I carry your heart with me

Okay, for those of you that have seen "In Her Shoes" then you know what this poem is ... luckily Aaron has NOT seen "In Her Shoes" and therefore ... this poem will be totally new to him and he will hopefully thoroughly enjoy it when I read it during the rehearsal dinner.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear, and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

-- e. e. cummings

I can barely get through it without crying ... and I know that when I'm actually looking at Aaron's face I'm REALLY going to cry ... but I think that it's going to be fantastic!

Thoughts anyone?

Reality Bytes

Here's a little confession for you ... I L.O.V.E. reality shows. I like shows like So You Think You Can Dance and American Idol ... but I REALLY enjoy watching all those horrible shows that have a bunch of people in the house and Drama after Drama after Drama. ESPECIALLY with dating shows.

Well, I mean, I haven't really gotten into the bachelor or anything like that but, I just can't stop watching Rock of Love. That show CRACKS me up! Those girls are so catty ... it's like watching a train wreck. I sit there in front of the TV with my mouth open just watching how horrible these girls are to each other. Sometimes ... I want to find out where these girls live and go and kill them because I think that they are so freaking stupid! But I keep watching!

I also love watching Bridezilla. I could sit around and laugh at that show for hours ... those girls get so worked up over NOTHING! They are so crazy for no reason what so ever! And honestly, I doubt that their marriages last very long because even their husband says horrible things about them! This one that I was watching last night ... the guy was helping set up stuff and was like "This is (name)'s face right here" as he was hammering something into the ground. There needs to be some serious re-evaluation in that relationship.

Oh! And My Super Sweet 16. I wish that I could find those kids years later when everything isn't always given to them on a silver platter and see how bad their life sucks. Those kids are so absolutely selfish and can only think about themselves ... and it's all the parents fault! I refuse to raise my children like that!! Apparently, there is a movie out now on DvD about Super Sweet 16 ... but in the commercial the girls are like "Oh, and we'll have everyone bring toys so that we can donate them to other children ... because THAT is what having a party is all about." Except that is NOT what the actual kids that are throwing these parties are thinking. All the do is cry because they don't get a Bentley, or their parents say "no" to their idea about going overseas for a year of HIGH SCHOOl. It always works out in the end to their advantage though ... which just makes it worse, because they think that forever will they be able to cry about something and get their way. Stupid Stupid Stupid kids.

But yeah, I can't stop watching them! It's just great entertainment ... maybe it's because I'm nosy and I like to know what's going on in other people's worlds ... I don't really know. But whatever it is ... Reality TV is the best thing to happen to my nightly shows!!

"I show not your face, but your heart's desire"

The mirror of Erised. For those of you that have never read or seen the Harry Potter books/movies, the mirror does not show your face like a normal mirror does, instead ... it shows your deepest desire.

For Harry, it was his parents ... for Ron, he was head boy and was holding the Quidditch cup in his hands ... for Dumbledore ... well, it wasn't a nice new pair of socks as he claimed in Book 1.

But what about you guys? If you were to take a glance in the mirror of Erised right now ... what would you see? What do you think is truly your heart's desire? Do you have to think about it a little bit? Is it something obtainable? Or is it actually something that you will never be able to achieve?

For me ... I think that I would see my mother. Just once ... one more time. I'd see her giving me a big huge hug. Over and over and over again ... just one of those hugs that wraps you up and keeps you safe. There are a lot of things in life that I want, things that I want to own, to accomplish, things that I want to do before I die ... but my deepest ... darkest ... main desire ... is to see my mother again. Isn't it interesting ... that I couldn't stand to go over to her house while she was alive and now this is the deepest thing that I want now?

The world is full of Irony.

Rain Rain Go AWAY.

Okay, so for those of you in Texas ... I think I speak for everyone when I say ... EFFING STOP RAINING. JEEZ.

It rains EVERY SINGLE DAY ... seriously. And tonight, I had to drive back home in it ... and that makes me angry. But you know what makes me even MORE angry ... People like that fucker over there in the Hummer splashing water all over the place. Yeah, that one.

Aaron and I have already came to the conclusion that people that drive Trucks & HUGE sports utilities like a hummer are assholes. I know this. Aaron knows this. But it's not like I can pick who I ride next to when I'm driving to save my life at 10pm on a Friday night on a busy highway with water on the road.

My little bitty Honda can only take so much people! Not only did some asshole drive past going 40 (instead of the 25 that everyone else was politely going as the rain torrentially beat down on us) but they also splashed all kinds of water all over my car and I couldn't see a THING!

Then, I ended up (somehow ...) between an 18 wheeler (which after my accident back in February I'm deathly afraid of) and another asshole in some kind of large vehicle that I couldn't tell you about now since all *I* could see was the water that both of them were splashing all over my car. And I know ... some of that wasn't their fault ... but pulling up where they are RIGHT in front of me and then staying there .... yeah, that IS their fault.

Thankfully, I made it home safely ... and it was even only drizzling a bit when I got home so that I didn't have to walk in the horrible rains and all that stuff.

Anyway ... in Wedding news (with nearly 14 more days until THE day) I got some shoes for my rehearsal dinner dress, the makeup (eyeshadow and mascara) for wedding makeup, AND a Harry Potter coloring book. That wasn't for the wedding ... but it made me VERY cheerful!

A New Way of Getting to Sleep

God. Doesn't she look peaceful?

I seriously don't know what's wrong with me. I could sleep ALL day long. Or ... actually ... I could sleep for as long as it's "daylight" outside. But once it turns night ... I'm screwed.

Infact, tonight ... I really thought that I was going to be alright and be able to go to sleep when I wanted too ... but as soon as I got in bed it wasn't working out. I tossed and turned for a good 45 minutes before I finally decided to just get up.

I'm hoping that it's just because I'm getting excited about the wedding ... and once all of it is over with I won't have lists to go over in my head and start remembering things that I forgot that I needed to do or something like that.

The programs are finished ... now let's just pray that the guy that is doing them is going to get them done in time. I am also getting my rehearsal dinner dress fixed tomorrow, the halter top thing needs to be taken up, and Aaron's mom is going to fix it. Now, it's just music ... and that's what runs through my head over and over and over again when I want to go to sleep. AHHH! I can't wait until this is all over with ...

Oh yeah. Another bridesmaid isn't going to the bachelorette party. Fucking awesome. Seriously.

An update on the Real

I know I know, I said that I was only going to post interesting, fun, creative things on this blog ... I remember what I said. But, I just wanted to give a small update on "Wedding News!"

I'm SUPER excited ... why? Because we are almost finished with EVERYTHING that we need to get ready for the wedding! We got our Limo booked today ... because Aaron took so long getting that stuff taken care of, we are going to have to go with a SUV limo. So, I guess we are going to be "rolling out" in style! I'm still crazy excited about it though ... because I've never ridden in a limo before and I have been saving myself for when I got married!!!

Also, we are about 90% finished with the program. I just need to read it off to the priest and make sure that everything sounds okay ... and then email it to Jessica so that she can bring it to Drago's and they can get it all going. It's going to be worth getting it done professionally, because I don't want to have to deal with binding and staples and stuff like that. Plus, it's going to be a little bit longer than normal because we are going to have notes to each of the bridesmaids, groomsmen, Parents & Siblings. I totally stole that from Amanda ... but I don't care. It's going to be awesome!

All that is left after that is the DJ list. I have filled it out and emailed it to him, but now Aaron and I need to have a list for the "open dancing" stuff. So, if anyone has any fun ideas ... I want our reception to be great fun!!!

That's it! We have everything ready for the cruise ... we don't have passports but we have birth certificates which they say are enough ... we have our matted Frame for everyone to sign, all of our pictures are finished and in, we have the marriage license ready to go, toasting glasses, dresses & tuxes ... and with 16 days left!

I think this is why I havn't had a crazy nightmare in the past couple of weeks ... let's hope it continues!!!

I swear ... I'll post a good update tomorrow!

Here's looking at you

Here's a question for all you guys out there. Why ... do you think that it's okay to stare, wave, cat call, or make comments towards girls that make them feel slimy all over?

It seems like when a guy looks at a girl with "that look" he's thinking to himself, "Oh yeah ... saving that for the spank bank tonight." Which makes me want to cringe all over again just thinking about earlier today.

I was minding my own business making my way into Half Priced Books, Aaron went off to the comic book store next door, and as I was walking into the store a man and his children were walking out. He held open the door for me, gave me "that look" and then said "Oh yeah, I'm liking THAT!" I didn't turn around and smack the shit out of him which is what I should have done, because I didn't think that his children ought to see their father get beat up by a girl.

Then, once we got into the car, we were next to a van with a whole bunch of guys in it and the guy in the passenger seat blatantly waved and smiled at me with "that look!" This time Aaron was IN the car with me and they still did it. I just don't get it.

Poor Aaron was like, "Man, I hate that I can't do anything about it ... and it pisses me off because I think that some of these guys do it in front of me because they KNOW that I can't do anything about it." Aaron's a lover ... not a fighter, you see.

I just don't understand. Oh, and it's never "good looking" guys .. it's always the creepy, middle-to-old-aged, fat guys ... you know the kind ... the ones that make you want to gouge out your eyeballs just looking at them. Yeah, those. They are usually decently scraggly, with probably a bit of their lunch still on their shirt, and sweat marks of some kind on their attire.

Maybe they have just given up! They figure, "If I do this long enough ... maybe someone will actually turn around and be like ... Oh yeah? Really ... awesome ... let's get it on." And if that's the case ... more power to you creepy weird guy ... but leave me OUT of it!

WTF? Or ... Why do people suck?!

So, getting married REALLY lets you know who your "real" friends are and that's for sure.

Honestly, I don't understand why people think that showers, bachelor/bachelorette parties, rehearsals, or decoration set-ups are optional.

When someone asks "Hey, would you like to be my bridesmaid?" And you aren't exactly sure that you are going to be able to give them the time and money (if needed) that they deserve ... then say NO. Seriously!

Guess what! People don't ask you to be a bridesmaid just so that you can stand up next to the person. No, they ask you to be a bridesmaid so that you will be there for them or the other bridesmaids when you are needed. They ask you because out of ALL the people that they know, they figure that you are going to have their back ... and help make the couple's wedding even more amazing.

So really, think before you say that you are going to be some one's bridesmaid. There are very few reasons why you can not make it to one of the wedding events. 1) Death (you or family) ... 2) The Miss Texas Pageant. That's it! It's not like you get asked to be a bridesmaid a month before the wedding or the said event. NO ... you have plenty of time to ask off of work, to make arrangements with other things that might come up, and to save money.

Seriously. Has no one heard of a Savings Account or something?

"Numba 1" Ringtone ...

Has anyone ever watched MTV for a long period of time, or actually any cable television show late at night and been bombarded with stupid "text messaging" commercials? Honestly, who is actually sending "joke" to 29292 so that they can be the funniest person in their "clique"?

I mean, thinking back ... it must be doing quite well because there are about fifty different text message commercials to use from: Horoscopes, Ring tones, Naughty night time texts, Jokes, trivia ... the list just goes on and on.

And furthermore ... what a stereotype! All of the "urban" music ... the text number has "420" in it. Every time! Now, what is THAT supposed to mean exactly!? Not everyone that likes rap music tokes up!

Also, do people realize that by texting once they are signed up for a subscription? I can only imagine how difficult it is to cancel that one. Hours and Hours on the phone with that chipper announcer explaining all of the terms and conditions ... "Well, you've signed your life over to Satan because you wanted Party Like a Rockstar as an AWESOME ring tone on your phone! Text Rock to 420 20!!!" -gag-

And while I'm on this rant ... what about all of those "local singles" hot lines. Are people really believing that girls as hot as the girls on the commercials are waiting around for their dumb ass to call them? Honestly.

Sometimes I wonder ... really really wonder.

Contemplations

So, officially ... I have finished the Harry Potter series. But I am not saddened by this, because like any great thing, it will live on forever. As I mentioned before in a previous blog, even though the books are officially over with ... there is still two more movies left ... and by that time hopefully an entirely new generation will discover what Harry has in store for them.

I will not talk about the book any further at this moment, because I don't want to ruin it for others. Instead ... I wanted to discuss the ideas and thoughts that this book has made me realize in the short time that it took me to read it.

This might sound stupid ... and if it does ... just stop reading ... but this series, especially this last book, has changed my outlook on a lot of things. Love really does "conquer all" and it probably isn't even in the way that you think or want it to be. The past ten years, I have felt bonded to these characters ... as if I have experienced exactly what they have. And in short I have.

Loss, Love, Grief, Friendship, Acceptance ... everyone has experienced these things. And that my friends is what makes an amazing protagonist. Give me someone that I can relate too ... and I'll love you forever.

I encourage those of you have that not read the series to do so. I encourage those that have to read them again. And I encourage any writer's out there to get to writing ... because now I have nothing to read!

Cracked Plates & Broken Dreams

How very unfortunate! For our bridal shower, Aaron's sister bought us a great set of really nice plates. The were a cream/gold/honey color, with a crackled design and a black finish on the bottom. Very cute! Using some of the credit that we received from bringing back "doubles" we went online and ordered the Turquoise set as well. So that we would have two colors that compliment each other and we were fulfilling a compromise. Well, after ordering the plates ... I was reading the reviews online about them and they were basically horrible. Alot of talk about how the black had chipped off ... and a few uses in the dishwasher caused the color to fade to nearly white. So Aaron and I decided that we would just wash them by hand.

Well, today ... while I was sleeping (because I was preparing myself for the Harry Potter festivities tonight) Aaron was hand washing some of the plates. One of our Salad plates broke! It has a chip in it and it's cracked!! How very upsetting, right?

So, I called Target up and told them all about it. I figured that I might have to get a little pushy because I had heard that Target wasn't very friendly when you tried to return things. But it was no big deal. The lady on the phone told me that I just needed to return them to the store and if the store gave me any problems tell them to call the customer service number and they would work it all out for us.

But, now ... we don't have any plates anymore! Aaron's sister says that we should go and check out Dillard's or Macy's for plates and we can just tell Aaron's grandfather about them and he will probably get us all the place settings that we need. He gave Loren and Shaw all of their fine China and we didn't register for any fine China because there is no way that we are ever going to use it.

I'm glad that we didn't immediately go and bring all of our old plates to Good Will! Otherwise we wouldn't have anything to eat on anymore. And that my friends ... would suck.

Rachel 1 Target 0

Alone?

Okay. So, the reason that I have this blog ... besides talking about fun and humerus things ... is to also talk about things that bother me ... or things that I've experienced. (As long as they aren't boring stupid things like what I do every day).

I havn't told anyone this. Well, actually ... I've mentioned it to Aaron and I've mentioned it to Jessica ... neither read the blog ... nor will they ever probably will read the blog. I'm not sure why I dreamed this last night. Normally, when it happens ... it's because something is pressing on me ... or I'm stressed out about something ... and He usually always makes me feel better. I honestly don't know what to think about this.

Maybe, I guess ... I should start from the beginning:

A long time ago, when I was sixteen ... I dated this guy, Ryan. Even though we only dated for three months, which hell ... was basically a lifetime for some people back in high school, We were always pretty close after that. We could tell each other anything, he would sometimes come over even after we weren't together and we'd talk almost all night long. I guess that I can say that he was my first "Love." I lost my virginity to him, and like they always say "He will always have a place in your heart" and he does. He was a real great guy ... he just was kind of in with the wrong crowd. He was very smart, funny, and really good looking ... but the pull of his friend's and drugs pulled us further and further apart, even after we were already broke up. But weeks or maybe even months later, he'd come back around and we'd spend some time with each other again.

My senior year of high school that all changed ... and I can remember almost exactly everything that happened leading up to the news ... and hours after the fact. I had gotten up early, had even put makeup on ... which was a serious rarity. I found a good parking spot at school ... and was making my way in when a couple of people that I was mutually friends with came out of the doors to the school. I smiled and waved to Jon and his face immediately dropped and he muttered, "Oh Rachel." He stopped me from walking inside and starting telling me what had happened. "Ryan got into a car accident last night, Rachel." "Well, is he okay?" ... "No, No ... he's not. Rachel, Ryan is dead." I remember saying "Oh. Okay." and pushed past them making my way back into the hallway. I went straight to my locker, grabbed the books that I was going to need for the my first few classes and went to my first class, an Aide Period with Mrs. Knight. The class had just began ... and I quietly walked in and set my books down, sat down at her desk and let out a sigh. She immediately said "I'll be right back class ... and quickly moved through the classroom, took me by the hand and led me outside. I immediately started crying with her arms wrapped around me as she muttered soothing things. Eventually she told me that my friends were looking for me, and told me to wait in the other room until they got there. The day carried on ... I stayed in school even though alot of people that I didn't think should have went home did. I attended the funeral, and was actually asked to sit with Ryan's Dad and Florenda and their kids. I was fine throughout the funeral and the burial and everything. It wasn't until I got home that night that I sat and cried and cried and cried for one of my best friends.

Now for the relevance of this story:
Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe I'm completely insane. But I honestly don't care what you think of me. Every day of my life ... I think about Ryan. Every single day. Whether it's a song that I hear on the radio that he always liked, a song that I think that he would like, a movie that we watched together .... whatever it is ... I always think of him. Eventually, I started dreaming about him ... I would dream that he would come and sit on the bed and I would sit up and he would tell me that "He was fine, that everything was okay, that he was taken care of, and that he loved me." But once I moved up to Spring ... the dreams became more real. I started dreaming that we would have long conversations about things that were going on in my life. I told him about getting married, I explained how things were really stressful and all the different reasons why. He would make me laugh, he would tell me that everything was okay, and that he was extremely happy for me. Every time I wake up from a dream with him in it ... I smile.

Until last night:
Last night ... I kept looking for Ryan. I was dreaming about the spots that we always meet at. He recently has begun showing up in a pool or a beach like setting, and we sit on lounge chairs and watch the water while we laugh and talk. But he wasn't there. He never showed up at all. The entire dream was me trying to find him and not being able to ... and I woke up with tears in my eyes and a knot in the pit of my stomach.

What does that mean?

My Undying Obsession ...

As July 21st looms ahead, I feel that it is time to reflect on my Harry Potter obsession. Maybe it's time to get everything out in the open. Explain how I first began to love the books, when it turned into an obsession, my thoughts on the last book, and finally what I plan on doing after the greatest series of books ever written comes to an end.

Book Lover:
I did not much care about reading the books when they first appeared on shelves all those years ago. They were considered "Children's books" and honestly, my reading level had surpassed the Children book level ages before Harry Potter. So there I was ... minding my own business, completely unaware of the amazing opportunities that Harry would soon open up for my creative imagination. All of the hype, all of the talk ... it was all a bunch of crap if you asked me. But about the time the third book had hit shelves, I was able to borrow a copy of a friend of mine's to "get a feel for the book" and decide whether or not I liked it or not. Well we all know the outcome ... Love at first Chapter. It was amazing, the descriptions for different things that no one would normally think of. Such as "Port Keys", random objects in places that they shouldn't be that wizards turn into things to transfer them into different places. I see them everywhere! Shoes in the middle of an abandoned parking lot, a book placed under a tree for hours on end, a random shopping cart miles away from a Walmart or Target. The book really opened up the imagination, the child in me if you will.

Mild ... okay ... Major Obsession:
Honestly, I don't think that I really became obsessed with the books until just recently. In fact, I guess about the time that the fifth book came out. Or well ... maybe after reading The Goblet of Fire. That book is the thickest of the series, and I still managed to get through it in a little under a week. When the fifth book came out ... I needed to get it right away. Actually, I ended up getting it a couple of days after it came out ... but after reading that one ... there was no turning back. I wanted MORE. MORE, I say! I made sure to pre-reserve my copy of book six. I didn't go out to the midnight party because I had to be up for work the next morning ... so I just picked it before work started at 9:30am. But it just got worse. After reading the sixth book, I went back and re-read the entire series ... because there were things that I couldn't remember and things that I needed to refresh on. That's about when it hit me. I was hooked. HOOKED. During the Goblet of Fire movie release I picked up three HP shirts and a HP jacket. This year for this movie I added another shirt to the collection, and even made a shirt to wear for the opening of the movie. This year we went and watched in on the IMAX. THIS YEAR I am attending the Grand Hallows Eve Ball at Borders. That's right ... I'm twenty-two years old, and plan on dressing up to attend a fictional Harry Potter ball. Maybe I really do need help.

The Deathly Hallows:
The seventh and final book in the series, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. It's going to be dark, it's going to be scary, it's going to answer all of the questions that I've waited a decade for. Snape ... is good. This almost hurts me to say because I've thought that Snape was bad for a good long time. But after re-reading and re-reading ... and you guessed it ... re-reading. I've changed my mind. I think that Dumblerdore has Snape under an "unbreakable vow" that he has to save Harry no matter what happens. I think that it's the best thing for the greatest wizard of all time to do! I mean, he always mentioned how much he trusted him ... well Duh! It's impossible to break the vow! Plus, at the end of the sixth book ... the pleading that Dumbledore does ... I don't think that he was pleading with Snape for him to stop I think that he was pleading with Snape to finish what was the inevitable. As for who will die ... there's a good possibility that Ron could die ... I could see it happening. I think that it would be more detrimental for Ron to die than for Hermione to die. I could also see Ginny possibly dying, Neville perhaps, or Luna. However, the good WILL prevail. Harry WILL beat Voldermort. The books would be worthless if they didn't have a real hero in the end.

Life After Harry:
I think that I'm going to be okay. There are still the two movies that have yet to come out. Harry Potter & The Half-Blood Prince movie due out November 2008! And about the time that the movies come to an end ... it will be time for Aaron and I to start having children ... and hopefully my children will love them as much as I do. Harry will live on in my heart ... and in the hearts of those around me that love him as much as I do. We will all be okay.

Squabble, Fight, Bicker

After an amazing wedding shower where I was literally "showered" (I'm guessing that is what the whole term means ...) with gifts, not only did Aaron and I receive a lot of things for the kitchen, but we also received "Scene It Squabble." A game that I have literally been dying to play for a while now.
Battles of the Sexes are always fun ... especially since I am basically a guy or something. No really ... I knew more of the guy questions than the girl questions when we played tonight ... but that's besides the point. -Read below ... for "The Point"-

I was thoroughly disappointed in the "bicker" cards that Aaron and I used while we were playing tonight.
You see ... the game has these cards. Depending on what section that the dice lands on it is very possible that you will have to pull a bicker card. On these cards are instances that apparently occur in relationships (???) and then the outcome for the male or female player. One that we got tonight read this:

While in a fit of passion, your girlfriend calls out another guy's name

Female: Move back one space for making the mistake, and another for getting mad because your man didn't care.
Male: Move forward two spaces ... because who cares, you are still getting action.

Now, normally I'm not usually bothered by crude comments, etc etc. But this kind of pissed me off. I mean honestly ... if the guy isn't going to be upset about the girl calling out another person's name ... this must not be a very serious relationship. I can guarantee that Aaron would be pretty upset about it if I did it to him!!

Or how about this one:

Your man comes home with flowers and candy "just because"

Woman: Move back two spaces because you immediately think that it's because he did something stupid.
Men: Move back two spaces because the truth is ... you did.

Um. Seriously? First off: Women ... if your man comes home with flowers and candy just because ... be grateful that you have a man that is spontaneous and romantic. Why would you immediately think that there was something wrong? If that is what you think then you have some serious relationship/esteem issues that need to be worked out before you get into another committed relationship. Second: What the hell "Game" there are guys out there that DO do amazing things for their women ... including randomly bringing home flowers, sending them flowers at work, bringing home some candy or whatever.

Why is today's society ... and today's board games so cynical?

Now, don't get me wrong ... the game is fun and all ... but seriously some horrible people with rotten relationships must write the cards. It's kind of depressing.

A new start

It has come to my attention that I have been neglecting my blogging skills for a while now. After reading some back posts on my old blog ... I realized how funny I used to be. Hilarious! Really. But now, all I do is ramble on about my day ... or week ... or month ... depending on how long it takes me to get an update in.
This has got to stop. I won't have it any longer! I mean, I'm sure that there will be times that I will want to ramble on about how boring my day was ... or how exciting *I* thought it was. But, mostly ... I will try to provide humorous stories, lists, anecdotes, etc. for my many adoring fans out there. This is a fresh start ... I'm standing at the starting line of my new life. Here I am, breaking out of the mundane to provide you, the reader, with something interesting to read while you surf the Internet at work.
Therefore, I will need your help to make this all worth while on my end. Everyone that stops by ... please leave a comment! Then, I will be more apt to feed your need for Rachel on a daily basis! How about it?
However, we need to come to an understanding right here and right now. There could very well be times in the near future (i.e. Honeymoon) that I will be unavailable to you, the reader. PLEASE, do not waste away! Find something else to do ... and once I return I'm sure that I will have some more fabulous stories and antics for every one's enjoyment!

Go now. Spread the news. Rachel (The Drama Angel) Has Returned!