appropriate end to this year…

bring on 2010.

pull their shoulders back.

New obsession with this one: [song more attractive than lead singer.] I think we should all run around in the warmth of the sun and dance to this... preferably in the ocean... preferably now... Somersaulting into some new go-tos these days, slowly but powerfully.  The lips that press back. New Go-To: [you've heard me speak…

last day dream.

is what this so, so short film is called... ...i've watched it four probably twenty times now and can't seem to keep myself from crying each time. wow.

presidential crowd pleasers.

Talking to clients about American Presidents might be my new favorite thing. [must remind that i work with adults with mental disabilities.] Sometimes clients will catch staff talking about politics and want to give their two cents.  A conversation recently turned to the subject of "Favorite President of All Time" and Sandy, a client, wanted…

www.PicturesOfRachelThatSheTookOfHerselfOnHerComputer.com

Yes, yes... I know.  This blahg should just be renamed to "Pictures of Rachel That She Took of Herself on Her Computer.com"  So, why wouldn't I follow suit for Christmas? Plus my family hasn't even got to see my face today... on Christmas... It was a good Christmas.  It's not even done yet!  I just…

bum thumb.

too much.

Beckett is the four-year-old stud that I babysit.  He really is awesome. The other night, I had to pick him up from his parents' Christmas party. I arrived and was a little taken back by how excited Beckett was about Christmas partying... running around, eating handfuls of candy, running more. Wow.  This will be a…

i win.

Christmas time is here... We got a tree.  It's the most amazing tree everrrrr.  It has a dinosaur for an angel. And Christmas time makes me love my job more than ever.  [for those who don't know, i work with adults with mental disabilities.] A certain client, we'll call her Patty, gave out presents to…

they slaughter ’em themselves.

I do love the holidays.  But I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off for the last 48 hours.  Still smiling though, not frustrated... just a bit tired. But then it's awesome over-hearing like the one I had this morning that make ridiculousness worth it. I was in Albertson's at…

oh wow.

So... Whilst shopping for lovelies online [yes, yes i know... shop local... but some things cannot be found in wyoming... just some things], I admittedly found a lot of preciousness I fell in love with.  Didn't buy, of course, but larved. And then I found these... I'm just straight up blown away... If you can't…

hardy har har.

I decided we need to laugh at ourselves more. Or, at least, I need to laugh at myself more. I've been giving myself a hard time for a whole second... but that is a lot less fun than laughing at myself. Laughing at myself because I ordered multiple, multiple Christmas presents online... all in about…

twas the best christmas ever.

My father, being the awesome dad he is, sent me a Christmas Mix CD.  Awesome.  Not only did he write out all the names and artists of all the songs on an insert, he also put this picture on the back... I am overwhelmed by the awesomeness of this picture and cannot figure out what…

a wreck.

The weather was pretty bad yesterday morning, which made it even harder to leave Gretchen.  Dan Long and I had such a great time visiting her in Denver... so much love. Dan was driving.  I was passengering.  We were both singing.  "No!  Sleep!  Til Jackson!... Jackson!"  Being silly.  Being us.  We got on I80 in…

Orange Sticks.

[the following post is by guest lover, writer, fabulousness, Gretchen Davis.  oh, get excited...] Rachel + Dan Long = 10 hour drive to Denver = Grrrrrretch (Davis) + Pajina's (Vagina Pajamas) = Pete's Diner + chicken fried steak + Forever 21 (Dan's choice) + margaritas + Karaoke = Dan Long singing "Stay" =  Gretch +…

“a drinkable memory quilt” or “are you happy?” [couldn’t decide.]

First off, I received this email from my pops the other day... Awesome. So, I went to the post office the next day and much to my delight, there was a golden ticket indicating that I had a package to pick up. As I rounded the corner to the service counters, I was confronted with…