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.