Diary of a Fickle White Woman

I've been at this for a week and I'm already in a funk. This blog thing may be short lived. I hope not, but I'd rather not write just for myself; however, if I'm bored with my writings, I can't imagine how my few readers feel. Ideally, this blog will gain readership and can be relatable for many. Of course it's nice to chronicle things about my life, but come on, I'm a student, life ain't that exciting yet. SO... Is there anything YOU guys would like me to write about?!?! I've been trying to think of something I can put a funny spin on, but writer's block has taken over. Suggestions/requests??? Suggestions/requests to abandon ship? Bueller? xoxo Mar Oh! I plan on incorporating pictures into my posts more often (hopefully that'll spice things up a smidge), but I haven't transfered them over from my old computer yet :) Image from Google Images

OK, first, only on the Florida/Alabama border would you find a sign in front of someone's house that reads "Impeach Obama". Hilarious and the only entertainment this drive has provided thus far. I'm not a long-drive car rider. There is nothing I enjoy about it and it just brings back horrible memories of getting car sick as a kid. But, surprisingly, this drive hasn't been too bad. Six hours in and though I'm incredibly bored (although I'm taking over the wheel in a few), I'm not to the point of going insane quite yet. The old man and I have had a couple disagreements, but nothing major. He's a great man, it's not that I dislike him, and he has many positive qualities, but he's from a small town in southern Indiana and was born in the 40's. Let's just say "openminded-ness" isn't his strong point(if you catch my drift), thus the cause of MANY arguments. But we're gettin' on just fine, thank goodness. Hope y'...

My hilarious blogger buddy, Helene , (I can call you my blogger buddy, right? RIGHT?!?!) managed to find 5 positive things about this week (as part of the Feel Good Friday Challenge ) even though her week consisted of one of her two year olds eating a lizard and one of her four year olds saying the three words no mother ever wants to hear: "I HATE YOU!". I decided to partake in the challenge, although y'all know where I've been all week, so this wasn't too challenging. Helene, if I could fly to CA and give you a break from the kids, I would! Anyway, here's five fabulous things from the week... 1. I escaped the nasty cold and snow of the Midwest and upgraded to warm, sunny skies and the ocean breeze. 2. I lost weight!! 3. I heard from a friend that I haven't talked to in probably 7 months. 4. I've kept at this blog for a whole week and so far, so good! 5. I managed to spend a week with just my father and not get into a major argument. Seeing that we DO ...

In no particular order... 1. You're walking for exercise, working up a sweat, when, all of a sudden, you're passed by a woman who is pregnant and appears to be 7 months along and is running faster than a cheetah. 2. Your "fat" jeans are suddenly too tight. 3. Your 4 year old cousin tells you every time he sees you, "Mawianne, you have a BIIIIIIG booty!". 4. Your body is starting to resemble a cheeseburger (round, dimply, etc.) and the phrase, "You are what you eat" suddenly makes way too much sense. 5. You have to start looking at the morbidly obese to be able to say "Well, at least I don't have that much weight to lose".** 6. The mother of three you babysit for uses you so she can train for a marathon. While at her house, you eat all the left over Halloween candy. 7. You live in workout clothes. Not because you hit the gym so frequently, but because those are the only clothes that have enough give and don't cut off your circulati...

Creative title, huh? Anyhoo, I've mentioned briefly that I currently volunteer in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit at one of the local hospitals. I absolutely, positively, 1000% LOVE IT! There is no doubt that it is a heart-wrenching place to be, but it has made me fully confident with my decision to attend nursing school and ultimately pursue a job as a NICU RN (I'll elaborate on my decision to go to nursing school in a future post). I try to spend eight hours a week at the hospital and have created a rapport with many of the nurses and the unit reps. The NICU is the top NICU in the state of Indiana and it would be a dream to be able to work there as a student nurse and eventually be hired in as a full-time RN. Of course working there wouldn't get me out of Indiana and to the warm climate I so very much desire, but we'll cross that hurdle when and if the day should come. I've been there for the delivery of triplets and quadruplets, I've seen the tiniest of tiny...

I ran away from Indiana. Booked a flight, packed my bags, and hopped on a plane headed straight for the beach on Sunday morning. And let me tell you, it was the BEST decision. I'm only here for six days, but it will be a glorious six days. Where is here? Siesta Key, Florida, of course. My home away from home. My favorite place in the world (next to Hawai'i, that is). Somewhere I have had the privilege of going to every summer for the past 20 years. And according to the fam back home, it's been snowing and in the 20s the past few days. Good decision, indeed. It has also been a realization (actually, probably more like an affirmation) that I am SO much happier where the sun is always shining, the weather is at least somewhat warm year around, and I can look out my window and see cornucopia of tropical plants that wouldn't survive one winter's night in the God forsaken state I've called home for the past (almost) 23 years. Oh, and the ability to walk to the beach a...

Oy. Where to begin. Dieting is something I should do, and yet the whole process makes me want to DIE. In May 2007 (after I returned from my semester in Hawai'i) I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS) and insulin resistance. The treatment, at the time, was to continue birth control and take Adipex, to help take off the unexplained 30 pounds I gained in 6 months. Oh Adipex, how I loved thee. It's basically FDA approved speed. Ritalin on crack. Hello metabolism, goodbye appetite. I returned to school in Ohio in August a lovely 30 pounds lighter and feeling so much better about myself. Like any good temporary anorexic will tell you, the weight comes back. I didn't eat for 4 months, went back to college, had a few drinks one weekend and woke up 20 pounds heavier. Fast forward two years and I'm now up 45 pounds (15 higher than the previous 30 I gained and lost) from when I graduated high school. In all honesty, I don't expect to get back to that weight ev...

Well since I'm pretty much writing to myself, about myself, and am pretty sure I'm the only one reading this, I might just get bored with myself again and neglect this little blog thing, but here goes. Today's thoughts: 1. Massachusetts voting Red may or may not be a sign of the apocalypse. Or, at the very least, hell just froze over. Regardless, Ted Kennedy most certainly rolled over in his grave last night. 2. Winter in Indiana is not something I will EVER get used to. Twenty two years of living in middle America and I still ask myself daily, "Why the hell haven't you busted out, yet?". I could've been lying on the beaches of Waikiki, sipping mai tais, and watching sexy surfers for the past 3 years (as in, I should've stayed after my 4 months at Chaminade University--- poor life decision, at it's best, y'all.) 3. Ummm... Heidi Montag (that goon from The Hills that married that total loser Spencer Pratt)... WTF? Unfortunately for you, you went...