crying, smiling, singing, loving. magic.

My dad has had his moments.  By that, I mean he's a quirky, silly guy, but every once in a while, he'll blow you out of the water with sweetness. For the rest of this story to make any sense, you must read this old blahg post: https://rachellaurenmarie.wordpress.com/2010/12/24/love-is-there/ And if you refuse to do so…

go jim go.

- Your dad is hilarious... Like, really hilarious. Says Evan... after he reads this email... Okay, wait, I should preface this a bit for you. Well, actually, the email is pretty self-explanatory.  Just know that my mom was NOT psyched.  And dad felt like he needed to defend himself... so he sent me this email...…

i will not be moved by it.

[by mathiole.] this is for all those enduring rainy days.  they can be gorgeous, right?  yes. i tried to think of a song to go with rainy days... but i am only listening to one song lately... and i can only find it here: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xhmt9k_the-kills-dna-blood-pressure-free-mp3-link_music

western-shoot-out meets acid-rock-chic.

HAY!  Wanna seem my new scarf? I knew you would... Abbie Miller made it and gave it to me for my birthday.  THE RADDEST.  [her and the scarf.]  I LOVE it.  But, am I cool enough to pull off this western-shoot-out meets acid-rock-chic look? ...I'm sure as hell gonna try. Wanna know what I'm listening…

everything, everyone… celebrate.

The Big 2-6 Birthday Recap. 8:00AM - Wake up.  I had work to do.   Open a package from my dear, dear family. I took that in front of the Texas liscense plate for y'all.  Missing you.  Loving all the love you sent to me for my birthday!  I especially love this next gem because it…

the whole damn year.

I'm usually all about celebrating my birthday for a whole week.  Proclaiming that it's "MY BIRTHDAY WEEK!  We're gonna BBQ/eat at Trio/go rafting/watch movies/etc. etc... cuz it's MY BIRTHDAY WEEK!" But this year, I didn't really want to.  Didn't want to make a fuss.  Didn't want the hoopla.  I'm getting older, it's okay that there…

i will find joy.

I take a lot of pictures of myself.  This is no surprise to anyone who has been to this here blahg before.  I've considered changing this sites url to http://www.picturesitakeofmyself.com... yeah, yeah, yeah. And I get made fun of by my friends tons and even find myself feeling so, so silly pushing the button to…

girls just wanna get stabbed.

I saw a question the other day, asking, "If you could have dinner with three people [dead or alive] who would they be?" Well, besides my beautiful friends and family that I'm always down for dinner with, I would choose Tina Fey, Miranda July and... well, I don't know who the third is yet.  Thank…

you poopin’?

[all names have been changed to protect the fabulous.] The Boulder/Denver heat was exhausting.  And after frolicking in the streets during the almost twilight hour after seeing The Head and The Heart: And then waking early to enjoy loved ones galore via delicious brunch, the farmer's market and Buffalo Exchange... we were pooped.  [some of…

meet her to know.

I've been thinking of how to tell you about my Momma.  How her love is something known with her presence.  But how do you explain that?  What story says, "she's amazing", "she's hilarious", "she's so strong", "she's so selfless", "she's so wise", "she's love"... all in one swoop? You just have to meet her to…

thankfulness in celebrating.

A great night of friends and laughs and cheese conies and then the news of Osama Bin Laden.  Talking, eating, discussing, laughing, eating more. Then, driving home, a message from a friend who had left earlier. - Hey, I was just listening to the news about Bin Laden.  It's just crazy to remember sitting in…