Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Hodon. Hodon... Have I told you I'm important? Yep. That's an official business card. I have an extension. Don't call me on it, though... can't figure out how to set that thing up... Work has been absolutely great. Not last week, but this week... great. But being new won't stop me… Continue reading shared horror.
Rafting the Middle Fork of the Salmon River was [hands down] one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Words trying to spell out the laughs, scares, beauty, realizations, breathlessness... would fall short. So, in hopes, here are some photos to explain... [in almost completely random order...] [a week for the books. a time… Continue reading where i’ve been for the last week…
I've been riding my new road bike around a fair bit. Loving it. This is the road bike all of my friends gave me for my birthday. [the nicest thing that's ever happened to me... my goodness, i have the best friends in the world.] Anywho, I've taken to it. LOVE IT. Wanna find excuses… Continue reading nope. nope. nope. nope. nope.
On this GORGEOUS day here in Wyoming, I participated in the Run and Ride [both the running AND the riding, thanks to my new, sexy road bike] in the morning time. The race is a 5K run followed by a 15K bike followed by some amazingly adorable kids doing the Kids Race followed by a… Continue reading for one second.
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… Continue reading crying, smiling, singing, loving. magic.
I got a text message yesterday morning, that read: "You are going to crack up when you see the cover of the daily!" My first thought was, Oh, no this cannot be good. Especially since there were many pictures of me taken like this... And then I opened an email that read: "I think they… Continue reading it’s okay if your shoes aren’t doing it…
Once upon there was a great team named, "Two Boobs and a Beard." [not shown... yet.] One delightfully sunny, yet still a bit cold, morning, the team was separated by a huge mountain. The boobs part of the team [renamed, "The Black Widow"] had to ski down three miles of icy snow to get to… Continue reading The Pole Pedal Paddle: A Story.
I have been known to be a bit of a junkshow when it comes to skiing. [gimme a break, i'm from texas!] aerial falls... skiing downhill kneeling on both skis... acting like a drowning victim after a fall... getting caught in a ski fence... ...oh, the ridiculous memories. A couple days ago, I skied with… Continue reading glorious embarrassment.
I had big Valentine's plans. Big Valentine's plans for you... the reader... subscriber. I was going to share with you an entry in the journal [it's like a blahg but with pen and paper... more work] about love. Love as a question. Love as a doubt. Love as a choice. Love as a mystery. Love… Continue reading be forewarned.
After running some errands today, I decided I wanted a Dairy Queen Blizzard. Okay, who am I kidding? I had brought along coupons I've been saving for DQ. The whole point of this excursion was to get a Blizzard. Driving through town, towards DQ, I saw a hitchhiker. And I thought to myself, Self, you… Continue reading lethal poison for the system.
Okay, I'm reusing my post from last Halloween... - Why can’t witches get pregnant? - I dunno, Mom… Why? - Because warlocks have hollow-weenies! [out of the 500 times i've heard this joke, i bet i hear the punch line about 25% of the time... the other 75%, she's laughing too hard to deliver it. … Continue reading since i was twelve.
I saw Valentino Achak Deng speak almost a week ago in Jackson. He is an amazing man. A man who, as a boy... such a young boy, suffered though the turmoil of the Second Sudanese Civil War: being seperated from his family, no food, no water, death around him, death before him. Deng came to… Continue reading valid.
I did the dumbest thing I've done in a long time today. I was like, "Okay, Self. You should do something. There's a yoga studio like a half block from your temporary place. Go to a yoga class. Clear your head. Feel fit. Feel good. Use your body." So, I check the schedule and they've… Continue reading a hot nap.
I promised to put these up, like, forever ago. The first one, I woke up, freaked out, biked to the station, pulled about twenty CDs off the shelf, played music that my super hip music directors recommended on their recent emails. I was unprepared... and the show ruled. So, if you find some amazing new… Continue reading they seem wild.
To the woman who's laugh is contagious... who's cooking is unbelievable... who's dance moves are unmatched... who's heart is bigger than all others'... who I want to be exactly like... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMA! I wish I could be there with you, but I know you're having a blast at the coast with the boys. If… Continue reading exactly like.
I'm sitting at home, drinking wine, being unproductively productive whilst watching Dark Was the Night Live. It's amazingly filled with Yeasayer, Feist, David Byrne, Bon Iver, etc. You should check it out. Or at least the albums... by far my favorite compilation ever. Just one: And then, at the end of one of the bonus… Continue reading i couldn’t if i tried.
I ran a half marathon yesterday. It went much better than the half marathon I ran two weeks ago... But don't worry... they took care of me oh so well... Anywho, yesterday's was harder than the one before. Don't know why. But later in the day, driving back from a pot luck in Wilson, I… Continue reading i was from portland.
This was my birthday present from my father: Oh, where to begin?... First off, that is my absolute favorite picture of my father and myself. So dear to me. I swell with love every time I see it. Secondly, Badooder. My father's favorite nickname for me. Covered in this blahg post: Badooder. And finally... okay,… Continue reading to the leader of the band…
I woke up insanely happy and just didn't know what to do with myself... so I did what I do best, took a picture of myself on my computer. It's crazy that I'm twenty-five... today... whoa. And that... that is what I look like after a quarter century of living, breathing, running, loving, crying, dancing,… Continue reading handsome cowboys and heineken beer.