Saturday, January 30, 2010

Lacking inspiration

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.


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

Are we there yet???

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'all are having a wonderful week and you aren't a victim of the nasty winter storm a large portion of the country suffered.

God Bless,

Friday, January 29, 2010

Feel Good Friday

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 NOT get along, this is quite the feat. Fingers crossed the 16 hour drive back home we start tomorrow doesn't make me throw myself in the way of a semi. If you don't hear from me for a while... check the obituaries in the Indianpolis Star hahah ;)

If you want to join in on the fun, hop on over here and join the challenge!

And blogger won't let me upload the cute little Feel Good Friday graphic, so go to her website and see it for yourself!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

10 Reasons to get your a** to the gym

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 circulation.
8. The people you graduated high school with a short four years ago don't recognize you anymore. (Although, I will freely admit, I was never the popular one--thank God-- and never partied, so seeing me at a bar feeling good probably isn't what they'd expect)
9. The trainer you've used a couple times a week for over a year has watched you manage to GAIN weight.
10. Said trainer suggests you see his therapist to figure out why you don't have enough will power to turn down a box of Fannie May's and chug a protein shake instead.

**I'm not making fun of morbidly obese; I feel horrible for anyone who gets to that point and admire those who take on the challenge of losing it all. But a fact is a fact and we all compare ourselves and our bodies to those of other people.


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 babies be all-stars and go home healthy and happy, and I've seen the scary, hectic side of the NICU where the life of a preemie is never predictable and things can go from wonderful to terrifying in a split second. It's far from roses and lollipops, but the success stories make it all worth it. And the fact that I basically go in and get to cuddle with cutest little nuggets makes it worth it, too. It's not a place where everyone would or could work, but it's definitely the place for me.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Rollin' with the foagies!

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 and see where the sky and ocean meet certainly has its benefits. It's like Prozac, without the possible side effects. There is something so calming and peaceful about the sounds of the ocean waves crashing and the palms rustling in the wind. Needless to say, the Midwest, as wonderful as it is (especially in the summer), just isn't my cup of tea.

And I feel so much healthier. I'm more inclined to eat veggies and fruits, the fresh seafood never gets old, and the heat is doing wonders for my fibromyalgia pain (yea, I have fibro too, another story for another day). So much so, that I looked to see what nursing programs are in the area. Unfortunately, they have more prereq requirements and I'm ready to get the show on the road. BUT the local hospital has the best NICU in the area, and the NICU is exactly where I want to work, so that's definitely a plus (I'll blog about my volunteering experience in the NICU soon ;) ) and a move to the Sarasota/Siesta Key area within the next two years is quite probable. WOOHOO, plans for the future, LOVE it!

Until then, I'm going to enjoy my time here, with all the old foagies who drive as slow as they walk and dread going home. What's the weather like in your area??? Apparently 3/4 of the nation is drowning in rain or snow and unusually low temps... global warming my ass.

Images are my own of Siesta Key Beach, Florida

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

There's a reason they are called DIEts

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 ever; I grew two full inches in college, I have an athletic build, and now I do weight training with a trainer so I have a decent amount of muscle (though the fat is temporarily hiding it). But I need to lose at least 30 pounds (I'm 5'9", so I'm not trying to weigh 130, but I'm not trying to pretend 190 is healthy either). I FINALLY convinced my family doctor to refer me to an endocrinologist. Test results show my insulin levels jumped an astounding 13 points in two years. My glucose levels are borderline diabetic. So you see, I NEED to diet. But the task of having to put such an immense amount of thought into what I eat is so daunting, that, at this point, 4 months after I met the endocrinologist, I am sabotaging myself. To the point that I've gained a couple more pounds. And it's not that I don't enjoy healthy food, I eat it plenty of it. But I use food to cope with my feelings. It is my drug of choice, and being told to limit my carb and sugar intake to as little as possible is like denying a hooker a trick. It just doesn't go over well. That and the fact that my crap eating habits I've had my whole life has destroyed my metabolism. I don't consume enough calories in a day, and I rarely have, yet I'm overweight. My body holds onto every last morsel, thus, packing on the pounds.

But, alas, it's a new year and I vow to take control of my body. I want nothing more in life than to be able to have children some day (in the far future, when I've met the man of my dreams and am married). PCOS is one of the leading causes of infertility in women. Obesity is too. On top of that, infertility/miscarriages plagued my mother and her mother. The odds are certainly stacked against me, something my Ob/gyn has discussed with me numerous times. So at 22, it's now or never. I have to grab this demon by the horns and show it who's boss. I have to do this if I want to have the future working with me instead of against.

8 months later... maybe this time I'll stick to it...

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 from a beautiful 23-year-old to a freakishly fake 43-year-old. Someone needs to learn that 'less is more' and more is just, well, scary. And your new DDD tahtah's may make you spontaneously combust.

4. Which moron at Girl Scouts of America thought selling cookies in January was a good idea? Don't they know we all vow to eat healthier, lose those extra pounds and workout daily come January 1?!?! Knock on my door in October, then we will talk.

5. I babysat 10 hours today. I know most who know me consider me to be a professional babysitter, but never have I babysat so much, so frequently. I'm regularly doing 5 days a week. Obviously this much experience teaches me a thing or two about parenting. Today was no different. Note to self: responding to incessant whining with whining does work. Sure, they look at you like you've gone off the deep end (and maybe I have), but it at least makes them STOP WHINING for a solid 5 minutes. Music to the ears.

6. I came home to find these super fancy (so technical, I know) ear phones on the counter. I ask how much they cost and am told "I got them for $80 off." ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?! Obviously I retorted, "Oh, so you got them for free, sweet." False, they still cost $100. SERIOUSLY? These things better clean your ears and massage your scalp at the same time for that kind of price. Suffice it to say, I am perfectly content with the ear buds Apple throws in with the purchase of a new iPod, thank you very much.

7. HAITI. Where do I begin? My heart is completely broken. I am overwhelmed with the devastation that has happened to a country that had so little in the first place. I wish, more than anything, I were at a point in my life where I could go down and do aid, take in a child or two, donate more than a small amount of money, anything! I'm so proud of all those out there stepping up and doing their part. Now if only they would also carry out those good deeds for the needy on our own soil.

8. My thoughts couldn't be more scattered if I tried. If any one is reading this and you think I should stick with my day job and abandon blogging, please chime in. In all honesty, I'm really just trying to make use of my journalism degree as I have no plans to put it to use in the real world. If you think steering clear of journalism was a wise decision because my writing makes you want to scream, do tell.
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