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Faith is believing when common sense tells you not to. Don't you see?
I was wondering today - why people are inherently evil. Ok, well maybe evil isn't the right terminology. Maybe what I mean is morally corrupt. Who is to blame for this? Society? Genetics? Poor family upbringing? Newt Gingrich, perhaps?
I was talking to my sister at length today about being a nurse (she is one too) and about how the thing I like the most about nursing is the ability I have to help others. Not in a "fix a boo boo" kind of way (although, that's nice sometimes too), but having the ability to touch someone else's life or even make someone's day a little shinier... a little happier. I guess really, it's not so much that I do this at my job, but I try to integrate this in everything I do in life. A few days ago at Aldi (where I always give my cart away - why on Earth would I want someone's quarter?) and a lady with a slew of children in her cart had some runaway cans of diced tomatoes. She had improperly stacked them on the bottom of the cart (Aldi doesn't provide bags) most likely trying to make space in the cart for her babies and the cans rebelled; there they were... rolling around in the parking lot. Of course I'm going to stop what I'm doing and pick the cans up for her. Why wouldn't I? If for no other reason than I had my son with me and he should see that people do this. This is what people SHOULD do, right? Why are people so awful? Is there even a reason? In the last two years at my job, I've bought patient's clothes (with my own money), I've made patients desserts (don't tell the state, I'm probably not supposed to do this) - I've given away winter coats, notebooks, AA batteries, music CDs, lotion, purses... I mean, I could go on and on. My point is - I don't want any recognition for these things... I just do it because I should. And I can. And anyone who SHOULD and CAN help out, well - should. I'm talking to you, Chester!
Of course, reading this blog *is* a tremendous help to my declining self-esteem... but I digress.
I think if more people realized the affect they had on the world in the smallest most mediocre actions, there would be way more good and way less evil. I don't even want to say its a matter of being selfish because I totally get a self-centered rush when I help other people out. I don't do it for them, per say. I do it because doing the right thing is what I'm supposed to do... and doing what I'm supposed to do makes me feel alright. And alright is a good thing. It's a small snippet of feel-good in an otherwise shitty world. So, in actuality - it's me being selfish. That's the way I see it. And I'm an expert on most things. So you should follow what I say as though this here blog were your how-to manual for living. A Guide to Life & Some Funny Jokes & Lots o' Self-Deprecation. It's a tad wordy.
I've been rather poor lately. The economic down slide and the plight of my recently poor financial decisions involving an ex-husband have led me to retain the burden of debt with the lack of proper funding. Christmas was especially hard on me and the credit card I got "for emergencies" has quickly become the credit card for any overtures in my finances - including presents, BGE bills and the occasional grocery jaunt (of course not Aldi - they only take ATM cards. Sigh). I used to be stressed about the fact that my credit card now carries a substantial balance, but I'm not anymore. And its not because I think the world might end in December of next year (I don't), but more because I feel like life's way too short. Do I make financially poor decisions? Most certainly. Do I have my heart in the right place? Like 90% of the time. So I feel like - in the end - it works out to my advantage. I'm not blowing money on a health-loan financed tummy tuck (oooooh, how I wish I could though!) but I'm not making it work with a balanced budget and for now, it is what it is. So be it.
So you may be saying to yourself: get to the friggin' point, Jessica. Why are you going all Suze Orman on us? Is this a blog about budgeting?? Or about selfishness and the American way? Really, it's about neither of those things. It's more of a pleading for people to just be more aware of what they are doing to help out others. And a relatively shallow cover for what the true meaning of Christmas is: reading blogs instead of spending quality time with your family. Just kidding! It's about doing the right thing.
On that note, I will go. It's 5pm on Christmas and I should probably figure out what I am doing today. It's been one of those emotional roller-coaster holidays where I go back and forth between wanting to lay in bed all day and feeling like I should be jogging. Only you know, without the actual jogging. Because that would require me to move this laptop off of my lap and put on some pants.
Merry Christmas Blog Readers. I hope you're having a super day. And if you have any extra urges to buy me a post-Christmas present, I will direct you here to the Herman Cain action figure. Oh, I'm so not kidding. I can't decide if he looks like a recycled Urkel doll or a brown Ken with a child-molester mustache. Either way - it's a gift worth giving!
http://herobuilders.com/politicalactionfigures2010.htm
- There is nothing more reassuring than knowing that the world is crazier than you are.
- If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour... you're gonna see some serious shit.
- It is our job to protect the children of the world. For as long as they believe in us, we will guard them with our lives...
- You can't run a global network of interconnected cells from a cave
- Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory... lasts forever.
- You know, for a while, I thought you were the best thing that ever happened to me. But now I'm starting to think you're the worst.
- The name would mean nothing to you. It's a place, like too many in this world
- She sent you after me, knowing you're not ready, knowing you would likely die. Mommy was very bad.
- Do not confuse love with lust, nor drunkenness with judgment.
- "Fear" is a four-letter word, ladies! You wanna go peepee in your big-boy slacks, keep it to yourself!
- In case I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight.
- Do you remember the time we were going to get your teeth fixed and we spent all of the money on Francis's toupee?
- I remember grey carpet. I wanna go home.
- I was having twelve percent of a moment.
- What about the dog? Does he have Glaucoma too?
- "they"
- 1980's work-out leggings
- 2011 was the strangest year ever
- 2012
- 4th grade book report
- a blog about knitting
- a list of stressors
- a pet monkey
- a recipe for Salisbury Steak
- Air Supply
- Anasocoria
- And that's how Karen Carpenter died
- Andrew McCarthy
- Angela Lansbury
- Angelina Jolie pooping
- Arizona
- artwork
- Asian porn
- Augmentin
- Baby Sinclair
- Baltimore Aquarium
- Baltimore Ravens
- bathing
- bathing suits
- BCPD
- bedbugs
- Being a nurse
- being grateful
- being nice
- Beyonce
- birthdays
- Black Friday
- blah blah blah
- blow-up donkey
- Bolivian Stew
- Bruce Willis
- Bugles
- bumf
- cheesecake
- Christmas Donkey
- Christmastime
- Circus
- cocktail weiners
- Coke Zero
- confessional booth at church
- Corey Feldman
- Corey Haim
- couch jumping
- Cougar Town
- crack popcorn
- crying
- dairy products
- David Hasselhoff
- Debbie Gibson tapes
- Deep Fried Oreos
- deep-fried foods
- dem O's
- diet
- dimples
- Ding Dong Deli Kelly
- divorce
- Doogie Howser MD
- douche-bags
- douchebags
- Draw something
- drunk Jess
- drunk pirates
- Easter
- ebay
- Einstein
- Facebook statuses
- facebook whore
- fat girls running in marathons
- feeces
- FICO score
- food
- food addiction
- food stamps
- football
- Fraggle Rock
- Funyuns
- gastric bypass surgery
- Gem
- ghetto friends
- Gilbert Gottfried
- GLOW
- gluten
- Golden Girls
- Gonnorrhea
- grammatical errors
- greeting cards
- Guam
- haiti
- half-marathon
- halloween
- Happy Birthday to my brother
- helping others
- herpes
- hiccups
- high school reunions
- holidays
- home alarms
- hookers and booze
- Hot Latino from Brazil
- hot model wife
- hot shirtless guy
- IKEA
- Indian recipes
- Jim Brewer
- Jim Croce
- Jo from Facts of Life
- Justin Tucker
- ketchup
- Kristi
- lazy calves
- lesbians
- life lessons
- LL Cool J
- love
- low self esteem
- Mail-Order Brides
- making fun of rap
- Married with Children
- Martha Stewart
- Martin Luther
- meditation
- mental illness
- Menudo
- merkins
- Michael Jordan
- moth balls
- Motorcycles are death machines
- MS
- MTV
- Multiple Sclerosis
- Murder She Wrote
- my mom
- Native Americans
- New Years
- NKOTB
- nude photos
- NWA's F*ck The Police
- Occupy Baltimore
- Ocean City
- pagers
- Paleo
- parenting
- peanut butter
- Pepsi vs Coke
- personality disorders
- perversion
- pilgrims
- politics
- poop
- poor nursing skills
- premature births
- prison
- Project Runway
- prostitutes
- Prozac
- Psychology Today
- pumpkin pie
- ramen noodles
- recipe for gaining weight
- recipes
- recycled blog
- Redd Fox
- republicans
- resolutions
- rodent hairs
- Salt N Pepa
- Santa Claus
- Satan's toys
- Scrabble
- Scrubs
- scurvy
- Seasonal Affective Disorder
- shamrock pasties
- shaving
- shoes
- Siamese Twins
- Siri
- skin cancer
- skinny people who complain about gaining weight
- sleep deprivation
- slutty prom gowns
- smoking
- smoking weed
- Snickers bars
- some year in the 1980's
- spaghetti man
- Spray tan
- St. Patty's Day
- stick figures
- stupid Maryland weather
- subdural hematoma
- Sudafed and Nyquil
- superbowl 2012
- Taco Bell
- tankinis
- tartar sauce
- the Catholics
- the end of the world
- the fat guy from lost
- The Jeffersons
- The Jonas Brothers
- The Maury Povich Show
- the rape of student loans
- The Tea Party
- therapy
- things that annoy me
- thong underwear
- Thor
- time machines
- TMZ
- tooth fairy
- tsunami
- Tummy tuck
- turkey
- TV
- ugly sweater parties
- vacuums
- Valentines day
- Vaseline
- Vietnam
- welfare
- what fun is poking if you're not even touching?
- whiskey
- Wyatt
- Xanax
- You must be super bored.
- your momma so fat jokes
- Zachary
About Me

- Jess
- I'm just a girl with a dream. Actually, that's not true. I'm an old lady and my dreams have pretty much faded away. But, for whatever it's worth, I still feel obligated to go on living. Sometimes I think too much and too long about things that it seems like no one else cares about besides me. I can't decide if this makes me a better person or doomed to live an anxiety riddled exsistence. Somewhere in the midst of all this craziness, I became one of those people who obsesses about her kids. Look at them - wouldn't you be crazy about them if they were yours?
3 comments:
I am so with you, jess. You just have to do good deeds b/c they are the right thing to do. And it makes us unable to understand those inherently evil people, like the perp who scouted and stole one of the Micro student's wallet and laptop, or the nameless perp who grabbed your satellite radio.
Would you object to me posting the selflessness parts of this blog (not the more personal stuff, but the part about helping the woman at Aldi's b/c it's the right thing to do)?
Please... repost away! I'm flattered. Maybe it will bring me droves of adoring fans. Or just one guy in Wisconsin...whatever. :)
"I think if more people realized the affect they had on the world in the smallest most mediocre actions, there would be way more good and way less evil." Yes! And sometimes the biggest help is in things we do without realizing we're helping someone. You never know.
I like your blog Jess! (this is Mary)
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