My name is Rachel: Thanks for taking the time out to see what I have to say in this lovely blog world! We are just two people who are moving through life at an alarmingly fast rate of speed (and loving it, I might add...) Married since July 2008, nothing can stop us from moving forward in this life and staying afloat in this great big ocean! Follow us as we share our lives, fears, thoughts, and sometimes prayers.
Our life. Our now.
fun. - “Call Me Maybe” (cover)
I think I’m just a sucker for covers.
(Source: sherrice, via vneckandacardigan)
At the beginning, I know I’m about to get what I need, but I can’t help from vibing.
Then 2:10 hits, and I try to contain myself, but when something is really good to my soul, my initial reaction is to laugh.
…But then 3:16 catches me by surprise…
…then 3:21…
…then 3:35…
Then it ends, and I realize I’m here for someone who doesn’t even have her own album out yet but is still dragging your fave through the grimiest of bayous by their 1B pony.
SLAY, AMBER!
completely accurate.
This is my jam and while I love Otis more than anyone really knows, I still got chills from Mercedes’ version.
- What with getting my wisdom teeth out almost two weeks ago, I think it really messed with my cycle. I won’t go into details but it’s either the stress of the whole process, my body reacting to so many medications, whatever but nothing should bleed for this long.
- See above because I think it’s making me crazy. I dreamt that Josh and I went to the doctor because it wouldn’t stop and she just blurted out that I was pregnant without any warning. Obviously, I know that’s not possible but GOD I am so miserable.
- 2 days and I will be in Dallas, greeted by this beautiful lady, spending the weekend with my crazy mother for my little sister’s graduation where there are 900+ kids and her last name starts with a “W”. KILL ME.
- This list was going to be much longer but I can’t remember for the life of me what I was going to put so expect more random musings later.
- Fin.
Scheduled a pickup for FedEx to pick up between 2:00 and 5:30 and they got here at 5:24. Way to keep me freaked out all afternoon, guys.
Summer fixin’s. Happy Memorial Day, everyone!
And special thanks to all the service men and women, both past, present and future for all we are able to celebrate this fine Memorial Day and every day.
I think I should just become a professional photographer of cats. Or just request a check from Cali.
It may not look like much but I cried like a little girl when I opened my early birthday gift from my grandma and grandpa in which there are many photos and hilarious captions. But best of all is the first button where my grandma recites the three little kittens who lost their mittens. I started bawling immediately because it’s something that I’m going to cherish for the rest of my entire life and could not be happier for. My grandma’s voice. Forever and ever.
Happy 21st 28th birthday to this man. A man who I am very proud to refer to as “my best friend in DC” in conversation, the guy that Josh can refer to as “brother”, the future godfather to our children, the guy who will begrudgingly get the cats if Josh and I die.
Simply and lovingly referred to as “Thax”.
Happy birthday young friend. Miss you and wish we were there to see you cry old man tears.
And think of it like this: At least Josh is still older than you.
Early morning love in the form of flowers from a sweet coworker and countdown for exciting shiz. Happy Thursday! (Taken with instagram)
