Category Archives: Random

An Ode…or Something Like It

I just had a great realization of who I want to be in life. And it turns out I already am her. I’m a woman who reads weird fictional books; who needs moments of quiet and owns noise-cancelling headphones just to be sure; who loves her plants like they’re human children–all 53 of them; whoContinue reading “An Ode…or Something Like It”

I’m Not Pregnant. It’s Just Menopause.

I’ve spent hours debating whether or not to share this. Is it too personal? Should it be kept private? Will people judge me for it? Fuck that. First, some housekeeping. A disclaimer that this might be triggering for some. Also, a plea that this is not something I need fixed, solved, analyzed, or coddled. IContinue reading “I’m Not Pregnant. It’s Just Menopause.”

One Time, I Stole Gas…

It’s true. I stole gas. I was 17 or 18 at the time, minding my own business at work in the fish and animal department the above-pictured PetSmart in Superior, CO (the one that almost burned down in the Marshall Fire), when the intercom sounded: “Rachel, you have a call on line 1, Rachel, lineContinue reading “One Time, I Stole Gas…”

Holy Cow It’s Been a Long Time

Hey dudes, it’s me. Long time no talk. I’m sorry about that. Truly. But I think I’ve solved the problem, the source of my writers block. Finally. So here we go. Let’s get this party started. Honestly, life is weird, but I’m psyched to write about all the things I’ve been promising for weeks andContinue reading “Holy Cow It’s Been a Long Time”

Rachel…Making Accident Prone Look Good Since 1983

Welcome to another installation of Rachel pulling a Rachel. In other words, what ridiculous way have I managed to hurt myself this time? Well, let’s just say, I’m currently managing injuries from head-to-toe. Facepalm. So where to begin. Back in August, while leaving a friend’s house in the dark, I tripped and fell down. NoContinue reading “Rachel…Making Accident Prone Look Good Since 1983”

A Couch-Surfer’s Photo Journal

My time couch surfing between August 17 and September 27 was weird to say the least. But instead of dwelling on the discomfort, I decided to celebrate the opportunity for growth by sharing the photos I took throughout that time. The first night, Jess, Stevie, and all their fur babies welcomed me–a puffy, crying mess.Continue reading “A Couch-Surfer’s Photo Journal”

A Monday with a Case of the Mondays

Sometimes I’ll have a Monday so messy I just have to laugh. So that’s what we’re doing here. Mondays are the worst as it is. Especially coming off a phenomenal multiday trip to my personal version of Never Never Land. But this week’s Monday definitely had its own case of the Mondays. I mean, it’sContinue reading “A Monday with a Case of the Mondays”