5 posts tagged “nikkynik”
I will have to say my choice use to be soda. Anything from Pepsi, to Dr Pepper to Root beer. Never diet. I couldn't stand the stuff and the after taste it would leave in your mouth. After so many years of drinking the stuff, I had decided to make a change and stop. I never once thought the huge impact it would make on my life and to this day, I do not regret the choice I had made.
Gone were the sluggish feelings I would have. Gone was all the belchy gas, always full feeling and the number I knew all the soda had to have been doing on my stomach. Not to mention all the caffeine that was going in my body. I drink a occasional coffee but nothing like the soda. When it finally came time for me to pass it up, I actually lost 15 lbs in one month. One month! All because I stopped drinking all that soda.
Now days, I drink more water. Not as much as I should, but I do. If its not water, it is Crystal light. I can only take so much of plain water before I am really bored with it. About once or twice a week, I will stop at McDonalds and have a Large Sweet Tea and altho I know its just as bad as soda, I can't help it. I love the stuff!!
I've been getting in a habit of filling this 32 oz jug of water and freezing it over night and taking it to work with me the next day. I will drink half of it then pour a Crystal Light to go packet in the rest and usually by the end of my 9 hr shift, my drink is still cold. Got to love that -nods- What really sucks though is my water at home is city water and its not really all that good. Has a sort of salty taste to it. I can drink it if I'm mixing something in it, but for as plain water, nah...I can't do it. So today, while out shopping. I bought enough water to last me a few weeks.
-Glances over at the empty 2 liter bottle of RootBeer- I do have my lapses here and there but its very far and between. Besides....RootBeer gives me the hiccups and hard ones at that and I always punish myself when drinking it haha
Life sure has a way of throwing some curve balls your way and I have to say in the last 3 years, I've had my share of those curve balls. Some of those curve balls were thrown so hard at me, they knocked me off my feet but I wouldn't let it keep me down long.
Of course, the hardest hit was when my father passed away. To be quite honest, it wasn't a surprise but even then, it was something that we were trying to push back in the deep depths of our mind. We saw it coming. We knew it would happen, just not when and as much as we tried to prevent it, it wasn't happening our way. Along with the pain and the heartache, came a huge responsibility that I was quite not ready to take on, but I had no choice. I had to step up to the plate and take control and get my family to move on and in the right direction.
Along came the pain, the stress and the many nights I laid in bed, hoping the next day I would find the strength to carry on and to take on the new problems that I knew would be waiting for me as I greet the new day. Someway, somehow, I managed.
Then came the time my mother and I both lost our jobs. We were working for the same company and it all happened to fast. We weren't expecting it and was again, not quite prepared. We managed. I got a job first and carried us through for a while. We struggled to stay afloat and to keep a hold of things that I was sure at times we would lose. We were at a place in our life that we never ventured in before, never experienced and I don't wish it on anyone. She is working now and although we are yet at a safe place in our lives, it is getting easier and easier each and every day. Like I tell my family, we have a roof over our heads, food in our stomach and clothes on our backs. We have everything that we need.
But not all was bad during the last three years. One day, out of the blue, something good happened and to this day, I still find it amazing and wonderful. It was something I never expected to happen but feel lucky that it did. A friend and I became closer. It was almost like a door just opened for us, pulled us inside and the door locked behind us, keeping us tight inside. It was then, things began to happen and a whole new world was there for us to grab ahold of and move forward.
So during all the bad things that were going on, it didn't feel as bad as it actually was. He was there to lift me up...to pick me up off my butt, brush the dirt off and push me forward. He encouraged me when I needed it...gave me words that I needed to hear and lent me a ear when I needed to vent. I was one of the lucky people...lucky to have someone like him in my life and I have many things to be grateful for.
He is one of them....
So thank you Josh. Thank you so very much....
We get a call this morning from my Aunt S to let us know Grandpa passed away this morning. It was sudden and not expected. We knew he was in the hospital because last week he had fallen and broke his hip but after surgery, he was doing really good.
My Aunt went to see him last night and he was pretty out of it. I guess he kept calling out for Ed and Johnny (my father and Uncle who has both passed in the last 4 yrs) and my Aunt said she knew they were both there to take him home.
He lived in another state. For years, till I was 10, my father and him were not on speaking terms. I do have one fond memory of him when he first came around when they started talking again. He had came down to spend 2 weeks with my family. One night he was teaching me how to cook pork chops and fried potatoes. (I was ten) I can still see us sitting at the kitchen table as he was showing me how to properly peel a potato. He was a Army retiree so had many stories to tell me as we cooked together. It was during World War 2 that he met my Grandmother in Germany and after the war, he brought her to the United States and married her. A love story I will never forget.
I spoke with him a few weeks back. Both my brother and I when we called to let him know that my brother is a expecting father. Grandpa called my Aunt S to tell her I was expecting a child. You just have to love him -smiles-
He is home with his sons and my sister. I can really see them all waiting for him and welcoming him with a huge family hug. That thought really is comforting to me -nods-
I'm tired. Emotionally and physically tired.
I just finished watching How its made on Discovery channel and even though a few parts made me squirm and hold my stomach (I have a weak stomach now days) I did find it very interesting how a Artificial Eye is made. To be honest, I was quite floored because its just one of those things you don't think about.
I found it pretty interesting to see them take nothing and make a new eye for someone who lost a eye. Out goes those glass eyes that I am sure are still around and in is a eye that looks so darn real, it is very hard to tell otherwise. I simply found it amazing when they were finished making a eye and popped it in this guys head and he moved that eye around as if it was always there! For some reason (because I never even seen a person with a glass eye so I am clueless) I assumed the fake eye wouldn't move at all.
Oh no no. The eye may be gone but the muscle is still there. As much as I would hate to lose a eye and I hope the big Guy above hears my plea....if it ever came down to it...at least, I could look the same and I can do without the patch! (sorry Exer....LOL)
If your a tiniest bit interested, check this how to out.... Its not the one I seen on the Discovery Channel, but its pretty darn close.