rachel, christmas 1985 the philosopher ferris bueller once said - life moves pretty fast. i can/can't believe i'm sitting here at my parents house, puppies warming my feet, rain on the tin roof, a drink poured but no makeup and... Continue Reading →
There are a few days that really make me miss home, and Thanksgiving is one of them. I don’t have any American friends here and the way I feel about the day doesn’t translate cross-culture. I’m coping well - bought... Continue Reading →
India Gate "So, what brings you to India?" Our tour guide Harsha sat us down the first night in the basement of our locally owned, somewhat sketchy motel, and began the dreaded ice breakers. I wasn’t super prepared for the... Continue Reading →
Hey, you. That time of year again, huh? Where you’re a few weeks into the new school year and questioning all your life choices? Wondering why this is the career you picked? Well, hold on. Hold on, now. Let’s have... Continue Reading →
on teaching first grade (never again!), being a spinster, auntie life, good friends.
Lots of people do round-ups for New Year's Eve, but a few years ago I started marking each actual year of my life, answering these same set of questions each birthday to help me measure moments. Here are the last... Continue Reading →
*goes on a trip to a foreign country and comes back wanting to show you pictures of the cats she saw* "What's up, I'm Rachel." I haven’t been in a serious relationship with something besides a bread recipe or tv... Continue Reading →
making ALL the new friends and being super normal. An ex-marine, a PE teacher slash rugby player slash crossfit star, a documentary film-maker coming from the front-lines of Ukraine, a gorgeous gay farmer from Oklahoma, a Barbie-looking tv producer from... Continue Reading →
if you know you know Whenever I come back to California, what I consider home-home, people always ask me what’s different. To say “just about everything” would be a cop-out, and not exactly true. I’ve lived abroad for almost a... Continue Reading →
The one where I realize I am a bit of an asshole. In which I arrange for an "end of the year" staff photo, and arrive late. https://open.spotify.com/episode/7zmfKHWI1eZEs1t8UKpqL2?si=e56412885d464dd4 You might know the thread on Reddit (a popular online forum for... Continue Reading →
just me myself and all my personalities talking out loud and singing and narrating life at all times.
I did not wake up today thinking this would be the day I’d have to teach my fourth graders what sperm kinda is, alas, that was today.
Sunglasses Always Fit 