That first Qtip after coming back from a long week away, am I right? My leg kicked like a dog getting a belly rub. I'm back from the four-day conference in Lima. My American curriculum international Christian school in Brazil... Continue Reading →
I'm trying to pack for Peru. But if you've ever traveled with me, you know my packing is like a ten hour mess, no matter what. I start by getting distracted by making a playlist for my iPod, end up... Continue Reading →
As a birthday treat for Leana, we spent this past weekend (thanks to her parents, a friend, and the manager!) at the JW Marriot on Copacabana beach. As she’s leaving me AGAIN this year (she left our old teaching job... Continue Reading →
What do you say when people ask you how you are? I always say "living the dream." The other day I said this and the friend who had asked me how I was burst into laughter. "Rachel! Whose dream?" she... Continue Reading →
I'm trying to be more healthy with Lent. Last week I bought radishes and like three things I thought were cilantro (and weren't). But the biggest fail . . . well . . . I have a lot of fruit allergies, but... Continue Reading →
Nothing like a public diary (blog) to help you see the ways you've (hopefully, but not always) grown and matured, and to observe the running themes in your life. On big days, or days that seem big, I like to... Continue Reading →
I am in the last 24 hours of my current vacation. It has been 53 days since I have worked. Isn't that obnoxious?! It's also lovely. Really, truly lovely. In that time, I've flown home to the States, had a... Continue Reading →
We've all been held hostage by group text messages; I'm currently being updated on my aunt's availability to return something to Chico's with my grandma after her volunteer service at the library. But I kind of like the pain of... Continue Reading →
Happy anniversary to me! 500 days ago today, I looked at my phone calendar, and it said "move to Rio and rule the world." So after very little sleep, my mom and sisters drove me to the airport in the... Continue Reading →
What do you call an old snowman? Water. Why did Santa's little helper feel sad? He had low elf esteem. I've got a thing on the side. Yeah. That's right. A... Continue Reading →
I found it kind of odd - sweet, to be sure, and lovely - to get so much feedback from my last post, a letter to my ex on his birthday, and I was wondering why people like reading about... Continue Reading →
I miss him at the oddest times. A video I know would have made him laugh, hearing Journey on karaoke night, a particularly witty pun I know he would have enjoyed. I wonder if there are still bits of me embedded in his daily life,... Continue Reading →
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