is my year to Woman Up and accept that I am just that into them. [For the record, I deleted a sentence up there describing the breadth of my reading habits.  You like reading about […]