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{July 9, 2013}   Procrastinators Anonymous

Yep, I am a procrastinator. Maybe I’m not the worst, though. I mean I have been able to blog daily even when I put it off to the last minute….so maybe I am a recovering Procrastinator? That sort of sounds like says Recovering Addict, though, doesn’t it? Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but being a procrastinator seems like nothing in comparison, right?

There’s always reasons behind the procrastination, though. For instance tonight I am just wasting time doing other things because my head is FULL of thoughts, but none of them seem worthy of a blog post. It seems to be either no ideas or so many ideas fighting against each other in my head that I can’t make sense of them all. Ugh! I need to pin down an idea or two to do a post on instead of posting this nonsense that probably bores you. Sorry…..but at least I posted, right?

Take THAT, Procrastinators Anonymous! I am beating you! 😉

{July 8, 2013}   This darn gear is stuck!

Seriously….my weight loss gear is stuck in neutral, and I would really, REALLY like for it to head back to drive.

I don’t really know what else to say….just feel like I’m stuck in mud or literally in a car that has died and refuses to budge an inch. BUT…my measurements budged an inch and a half since last month! I know that doesn’t sound very impressive, but even an inch a month would be 12 inches in a year, right? It’s good to know that SOMETHING is moving down even if the numbers on the scale aren’t.

So…here I am stuck again, BUT it doesn’t change how far I HAVE gotten. It doesn’t change how much healthier I am now than I was last year at this time.  In 12 days, it will be my 1 year Anniversary of changing my lifestyle to a healthier one. Whether I lose another pound before that day or not…I still have so much to celebrate! 🙂

How do I say Happy Birthday to a Best Friend that has been in my life for 25 years now and is so much more than a friend because she is also literally family?

I will be the first to admit that I suck in person and on the phone in expressing my feelings and being all mushy. I just get so nervous and the words fail me. I am so much better at putting pen to paper or my fingers to the keyboard and spilling out my thoughts. So because of this, I am doing this post as part of a Happy Birthday gift to my best friend who is also one of my nieces, Rebekah. 🙂 Happy 25th Birthday to you!

I don’t remember the exact date that my niece went from being simply my niece(which is an amazing thing in itself) to being a best friend. When I look backwards, I can’t honestly remember a time when I didn’t feel an extra bond there other than Aunt and Niece. I always felt a friend connection there, like even if we had never been related, had we met each other, we would have STILL been best friends. From a young age, we had different interests, but also a lot in common. I remember dancing around to music together, watching scary movies, eating so many Otter Pops that we should have turned into one ourselves, and staying up late talking. I remember surprising you by coming in for your high school graduation when you thought I wasn’t even going to be there for your oldest sister’s wedding. I remember you almost knocking me to the ground in excitement when you saw me. I remember wanting to chase after your ex at the Fair Ground because I was so mad at him. I remember when you fainted at your sister’s wedding, and I was so scared and worried about you. I remember knowing you were going to be my Maid of Honor many years ago, and being worried that you were going to do a repeat faint…lol

I remember you being there for me during one of the toughest times in my life, and you throwing out a life line to save me from myself. The summer I came to Indiana to work at the preschool was such an up and down rollercoaster, but it was exactly what you knew I needed. I remember listening to music and jamming as you drove us everywhere. I remember the trips to Shipshewanna, to Fort Wayne, and the big trip to Indianapolis where we had the one fight, but we quickly made up. I remember the time you hit the pole at the gas station and everyone was calling you “Crash”, except I didn’t think it was as funny as they did. I also remember you leaving the car running with me inside and our pizza while you pumped the gas. When you realized it, you were worried about the pizza, and we laughed about how I was in the car too, but you asked about the pizza! LOL  I remember all the times we played board games during the holidays, and I remember you dancing in your new pair of heels to Just Dance…and we were laughing at how silly you were. You have always been able to make me laugh and cheer me up.

I also remember how you hate to cry, and not that many people have seen you do it, but I have seen you cry. It breaks my heart when you cry. I know you doubt yourself a lot, and I hate it when you do. I think I have the most beautiful best friend, inside and outside, and it kills me that you can’t see yourself the way I do.  I wish I had a magic wand to bring you everything you want in life. I also wish that your Mr. Right would hurry up and show his face, because you deserve an amazing guy. I think he is taking longer to show up, not because of anything you lack, but rather because there’s not very many great guys out there who are awesome enough for someone as great as you. I KNOW there is one special one out there, though. God wouldn’t make a great woman who wants a great man without putting her match out there. And I also know it’s hard to be patient. I remember struggling in my 20’s, seeing all my friends get married and having babies, and just feeling down about it. The time will come….just don’t give up, my friend. 🙂 ~Hugs~

You are the best friend that I could ever ask for. I believe God put YOU in my life as my niece because he knew I needed YOU as a best friend and we may never have known each other otherwise. If you had never come into my life, I do NOT think I would be where I am now. I think my life would be a horrible place. I think I would still been where I was years ago…if I was even alive today for that matter. Thank you for being my best friend. I love you!

I think this was either 1999 or 2000...I am on the far right putting bunny ears up behind Rebekah lol

I think this was either 1999 or 2000…I am on the far right putting bunny ears up behind Rebekah lol

This was at Chuckie Cheese and I think I was about 8 or 9 and Beckah was 3 or 4 :)

This was at Chuckie Cheese and I think I was about 8 or 9 and Beckah was 3 or 4 🙂

Me  and Rebekah on her graduation day :)

Me and Rebekah on her graduation day 🙂

10 years ago at my brother's wedding...interesting hair choices for both of us LOL...and my niece Lydia giving us bunny ears

10 years ago at my brother’s wedding…interesting hair choices for both of us LOL…and my niece Lydia giving us bunny ears

Me and Rebekah on my wedding day (Hair done by her on my day)

Me and Rebekah on my wedding day (Hair done by her on my day)

{July 2, 2013}   One Minute Compliment

OneMinuteWriterButton21. Read the daily writing prompt.
2. Push “Play” on the timer on the right side of the screen.
3. Spend 60 seconds or less writing a response to the daily prompt.

Today’s Writing Prompt: Compliment

Posted: 02 Jul 2013 03:00 AM PDT
What’s one thing you really like about yourself?

I really love this new found determination I have to change my lifestyle for the better, and never go back to the old lifestyle I had that was so unhealthy. It is showing me that the saying that you are stronger than you know is indeed very true. 🙂 And as an extra thing, I like my green eyes, and not just because my husband fell in love with them. 😉


It’s the last day of the Blogathon and the optional theme is to create a word cloud for our blog, which is what I did! 🙂 I used to create it, and I chose it to be in the shape of a treble clef because of my love for music.  It was either this or the “LOVE” stacked, which you may or may NOT know, but both the Treble Clef and the stacked “LOVE” where the “V” is leaning to the right are on my Class ring from High School. 🙂

If I was more skilled with a computer, I would have gone with a Word Cloud in the shape of an open book OR the letters spelling out “Bookworm”, but that wasn’t an option and I’m not that skilled!

So…I made it through the Blogathon and my thoughts?

Well…I’m blogging daily anyways, but this gave me more of a reason to do so THIS month. This month was also the busiest I have had in awhile and I feel my blogging suffered a bit for it. I think I had some great posts this month, but I also had some that weren’t so great. Looking at others that participated in this blogathon, I kind of feel like my blog didn’t quite fit. Most of the participants seem to have very professional blogs, and mine just isn’t like that. I think my blog IS a serious thing for me, and I take it very seriously, but I also think my blog is a very personal one that reads more like an inside view of my life that I am letting others see. I think professional bloggers would probably rip my blog apart in critiques, but that’s fine with me.  My blog is meant for those LIKE me who can relate, not for just everyone, and I’m not going to change who I am to make it that way. Sorry…this is THE Real Sharon…..not the fake…

{June 29, 2013}   Uh oh….

Almost 11 at night and here I am finally doing a post.  Sometimes life gets in the way of blogging, even when you want to do it everyday. So….this is going to be one of these short and sweet posts, but at least I posted, right?!
Today I went to my best friend’s little boy’s 5th birthday party where all the people there had kids except for me. That always ends up making me feel awkward, but I go for my best friend and her son anyways.  I told my husband when we left that maybe next year I will have a baby of my own to bring. Who knows? I know I would like to sit around and discuss being pregnant and my kids, just like all the other women at the parties. Being at a kid’s party without my own makes me feel like when I hung out with a friend and her boyfriend without a man. I feel left out…like a fifth wheel…..~ sighs~
I can’t wait for the day when I won’t feel that anymore, but more so I can’t wait for the day when I have my own little one to hold and love on.
Here’s to my dream coming true someday soon! 🙂

This post goes out to everyone I love who is experiencing tough times right now. I wish I could take your pain away and make things better for you. I wish life didn’t have to be so hard. I hate seeing people I care about hurting, both emotionally and/or physically and just not being able to do anything about it. All I have are words for comfort, and I feel as if my words are far from satisfactory.

I have more than one close friend right now dealing with hard times, and I wish more than anything that I could physically be THERE with you instead of just offering virtual hugs and words that I feel are not helping. These friends are dealing with issues that I can relate to far more than I wish. Some of them because I currently deal with it myself as well and it’s hard for me to help myself, much less know how to help someone else. Some of the issues are things I have dealt with in the past and it breaks my heart that anyone else I love has to go through what I experienced first hand. I know from being in that place that no words or advice anyone gave me seemed to really matter. Even if someone COULD honestly relate, I didn’t want to hear it because they weren’t currently in that place. So I don’t want to use the same old adages people use over and over. What I really wish is I could just magically make their problems all disappear. Unfortunately, I can’t, so I am left feeling helpless and all I can do is let them know they are in my thoughts constantly and all my best wishes and prayers are with them as they go through these times. I wish nothing but the best for them and wish that they might get a break of happiness soon.

It is my hope that the ones that this post is meant for will understand and know how much I love them and want the best for them. You are NEVER a bother to me and I always have time for you in my life. I may not know the perfect things to say, but I’m always around to listen.

I truly believe this world would be a better place if all of us would put aside, for even a minute, what is going on in our own personal lives, and really and truly care about our friends and family who are hurting. I’m not claiming to be perfect at this. We ALL have our faults and shame on anyone who won’t own up to their own. I know this paragraph seems unrelated to the rest of my post, but this post is not for everyone…the ones it is meant for will understand. I posted a status on FB today that really summed out this nicely.

“An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Why is it that when someone DOES care about someone else more than themselves that people can’t believe it? That they are shocked?  I think this is a sad thing when putting others before yourself is so rare to be shocking.

This reminds me of my wedding day. The day that is supposed to be the best day of your life. One of my bridesmaids was told (which was really messed up in the first place), that her husband had been cheating on her. This was during my reception and I saw her crying. Instead of being totally immersed in my wedding day and totally disregarding my best friend, I went up to her and asked her what was wrong and then hugged her and I cried with her. It didn’t for one moment make me feel like my day was no ruined. All I cared about was that my friend was hurting and my heart broke for her. She actually apologized for ruining my day and it made me sad that she was worried about that. Here she was finding out her husband was cheating on her and she was more worried that my day was ruined. I, of course, let her know she didn’t ruin my day. She should have never felt for one moment that I cared more about my happiness than hers. When you love someone and they are hurting, you do your best to do whatever it takes to be there for them, no matter what. If heaven forbid, one of my friends had an emergency and needed a ride during my wedding and there was none available, you can bet I would have given them one. That’s just what you do when you truly care about someone. I’m not saying this to make myself look good. I don’t care how it makes me look. I am just saying how I truly feel inside. How I feel others should feel. Yes, it’s just my opinion, but this world would be a better place if more people shared it.

I believe a test of someone’s true character is how they treat their loved ones when they need help the most. Today, your life may be wonderful and you may have it all, but if you don’t treat those you love that are less fortunate well, then don’t be surprised when the tables turn and they are not there for you in return.

Sometimes moving forward is what you want so badly that your life seems to freeze in place and feel rather sedentary when you’re not moving. Moving backwards may be fun when you’re a kid, but I simply can’t allow myself  to regress. I’ve been stuck in a virtual tug-of-war over my weight for years, and this time I am sick of it all. Lose weight, gain weight, back and forth, like the most annoying pendulum you can imagine.

Being stuck in between the losing and the gaining has been my reality for over a month now, if you don’t count the one week of a 2 pound loss in the middle. I feel like I am in this huge, endless mud puddle in which I have become so stuck that I don’t see a possible way out. I really think the whole thing has become quite a downer. I want to keep losing. I don’t want to endlessly post that guess what, guys? I weigh the same this week as last week. How is that supposed to be inspiring? I try to tell myself that being stuck is better than gaining, which being someone with hypothyroidism, it really is, but it just doesn’t really help.

So, I am going to try looking at things a new way. I want to compare my battle with weight loss to life. Sometimes in life, we go about our days rushing around like chickens with our heads cut off (sorry for the image!), never stopping to pay attention to all the little details. Sure, we could pause and backtrack a bit, but not everything in life will stop for you to have a second go at it. Life doesn’t always give you second chances. Walking backwards all the time is, of course, not the best option, because when we live in the past, we miss out on what the future has to hold. In regards to my weight, if I allow myself to regress, I am not only throwing all my hard work away, but I am also regressing back to who I was and how miserable I was with all that added weight. Ah, but stopping and staying still for a bit..there’s nothing wrong with that!

Sometimes it’s good to stop and reflect. Sometimes it’s good to literally stop and smell the roses. I want to be the one who not only stopped and smelled, but really took the moment in and made memories from it. Right now, I am at a metaphorical stop sign. I’m not sure who put it in my path or when I will be given the next green light, but instead of sitting at the stop sign all upset and wishing for it to be my turn to go, I’m going to look around, take in my environment, and try my best to enjoy where I’m at. After all, where I am now looks a lot better than where I WAS. 😉

{June 11, 2013}   A break from the computer?

I have so much medical terminology flowing through my head since I started Medical Transcription training and I feel like during the week, I go from my laptop for training straight to the computer for FB and doing my blog. I’m kind of feeling like stepping away a bit when I get the chance…so I apologize for a short and sweet…or maybe not so sweet, post today, but I just want to rest my hands(that have been busy typing) and do other non-computer related stuff. The funny thing is I say this, but you can bet my Kindle Fire will find its way into my hands later tonight to check email, FB and play Words with Friends, etc. My world has become even more centered around technology….It’s getting hard to remember back to a time when my life wasn’t surrounded by it. Can YOU remember back then? I almost feel bad for the young kids who never knew that kind of existence. Our lives have become so much fuller and that’s not always for the best. But before I go into a huge technology post, I am out of here for the day. I will return tomorrow with my Reading wednesday post. 🙂 Ah, reading…sounds like a good idea! 😉

{June 8, 2013}   “The Slump”

The Slump has hit

It always does when I least expect it

Things are going fine

Not much to complain about

But Depression doesn’t get the memo.

It’s times like these

When I remember the past

Back when the slump was more permanent

People would ask, “What’s wrong?”

And I never had an answer

They never understood how I didn’t know

But I was telling the truth

Or at least the truth as I knew it.

How can I possibly explain to you what’s wrong

When I don’t even know myself?!

Don’t you realize I scream and berate myself constantly

About why I’m sad when there’s no reason to be?

Don’t you think I’m my own worst enemy right now?

How do you, who have never suffered depression,

Possibly expect to understand me?

How can YOU possibly GET me?!

Everything is NOT black and white

Everything does NOT have an answer

You can’t figure me out

You might as well stop trying.

When something is funny and I burst out into tears

That transcend from my laughter

I am as utterly confused

And in disbelief as you.

There’s no method to my madness

This isn’t an act

It’s the downs of depression

The bottom of my barrel.

Then there are those who try to offer solutions

Like what you suggest hasn’t already been tried before

Are you some magician

With a cure I haven’t heard?

Do you hold the power

I have long hoped for?

Or maybe you’re the naysayer

Who believes Depression isn’t real

How I envy you

For not having to feel what I feel.

You have no idea how lucky you are

I almost wish you were cursed with my slump

But then I wouldn’t wish it truly

On my worst enemy.

The Slump


Can cheer you up

Your only wish is to be alone

And away from everyone,

Even those you love.

You go through life in a constant haze

Praying that no one

Will ask you

How your day


~Sharon Hughes, 6/8/13

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