Showing posts with label Me In A Nutshell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Me In A Nutshell. Show all posts

1.05.2010

Oh Wait - Your Crazy is Showing!



Happy New Year...four days late! Story of our lives here. Who knew this mommyhoodshipness (whatever its called) would be so challenging. Good thing Bicho is so cute or else I would have to turn in my two weeks notice. As our family has grown, I have been contemplating what environment I want to create for our home. Of course I picture everything sparkly with no secret messes hiding in every bedroom closet or dirty diapers piling sky-high. And yes, ladies and gentleman, my perfectionistic (word?) idea of heaven on earth has once again have nipped me in the bud. Has that ever happened to you? No so fun - the bud nipping, I mean.

The perfect example is this past Sunday, which was Bicho's baby blessing. I was so consumed with the nitty-gritty details of chicken-macaroni-bowtie pasta saladness, and throwing every piece of junk that was downstairs into our bedroom so we had the appearance of having a clean home, that I missed the very spiritual experience of my first born child being blessed by my husband. Don't get me wrong. I was there. But I wasn't "there". And I know Bicho felt my anxiety because she cried during the whole blessing. And after. And for most of the day. So after all the planning and cooking and stressing, I ended up spending the lunch-in after the blessing upstairs with Bicho trying to keep her (and myself) from crying. And that is when it hit me. I focused so much on the appearance of having it together that I missed out on the here and now.

So my resolution for 2010 is to NOT have it all together. Sure, I will try. But I my goal will be to not "miss the mark" and focus on the life here and now. Be grateful for what I have...not the perfect put-together life I wish I had. So here's to showing your crazy every once in a while.

P.S. If you are wondering why there are no pictures of the baby in her blessing dress, refer to the post above.

11.11.2008

What's Up With Rachel?

Seriously! What is up with me?! My blog went from lame to super lame recently because I never post. Don't worry ladies - I can admit when I am totally lame. I do want to post some projects that I have been working on, so I'll do those soon! And I was tagged a million years ago and still haven't done it. So here are 7 facts about me that you probably never knew (or wanted to know) about me. Lucky you!

1. I didn't shave my legs for a year and a half. Yep that's right - 1.5 years of hairy legs. I'll spare you the pictures. I made a "secret combination" with another sister missionary in the MTC that we would both go a year and a half with hairy legs. And. I. did. The long skirts and nylons helped hide the hair...uhm, most of the time. (As a side note it took 5 razors to get all the hair off my legs - yikes!)

2. Opera is my favorite type of music. There - I said it. My dirty confession is out. On my 21st birthday, instead of partying like a rock star, I chose to see Pavarotti live in concert. It was the best concert I have ever been to. And a dream come true. Yes- I am a true Italian.

3. I have 100 goals to accomplish before I die. When I was a teenager I read a story in Chicken Soup for the Soul about a boy who set goals and spent his whole life achieving them. In college, I wrote out a list of goals to complete before I die. One goal : Run a marathon around Mount Everest. Aim high, ladies. Aim high.

4. Foreign films rock my socks. I love foreign films. My favorite foreign film? La Vita E Bella. A must see. Here's one of my favorite scenes where the main character is trying to get attention of the woman he loves (who is engaged to another man).


5. I love a good deal (a.k.a I am cheap). The thrill of the hunt is like a drug to me. And when I see how much I save at the checkout stand, I feel like I hit the jackpot and practically dance out of the store. Who needs drugs when you have coupons and garage sales to give you a high?! Seriously.

6. I was engaged to my husband three times before I married him. Or maybe more. I lost count after three. The thought of being married scared me to death. My poor husband. He is the sweetest, most loving husband in the world. And he lets me call him "Terbear" in front of his friends. Best. Husband. Ever. Every day I feel so lucky that he stuck around for me :)

7. One day, I will beat the turkey. Every Thanksgiving Arizona has a Turkey Trot 10K race. A man dresses up in turkey suit to run the race. He paces himself to run 6.2 miles in 45 minutes. My goal is run faster than this man in the turkey suit. Maybe this year...or something.

9.08.2008

A Picture Says 1,000 Words (Or Much Less..)

My name (almost):


Place I'd like to travel to:


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My age:


Past Love:

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Favorite Food (minus the beer):


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