Loshana Tova - and all that jazz...

Well, I hear that it is Rosh Hashana. I made Salmon and chicken lo mein last night, and I'm planning to make flounder and some other things tonight. If my back holds out.
My back has been literally killing me. Over the summer it was much better and only hurt occasionally, but the past month and a half its been getting steadily worse. The past few days I've had no relief, and its gotten to the point where I have to sleep on a heating pad at night, after icing it during the day. Ibuprofin barely even touches the pain. Its amazing the various ways you will invent to try and get out of bed painlessly. I'm most likely going to make an appointment to get it seen about. I already had it looked at in the spring, but they didn't find anything on the xray and didn't look any further. Needless to say, I was pissed. Not this time. This time I won't leave until I'm satisfied.
We went paintballing sunday. It was really fun. Alex refused to be on my team because he - and everyone else - thought it would be funner for us to shoot eachother. So we did. =) It is something we definately will be doing again.
Well, it seems my inspiration has returned and I am finally writing in my book again. I sat down the other night and wrote 5 pgs before bed. I know thats not much, but its more than I've been doing.
We are planning on going up to wichita falls this weekend. We need to get our winter clothes out as well as some other things we've been doing without. I'm not looking forward to the long drive, especially with my back the way it is, but we can't wait any longer. And we can't afford a uhaul truck, so...... just a carfull of as much stuff as we can fit.
Well, I'm going to go ice my back now.

ladeeda

Well, I discovered Giligan has a sibling. I also discovered she is the runt. She is very cute, and comes around every now and then for a meal and some lovin'.
Well, me and Chuch did some investigating today and discovered that the fair will be open from noon to 10pm on the day we arrive, so I guess we will be going. Nothings final, but it looks promising.
Alex mentioned renting a car while we are down because he wants us to have 'our own car'. I told him it would be too expensive plus we aren't 21 (gay). So I guess if we absoloutely have to go somewhere we will just pay for the gas! =)
Alex is going in front of the board for soldier of the month next month. All the NCO's are saying that out of all the nominees he's going to get it. They are also talking about making him team leader. Apparantly he's getting noticed more than we realized. I'm very proud. Thats my boy!
I'm making roasted chicken with potatoes, onions, and carrots in the crockpot for dinner tonight. I'm very curious to see how it turns out. Also, my mother gave me a brilliant idea on how to not waste all the leftovers my husband seems determined not to eat. Freeze them. I know right? How could I have not thought of that before? Its perfect: fix dinner, freeze the leftovers, re-serve them a week or two later, adding extra spices or changing it up a little bit. It feels new, tastes new, he doesn't look at it like leftovers, and I am spared the trouble of cooking from scratch.
I got freakishly excited yesterday while passing the halloween candy isle. I ended up buying 4 bags of candy(one was exclusively for Willy because I don't eat candy corn)- tootsi pops, dum dums, peanut butter bars..... yummy. I also bought Willy doughnuts for his breakfast, but ended up eating a few of them myself. I feel kind of bad, but I rarely ever eat doughnuts or anything like that so I don't feel too horrible.
People never cease to amaze me. I am a pretty damn good judge of character, and I'm pretty privy to general human behavior, but sometimes they still just make me do mental double take. Like how judgemental people can be. In recent years I have become less judgemental than I ever thought possible. The people I "judge" are people I know very well, and I'm usually right. I know I am not perfect, but I'm not a horrible person either. And so far the number of people I've met who are worth me changing is very limited. As Marilyn Monroe said, if you can't take me at my worst you don't deserve me at my best. But then I just laugh and go on with my life. Do as you will, this shall be the whole of the law.

Celebrating and more funny clippings

Well, we got our leave approved and I just bought the tickets, so now I can say what I've been wanting to say for quite a while.

I'm coming home.

It will only be for 10 days, but we'll get to go camping for succos, maybe go to the fair, and get to hang out with all you people.

I've become slightly obsessed with the local newspaper, which unluckily for you people gets delivered to my door at about 5am every morning.

This first one speaks for itself:

This one isn't funny actually, just disturbing.
Fountain of youth? Maybe not. Waterfall of fertility? Wtf?
wow.
This isn't exactly funny (except the part about the guy hitting the other man with a plastic sword and paintball gun), but I threw it in for good measure.

Here are a few pics for my mom and chuch. The cookies are your recipe chuch, and Mom since you are always posting pics of your meals and stuff I thought I'd give it a try. =)

Am I the only one?

I thought this was funny. Unrelated, but funny.

Obituary clippings from the San Antonio Express:

"Our beloved grandmother Mercedes Teresa Gonzales Cadena was embraced by god and taken to heaven on September 22, 2008 at the age of 82. She was preceded in death by her husband Richard Flota , son Guadalupe Flota, daughter Martha Rose Flota and son Jesus Flota. "

"Simona Villaneauva Delgado, born April 19 1907, graduated to heaven September 17 2008."

Am I the only one that found even slight amusement in those?

Q: Why did the crack head cross the road?
A: To get some crack.

Now for my response

I agree with all of you. No one is completely selfless. I will now give examples:
You become a missionary or vollunteer and go to a third world country and helps out the locals, giving education, medical provisions, and offering hard labor in the community. Yes, these acts benefit the natives greatly. But why did you vollunteer? It could be one of many of a combination of reasons. YOU wanted to get away from your life and start over, YOU wanted to make a difference, YOU wanted your life to be significant, YOU wanted to change lives, YOU believed in it, YOU wanted to feel good and fulfilled. It all comes back to YOU.
Or perhaps you gave up or sacrificed something for someone you care about. Why? Because YOU care about them. Because they are important to YOU. Because if they are unhappy, it will make YOU feel bad. It all comes back to YOU.
Even the martyrs and saints and great people of the world who died for what they believed in, did it because it was important to THEM. Because THEY believed in it.
I'm not saying people don't do things that are relatively unselfish. But at the same time, there is some aspect of self that comes into play. You might take a bullet for someone, but its because YOU love them.
Anyone else see my point?
To answer one of my readers, this was brought on by a very good conversation with someone who thinks alot like me.

The facade that is selflessness

I have recently had an epiphany. I was actually assisted in this realization, but it makes perfect sense all the same.
That is that NO ONE is selfess. Before I continue with this in any depth, I wish to ask you all a question to which I expect a reply with an explanation. You will not like mine.

Is anyone truly selfless?

I expect examples.
*Those of you who believe in Jesus/Yeshua feel free to use him as well.
*Disclaimer: I will explain in greater detail after reviewing the response I get.

Feeling uninspired

I am so bored. No one should be bored on the weekend . lol So to try and cure my boredom I am watching Napolian Dynomite. Hilarious movie!
I haven't been writing in my book much. Actually, not at all for a little over a month now. I've worked on the ending a bit, but not much. I seem to have lost my inspiration. I sit there and stare at the screen grinding my teeth. I know exactly where I wanted the book to go, but I can't decide if thats still what I want. I know if I change the plot as dramatically as I am thinking it could quite potentially ruin the entire thing. So I guess you could say I know what I need to do, but I am too stubborn. I should know better than to let my personal life effect my writing in such a negative way, but I can't seem to help it. I'm working through some things, and then I should be able to pick it back up and finish it. But until then, my progress is on hold.
Well, it seems there is some excitement to be found after all. Afer following an odd smell to the kitchen I discovered a burrito Alex was cooking. I got really excited and decided I wanted one, and as he took it out started freaking out a bit because it was so hot. Somehow we collided and he smeared the back of my shoulder with the steaming burrito. I squealed and succeeded in knocking a plate off the counter, which shattered at our feet. Everything turned out okay though and now we are sitting here watching Napolian Dynomite and eating burritos.
Goodtimes.

Pics of the new place

Our foyer and living room
Our dining room
Our kitchen

Our view from our bedroom

Our view from the front

Our living room

Our hallway
Our spare room

Our walk in closet
Our bedroom

Giligan, a kitten that wonders up sometimes. She is very sweet and cuddly.
My obcenely orange skirt

Marcus giving his mama a foot rub
The boys taking a break from moving
Chilling at the hookah lounge
The foot ball game

Woot Woot

We won! I went to Willy's football game last night (its now regular season, when he was playing before it was pre-season) and for the first time this year our team won. I was yelling and screaming on the sidelines like my parents used to in our living room during Alabama games. It was funny. It was a good game from the beginning, the best I've been to all season. :-)
I talked to one of the guys who is thinking about moving in next to us last night. He seemed very interested and said he is going to talk to the staff here about it. It would be REALLY good if they moved in. We know them, do you know the benifits of knowing and trusting your next door neighbors?
Ohhh... I just thought of one disadvantages..... One that might be of particular embarassment to my husband. My volume. lol
Yesterday might have been my last day at phisical therapy. It was suppose to have been, but I had to miss two days so I might still have another week left. Tricare only gave me a certain amount of sessions. Losers.
We are probably going to get new tires on the car next week. Theres a place here (seems legit) that has $25 tires. I'm thinking its too good to be true, like maybe they won't have our size or theres some catch. But I'm going to go talk to them and find out.
I went to Goodwill ysterday and bought an obcenely orange skirt. I love it. lol
I had a horrible nightmare last night. I mean wake up crying- still shaking 30 min later- call the person you dreamed about ASAP nightmare. I called Chuch as soon as I woke up. She's fine, and I have NEVER been so happy to hear her voice. I was literally crying on the phone with her. Some dreams feel so damn real...
Well, I have claundry, cooking, and cleaning to do before the weekend so I'm off.

My inner cave woman emerges

My laptop's power cord has a short in it. I had to order a new one today, and it cost over $70. Friggin ridiculous. I shopped around, but apparantly this specific cord is hard to find. Even the Toshiba company itself had them on backorder - which means I won't get mine for 2 weeks. :/ Well, anyone who knows me knows that I will go to world's end to make sure I have access to my computer. Not just for internet purposes (which is neccesary for obvious reasons), but also because my journal, poetry, budget, pictures and videos, bill history and layout for the entire year of 2008, my BOOK, and various other things are on my computer. Plus Willy needs it for college. So I was having a bit of a meltdown. I was thinking, 'Daddy could fix this'. So I went to walmart and got myself some electrical tape. Then I came home and used Willy's multi-tool and began to diasect my power cord. I knew where the short was (in the most difficult thickest complex section of COURSE) and I knew why it had shorted (too much pressure while holding it at the wrong angle ripped the wires apart) so I just had to get inside. Well, I successfully opened it up (finally) withou slicing through any of my own flesh. It looked hopeless. I won't go into all the details and thoughts I had running through my mind, but suffice it to say I must have inherited some of my father's mechanical/electrical inclination because I was able to successfully rig the cord to where I can plug my PC in and actually charge it. For now. I was very happy. I can't move my laptop because I'm scared the cord will mess up again (its very fragile), but at least its working.
Lets see..... I also went grocery shopping today and only broke the budget by about $15. I'm planning on raising the grocery money ladder a rung or 2 anyway though.
Um... Phisical Therapy is still going good. My knee is better, though I have a feeling its not going to be 100% before my sessions are done.
Our VERY annoying neighbors are moving next month and so we are hoping to get some of the guys to move in. That would be really benificial to us.... We would know our neighbors and could keep an eye out for eachother, and we wouldn't have to worry about a bunch of freaks moving in. So we will see how that goes.
I'm tired so maybe I will post tomorrow. Then again, with the power cord situation, maybe not.

I have the least in common with all the females here because I'm the only one that doesn't have kids. I want a baby..... kind of. Not so I can fit in, I'm not that desperate to fit in with my peers. I was just thinking about it. I mean yeah, I'd love to have a little baby because they are so helpless and precious and innocent that it breaks your heart, but then I think about the practical side. The realistic side. No alone time, no free time, no freedom to to what I want when I want. I wouldn't even be able to sleep in. Something so simple. Plus, I don't need anyone else to worry about.
I'm in a funk.

Not so random things

You know, in the frequency of blogging, Mama and I hold the record. And the funny thing? We were 2 of the last people to get blogs. :-)
The hurricane didn't effect us much here in San Antonio. We got a little rain, but not much more than that. So all the worrying you people did was for nothing.
We went to the hookah lounge last night with some of the guys. I don't think I've ever had so much fun playing go fish. lol We didn't get in until almost 2am so we slept late today.
I kind of like living next to a pool. Whenever I feel like a swim I just jump the fence ( I can't figure out how to open the gate) and dive in. And I can keep an eye on the apartment, and don't have to be far away from Alex if he doesn't feel like a swim.
We can't hear our neighbors. The walls must be thicker here, because I don't think I've heard any of them even once. But the teenage guy on one side likes to talk a LOT. Every time he comes outside he strikes up a conversation and he says the stupidest things. He's very irritating.
Lets see.... well my husband is cooking me supper. Sweet isn't it? I usually cook supper. The only time he cooks usually is when we have steak, and he grills it while I make the side items. In my opinion, part of the whole 'working in the home housewife homemaker' job description is meal preperation. I mean, if both spouses work full-time thats one thing, but its not right to make your husband come home from a hard day at work and expect him to cook his own food. Even back when I worked I cooked supper, because I only had a part time job. He would help with supper if I asked, and he would help me with laundry and such. I try to take care of the laundry, cooking, cleaning, errand running, all that jazz as much as possible. Reguardless of how bad my knee or back hurt. I just take Ibuprofin, and its rare that I have to sham out because I'm in pain. People don't understand how much work being the matriarch of a home actually is - if you take your responsibilties seriously and actually commit to it. Its not like we sit on our asses all day and don't do anything while our husband's slave at work. Don't tell me I don't have a job, don't tell me I don't work. Who the hell do you think keeps clean dishes in the cabinates and clean clothes in the drawers? Who makes sure we don't run out of household items and who makes sure groceries are bought and bills are paid and the money is managed and budgeted properly? Who scrubs the sinks and toilet and bathrub and FLOORS? Who keeps this place from becoming a filthy, cluttered up, white trash dump? I'm not trying to blow my own horn here, but I get sick and tired of people acting like I'm insignificant because I don't work outside the home. This place doesn't take care of itself you know. So next time anyone wants to ask me if I am thinking about getting a job, heres your answer: I have a job you son of a bitch.
I'm sorry, I just needed to vent that I guess. Wow he just made these AMAZING sauteed mushrooms. Excellente`!
I'm going to go eat them.

Quick Update

I know I promised pictures but I've been really busy. I will get around to it eventually. We've been settling in nicely, everything is unpacked except the spare room.
We went to a Tim McGraw concert last night. I know I know..... I'm not a fan of country, but it was free (a complimentory show to support the military) and something to do, and Ireane wanted me to go and I didn't want to be home alone all night so....... It wasn't too horrible. He played a few of his old songs, which believe it or not I used to like. And he had one or two new ones that werent bad. He's not as.... country as some country singers, ya know?
Phisical therapy has been going well. Its actually helping.
So I hear theres a hurricane coming to visit. I'm not too worried about it, but then again you never know. We are right by a pool... at least we are on the second floor. The main thing I am worried about is everyone downstairs seeking higher ground. I'm sure we'll be fine though. We may be in south Texas but we arent on the coast.
So I hear plane tickets are going to go up by 20%. Anyone planning a vatation to Rome or the Virgin Isles might want to go ahead and order your tickets now.
I'm such a jealous person. Not an envious person, a jealous person. I've been that way for as long as I can remember. I wanted my mama all to myself growing up, and hated it when Daddy paid attention to boys because I always wanted to be one (long story) and spent my childhood trying to make up for the fact I wasn't one. I always hated my sister's friends and potential boyfriends (mostly because they were douche bags), and tried my damnedest to get rid of them. I was the same way about Amber. Extremely possesive. But I didn't have to worry much with her, because even though she was friendly to everyone she didn't really get close to anyone besides me until Candice, and then Alex (not one word ANYONE) and then when she moved away. And of course I've always been possessive of Joey, Ian, Chuch, Alex, Nikki, so on. And I find myself becoming the same way with Ireane. Its not something I really like about myself..... Its just, I'm not a people person, and well, when I find that rare someone I can connect with I want them all to myself. But you know what, I tell people this. I let them know what they are in for. As I do with several other aspects of my personality. And you know what? If having someone that means so much to you that you don't want to share is such a bad thing, then I guess I'm just a horrible person. I think perhaps this makes me a bad friend, because I'm selfish and stingy. But I don't force people to be friends with me. You want to be friends with me, this is it. Take it or leave it.
I have no idea - no, thats not true. I know exactly where that came from. I was sitting at a FRG meeting today, watching Ireane chat with some chick named Childs, and I realized I was jealous. Wow. Thats all I can really say. Its kind of funny......
Anyway, I need to get supper finished up.
God I am so sleepy.....

New place

Well, friday we signed a new lease and started moving into our new 2 bedroom apartment, and saturday Ireane and Felix and a couple of other guys came over and helped us move. I had started my period so I spent the first half of the day laying in bed. Alex went to walmart and got me thermacare patches so that I wouldnt be bed ridden all day. He also got me chocolate - just like James use to do for me and Mama. Anyway, after everything was moved out me and Ireane cleaned the old place. Then we came to the new place and Alex and I cooked dinner for everyone. After dinner we sat outside having our after meal smokes and Ireane and Felix (who do not smoke) sat out with us and socialized. We were all pathetic, exhausted but relaxing with a sense of accomplishment. Well, 3 yr old Marcus slipped inside and locked us all out of the apartment. And naturally, our keys were inside with him. We tried to tell him how to unlock the door but he kept turning it the wrong way, and then he started to panic. Felix went to find security while Alex tried to pick the lock, and Ireane tried to calm Marcus down and coax him through the ordeal. The rest of us stood around smoking and trying to stay out of the way, every now and then throwing in a suggestion or pat on the back. I was very impressed at how calm Ireane stayed. Security was nowhere to be found (shocking), so Felix borrowed a phonebook from the neighbor and called a locksmith. The locksmith hit the fire department alarm just about the time Ireane offered Marcus an ice cream if he would climb onto the window ledge and unlock the window. Wed been trying to talk him into this for about 20 minutes, but at the sweet offer Ireane gave him he climbed up and unlocked the window. As soon as it was unlocked I yanked it open and Ireane snatched him through the opening. I climbed through and unlocked the door while everyone clapped and cheered for Marcus. I immediently made Marcus his ice cream cone and have never been so happy to make an ice cream cone before in my life. The worst part of the ordeal was when Marcus started crying for his mommy. I'm glad he's okay. I now know I can't have kids. lol Theres no way I would have been able to stay that calm. Sure, I would have been calm at first, but when he started crying for me I would have snapped.
Anyway, I really like our new apartment. Two huge bedrooms, a nice sized bathroom, a large living room and a decent dining room, and a kitchen thats seperated from the rest of the house instead of being open - something I've never had before. Oh yeah, and there are 5 closets, 3 being walk-ins. Its right by the pool which has its advantages and disadvantages. We definately have enough room to get all of our stuff out of storage. Now we just need to save for it. But theres something about the place I can't explain. I just have this feeling... It keeps me up at night.
The battalion is getting the football team back together now that pre-season is over. And yes, Alex is on it. Adding this to work, school, and going to the gym several times a week he's going to be a busy boy.
I need to do laundry but cant leave the apartment. When Alex tried to pick the lock, something broke off in there and now the keys don't work. I called maintenence but they haven't come yet so until it gets fixed someone has to be here 24/7. Ireane offered to housesit for me because I had a phisical therapy appt. but she has done so much for me lately I felt bad so I just cancelled it. If the door isn't fixed by thursday I might let her. I don't want to miss a whole week. My knee has been doing better though. I kept waking up the other night with it hurting, but other than that its been better.
I cant wait to get my stuff from storage. I've been getting bored with my clothes and wanting new (I'm taking a trip to goodwill as soon as we get paid). I know that when I get my old clothes back it will be like a brandnew wardrobe. Ireane and Felix offered to help us out getting our stuff back. They are really good friends..... They have helped us so much. And not just when we ask, the actually volunteer. Yesterday Ireane had a dr appt so I watched Marcus. He was the perfect angel. We watched the wiggles, ate mac and cheese, and just hung out. When Ireane came back he went down for a nap and Ireane and I hung out for a couple of hours.
Today I haven't been feeling well - again. The shits, headache and lightheadedness, nausea, fatigue. And if one more person asks me if I'm pregant, I swear to god.......
I will post pictures of the apartment when I get settled in a little more.
I don't feel good so I'm gonna go.

the ball

Well, the ball was a success. Ireane finished my dress and it was amazing. She even came over and helped me get ready. She's an awesome person..... I am pissed and depressed she didn't get to go. Next year.....


Anyway, at first everything was all stiff and everything (and the food was definately not 2 thumbs up) but after a while things relaxed. I got blisters from my shoes and that was unpleasant. But I got out on the dance floor like there was no tomorrow, and would you believe Alex actually danced with me?! I was not expecting it. It was awesome and meant a lot to me. We had a lot of fun. Unfortunately my camera was messing up (the lighting was really screwing with it) so I didn't get many pictures and the ones I did get werent of the best quality. But I will post a few to tide you guys over.





I'm tired, my back and feet hurt, and I'm ready to go to bed with my husband for the last time in this apartment.

UPDATE:
Sorry I had to delete all those pictures. If you have them posted anywhere online, delete them.

quickie

Just a quick update.
I found a dress. Well, actually Ireane kinda found it. I saw it and loved it but didn't even take it off the rack because I thought it was way too long. When Ireane got there she saw it and threw it over my dressing room stall, telling me to try it on. I did and it was a perfect fit - just really long. She told me she would hem it for me. I don't have a picture yet because Ireane is still working on it, but its really pretty. Sleeveless, black velvet, hugging me until my knees where it flares out and mixes with strips of white sheer cloth. Willy hasn't seen it yet, and he won't until we are ready to go. I hope he likes it. I know he won't be fond of the fact that its sleeveless, but I couldn't help it. Its not just sleeveless, its spagetti straps, and has a low back. But I have a wrap and I'll have my hair down, and it doesn't show any cleavage. Ireane also found the wrap and most of my accessories. She is a life saver!! And you know the kick of it? She's not even getting to go. Its very depressing, because I really want her there. So instead of getting to go to the ball, she's altering dresses and babysitting for people who are. She's awesome.
In other news, in addition to juggaling phisical therapy, preparing for the ball, and trying to ignore the fact my body is telling me I'm about to be ragging, we are in the process of moving. Yep, we signed a new lease today and are moving into a 2bedroom across the complex. Its only $50 more a month, and its HUGE. There are TWO hall closets, cabinate space everywhere, a DINING ROOM. Its awesome. We are partially moved in, and hoping to be done by sunday. We have some friends coming over tomorrow to help. I only found out we were moving yesterday, so I'm not packed at all. But we are rushing around and so far so good. So guys, when yall ever decide to come out and see us, there will be a spare bedroom PLUS the living room to crash in.
Well, lunch is over and so is my blogging break. I have to continue moving, then run to walmart, the to phisical therapy, then to Ireane's to pick up my dress, then home to get ready for the ball. Wish me luck.

Oh SHIT

I hold in my hands 2 tickets to the brigade ball. wth?

I got a call from my lovely husband at about 8:30 this morning, with him telling me that he was getting our tickets to the ball (well actually the commander had already paid for him a ticket and he was getting mine). I immediently went into panic mode. I had given up my half-hearted search for a gown because I thought we had decided not to go. Now I'm sitting here wondering how in the hell I am supposed to find an evening gown in 2 days. The only place I have looked is goodwill, and they either had size 4-6 (too small) or 14 (too big). I don't know what I'm going to do. Lucky for me, not 30 minutes later Ireane calls me up and asks if I want to go shopping with her and Ireane, who are both looking for the same thing. I don't think Ireane is going to the ball, which depresses me because she's like the only person I hang out with. But Amanda is pretty cool too, and she is going. Anyway, we are going all over san antonio looking for gowns. Its off season, which means if we find something it should be cheap. But it also means pickings will be slim. And my husband can forget me finding anything with sleeves. I'll be lucky to find something with straps at all. The only other choice I have is to wear the bridesmaid dress I have from Candice's wedding, and get one of those skinny suits from walmart to wear under it. lol Honestly, if I don't find something today, I'm screwed.

I was thinking earlier today how dissapointed I was that we werent going to the ball. But hell, that didn't mean I wanted to suddenly get a phonecall saying I HAVE to go and I HAVE to find a dress in 2 days. 2 day's notice on this kind of event is simply not sufficient. I wish my mom and sister were here to help me look and get me ready. Pray Mama. Pray real hard. lol

What a steal

I went to phisical therapy today, which by the way is going just fine. I'm not as sore today as I was last time, so thats a good sign.

I also talked to one of the neighbors (I helped rescue her kittens a couple of months ago) and found out the scoop on "socrates". Turns out he belongs to a gay couple in another building. I figured he belonged to someone, but like I said, I don't mind if he hangs out sometimes.

I also spent about 2 hours in goodwill today. :) I found a bread machine (I already have one but its in wichita falls), an air purifier (I am hoping the white noise it produces will help me and Alex sleep), a crock pot (because well, everyone needs one), and a vacuume cleaner - because I haven't vacuumed since we moved in. And don't you go judging me either. Who wants to spend $50 on a bulky machine when you've nowhere to put it, and honestly ask yourselves how many times you vacuume even though you have access to one. I am very recourceful. I haven't bothered to buy a mop either, because they are gross and I don't have any place to store it. So when my floors need mopping, I get on my hands and knees with a roll of paper towels and a bottle of clorox clean up. My entire supply of cleaning products consist of clorox clean up, vinegar, baking soda, dish detergent, and windex wipes. Anyway, I could see myself easily becoming obsessed with thrifting. I almost bought a record player for $15, but decided to wait. I really wanted it though. And there were some polariod cameras I wanted.

Socrates

Well, today is the last day of the 4day weekend. I've really enjoyed having Alex home all day for 4 days straight. Surprisingly, we haven't really gone 'out'. No clubs, no movies, no dates. The only place we went was Ireane and Felix's for a few hours. Thats okay I guess. I really wanted to go out though.

I got a recipe online for Panda Express's orange chicken. I will probably try it sometime this week. I'll let you know how it turns out.

The other night a cat wondered up, and I took a liking to him. And yes, I fed him. He came back last night, and I fed him again. He seem's well taken care of and very friendly, so I don't think he's a stray. Either way, I don't mind if he hangs out with us sometimes.

We are thinking about moving into a bigger apartment this month. I'm going to call the office and see if there are any available. I don't know, we'll see.

Also, while I had wanted to wait until right before he gets deployed to make another trip to Wichita falls, I think we are going to have to go this fall. We really are going to need our winter clothes, and there are household items there I paid for that are just going to waste. Ireane and Felix offered to rent the truck and go with us, but that still leaves the issue on how to pay for an $800 truck. So I'm thinking maybe we just take the car up there, get our clothes and tv and whatever else we can fit, and worry about the rest later.

Well, Alex isn't feeling so good so I'm gonna go see if theres something I can do.