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{March 30, 2013}   Playing Scattergories!

I am sure I have done this in the past before but I saw this again on Lafemmeroar’s blog and I decided to do it again! 🙂

Answer the following by using the first letter of your first name: Sharon

A Song Title: “Sexy and I know it” by LMFAO (There was a guy on “The Voice” that did this slowed down version of the song that sounded awesome! I found the video on YouTube to share so have a listen!)

A Color: Silver! My favorite kind of jewelry! 🙂

A Place: San Antonio, Texas

A Store: Safeway

A Street Name: Santa Monica Boulevard

A Famous Female Celebrity: Sharon Stone

A Famous Male Celebrity: Samuel L. Jackson

A Band Name: Seether

A Drink: Sprite

A Boy Name: Shawn

A Girl Name: Sapphira 🙂 <—future baby name

A Hybrid Car: Saturn and a Solaris? (making up my own!) A Sataris!

A Boring Food: Succotash (which I’ve never tried)

Something found in the bathroom: Soap

Something found outside: Sun

Something you wear: Sandals 🙂

A TV Show Title: “So you think you can dance?” -one of my favs.!

A Movie Title: “Sex and the City”

A Holiday: St. Patrick’s Day

Something you find in the kitchen: Spoon

A Job Title: Soap Opera Star

A State: South Dakota

A Famous Landmark: Statue of Liberty

A Notorious Person: Sonny Bono

A Mood: Sad

A Weapon of Choice: Scythe 😉

Something you shout: “Sharon!”…at least if you’re my husband! LOL

Reason for being late: Slept in

Book Title: “Seduced by Innocence” by Kimberly Kinrade! 🙂



{January 19, 2012}   The Game of Life

In the Game of Life, there are winners and losers, but unlike in the board game of Life, who is a winner and who is a loser is more a matter of opinion than what number you land on or what career you choose. We all are born and we all will die, those are the two certainties we have. What happens between one’s birth and one’s death is truly a gamble.

Games, though. This is what I would like to reflect on. Around the holidays, I started thinking on this topic quite a lot. I am a lover of board games. Sitting with family and friends and playing them seems like a nostalgic way of spending time together and having fun. I feel like people don’t play board games enough these days. They are good old fashioned fun, aren’t they? But then you throw in competition and things can get crazy.

I’m all for a little competition, games wouldn’t be fun if you didn’t at least TRY to win, but I guess I’ve been a little naive all my life. You see, I had old fashioned parents who taught me at a young age that playing games are for fun and it’s “Not whether you win or lose, it’s HOW you play the game.” If you play a game, trying your best and not cheating and then you lose, you can be a good sport, congratulate the winner and move on, knowing you did your best and you had fun, right? I definitely was taught not to cheat, because who wants to be the winner when inside they knew it was because they cheated?

Well, there goes my naivety. I seem to have been caught in this la la happy land where everyone else has the same attitude about games. I was reminded that there are people who were taught that winning matters and losing makes you a failure, basically. My first thought at hearing this attitude is, “How sad!” I can’t imagine growing up and feeling like a failure every time I lost. I guess I got lucky, because heaven knows, I sucked at sports pretty much. When it comes to those kind of games, I would be numero uno at failing. Board games, I loved. I’ve always been book smart so brainy games were good for me and games of luck and chance make it equal for all! If you know anything about my childhood, you know I was bullied constantly though, so I already had the “feeling like a failure” thing down pat. Anymore of feeling like a failure and I can say with almost 100% certainty, I would probably not be here to blog today. Morbid? Yes, but honest.

So I experienced a hard core competitor for the first time. Ok, so I have obviously met people that were competitors but this was like the grand poobah of them all. Ugh, hard core competitor/king of the braggarts. NOT fun, not fun at all. So…what happens when a nice girl who just wants to have fun is paired with someone who just wants to win? Well, interesting results for sure.

At first, I kept my good spirits and overlooked the bragging, knowing I had fun, so who cares, right? Then, it started to get to me. You know how when someone yawns and then suddenly everyone does? Well, it was like that, the competitive spirit and the bragging got to me. I could feel it changing me and making me CARE about winning. I came up with a game I for sure could win and challenged the competitor. I won, but the competitor seemed to not even consider it a real game amongst all the other games. No surprise there, right?

As time went on, I could feel myself turning into a braggart back whenever I won something and trying to rub it back in his face. When I lost, the brags from the competitor got to me like never before and I found myself enraged and upset. But days after the games ended, cooler heads prevailed and I realized what had happened. I let someone make me feel inferior without my consent, basically. I had been taught about the true meaning of games, yet, I let someone make me blind to that truth. I hate this fact and I want it never to happen again.

Which, could be why, I have had such a strong reaction to sports fans lately. My husband is a huge sports fan with his favorite teams and I just root for whoever he roots for…but on the sidelines…in the other room…watching something else. I have friends that have their own favorite teams and some of them clash with my husbands. Men like to brag about their teams and bash the other teams and somehow, they can still laugh about it and remain friends. Maybe this is why I’m not good with sports. If my friends were constantly dogging my favorite shows and books, etc., I would be upset and hurt. My friends don’t have to like everything I like, but if they know I like something, the least they could do is show respect, right? Which is why I don’t get sports games and I don’t get how fans get mad when their team loses and bash the other teams to make up for it. As I recently remarked on my Facebook, it reminds me of the childish behavior I saw in elementary when a little girl would get upset and take it out on everyone else. It just seems immature to me.  But maybe it’s just a guy thing, who knows?

I have decided that I may never understand this intense need to win above everything else OR the need to bash others because your team did bad, and I think that’s ok. Maybe I’m not meant to understand. I’m fine with the way I look at games….Board games, Video games, Sports games, etc. In the big scheme of life, it makes no difference whether you win or lose in games……it’s how you lived your life or played your game.

Did you live your life to the best of YOUR abilities? Did you stand up for yourself and your beliefs? Did you get by in life through hard work, dedication, and through your own merits or did you cheat your way through? Did you get through on some one else’s coat tails? Because when your time is up in the game of Life, it’s not how much money you have or how famous you are or even how smart or good looking you are…the only thing that really matters is HOW YOU PLAYED THE GAME.

So….How are you playing the game?



{October 15, 2011}   Name Scattergories

I love games, don’t you? I found this little “survey” game online and you can play along too, if you want, on your own blog! 🙂

Using the First Letter of your First Name, Answer:

First of all, Your Name: Sharon

A Color: Silver

A Place: Skate Ranch

A Store: Sears

A Street Name: Sunset

A Famous Female Celebrity: Sarah Jessica Parker

A Famous Male Celebrity: Seal

A Band Name: Seether

A Song Title: “So Lost in you”-Sugababes

A Drink: Sprite

A Boy Name: Shawn

A Girl Name: Sally

A Car: Saturn

A Food: Spaghetti

Something found in the bathroom: Sink

Something found outside: Sidewalks

Something you wear: Shoes

A TV Show Title: So you think you can dance?

A Movie Title: Sahara

A Holiday: Summer Vacation? LOL

Something you find in the kitchen: Saran Wrap

A Job Title: Sales Associate

A State: South Carolina

A Famous Landmark: Stonehenge

A Notorious Person: Saddam Hussein

A Mood: Somber

A Weapon of Choice: Samurai Sword

Something you shout: Stop!

Reason for being late: Slept in late

Book Title: Stolen Innocence by Elissa Wall (A book I have read this year)

Feel free to do this on your own blog or wherever! If you do it on your own blog and your name also starts with an S, try to pick different responses from me to challenge yourself, though! 🙂



{March 8, 2011}   I have a Facebook addiction

I admit it….I’m completely addicted to Facebook. It was exactly the same when I first discovered Myspace. It was like meeting this new friend who you just want to hang out with and talk to for hours. I became obsessed and had to get on a million times a day to see if there was a new message, a new comment or a new bulletin. I eventually parted ways with Myspace. I still have an account but the last time I logged in, I was really confused by the layout and overwhelmed. But I have replaced it with Facebook.

I can’t remember the first time I actually made a Facebook page. I think it was during my Myspace days. Just another site to have and find friends that maybe didn’t have a Myspace but I never used it too much. Everyone started moving to Facebook so you got to follow the crowd, you know? As Facebook developed more, it became much more user friendly to me and accessible and I had much more friends using it.

Now I diligently log into Facebook on my phone and as much as I can on the computer to see what’s going on. I think it’s just human nature to want to be able to tell people things and be able to openly see everything your friends are up to as well. Of course, it’s not just the friend aspect that allures me. I also have an addiction to Facebook games. I don’t know what it is that fascinates me so but it just does!

I’m an ex Farmville addict though and proud of it! It was fun at first but as they added more and more things, I got bored and the lag was ridiculous. The thought of going back to it holds no appeal for me either. There’s just too many new things and it would be like learning something completely new for me now. If I had to pick the one game I am obsessed with the most on there, it would be Treasure Isle. Digging for treasure is fun…..even though it’s not real. I don’t even have many friends who actively play it yet it still attracts me and my hubby seems to think it’s funny to give me a hard time about my obsession with it. But hey, he has his own games he is obsessed with. Most of my friends have at least a few.

Not all of them do, though. This fascinates me more than my obsession with the games. How do they keep themselves away from them? What secret super power do they hold and will they share?

It’s not like I want to have this addiction. I blame you, Mark Zuckerberg. Darn you for making such an addictive social networking site that keeps me coming back for more!

For now, I will return back to my Facebook page. The world could have changed dramatically since I started this post. Seriously!

Do YOU have a Facebook addiction? Are you addicted to any of the games?

P.S. I still have time for other things in my life. Facebook doesn’t OWN me completely BUT I do love it!



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