tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55369424228172099612024-03-12T22:26:12.937-05:00That's What She SaidA little bit of attitude - A whole 'lotta opinion - And some romance and fiction thrown in the mixRachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-49862430505451111512018-08-24T17:03:00.000-05:002018-08-24T17:12:21.715-05:00What I wish you knew...
What I wish people who love someone with an active addiction knew...
**Disclaimer: This may hurt some feelings (you'll thank me later)**
#1 Stop bailing them out of jail.
Each time you bail them out, it tells them you'll always pick them up when they fall. It tells them they don't have to fall, which then tells them they are allowed to continue to worship their drug of choice without Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-88076916076626930462015-03-08T00:46:00.001-06:002015-03-08T00:46:11.289-06:00Day 7: Hopes VS Reality
To Whom it May Concern:
You dream of happily ever afters, Prince Charming, and doing something crazy big with your life. You know you want to be somebody important, but you have absolutely no idea what that means. You hope to publish books, become a successful photographer, write articles published in important journals (or even non-important magazines), and build the house of your dreams.
Of Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-18412093948392197922015-03-07T01:27:00.001-06:002015-03-07T01:27:45.764-06:00Day 6: Every woman has the exact love life she wants
"She has to have four arms, four legs, four eyes, two hearts, and double the love. There is nothing 'single' about a single mom." ~Mandy Hale
"Single moms: You are a doctor, a teacher, a nurse, a maid, a cook, a referee, a heroin, a provider, a defender, a protector, a true Superwoman. Wear your cape proudly." ~Mandy Hale
Pretty sure I mentioned it in one of the other days, but not every Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-53120645526664630912015-03-05T20:29:00.002-06:002015-03-05T20:30:06.986-06:00Day 5: Lonely can mean peaceful and happy...
Misconceptions....
I personally feel like there are several about single life that are deserving of attention.
Single life is lonely...
Says who? Sure, it has its lonely moments, but then again, doesn't marriage and any other normal relationship? Loneliness is a sad and horrible part of being a human that experiences emotions, but it's normal. The dictionary defines "lonely" as "sad because Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-79033442369873131562015-03-05T17:52:00.002-06:002015-03-05T17:52:45.100-06:00Day 4: Fear of being alone - and then some.
Biggest fear as a single person?
I'm sure someone is going to throw around crazy comments like "afraid of being allergic to cats" or "afraid I won't have enough money to feed all my cats."
Luckily, I've found that two dogs keep me busy enough that I don't have time for a house full of felines that may or may not destroy every piece of furniture I have left. I'm good without cats. I'm even Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-84258455124351958182015-03-03T22:03:00.001-06:002015-03-03T22:04:42.894-06:00Day 3: When single is AWESOME! Day 3: Describe a moment or a day when being single was really awesome.
The Single Woman's 30-Day Blogging Challenge
When you want to lay around in your PJs and veg on the worst junk food ever while watching chic flicks all day.
The day after ending a bad relationship.
The night when you want to hog the entire bed all to yourself... covers and all, without guilt.
When you're out Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-78332872392413529792015-03-02T23:43:00.000-06:002015-03-02T23:43:15.698-06:00Day 2: The Most Depressing Write of the Month....
Needing to reach out to someone who's never there.
Wanting a shoulder to lean on for support.
That day when you feel no one in the world understands you, or even cares.
The numerous tasks that pile up with only one person there to tackle them.
When the bills come rolling in, money is tight, and you can only realistically work one full time job and one part time to barely make ends meet.
Those Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-31778353323948573882015-03-01T22:12:00.001-06:002015-03-01T22:13:07.076-06:00SINGLE? What, is it a disease or something?!
Boy meets girl. Boy is interested in girl. Then boy pops the question...
Why are YOU still single?
One of the most dreadful questions, in my opinion, that can be asked.
I absolutely HATE this question, but nine times out of ten, I would respond with a flattered but slightly annoyed "I don't know" or a "because I just got out of a bad relationship." But, if you had asked me a year or so ago Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-23658972409222614622014-11-13T23:42:00.002-06:002014-11-13T23:42:41.104-06:00Take chances, fall in love, enjoy life.
Life is short.
Take chances.
Love with everything you've got.
Be vulnerable.
Fall in love.
Get your heart broken,
Then fall in love again.
Make those mistakes and take something new from each one.
Cherish each moment.
They're all numbered, and you can't have any of them when you're gone.
You can't take anything or anyone with you.
Enjoy Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-5802480733991740772014-07-09T01:52:00.001-05:002014-07-09T01:52:40.041-05:00Memories - Blogophilia Week 20.7
Blogophilia Week 20.7 Topic: A Cascade of Possibilities
Bonus Points:
(Hard, 2 points) Include a lyric from a song by Air Supply
(Easy, 1 point) Use the word "carousel"
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Disclaimer: If you know me well, you know I have a tendency to bounce from one extreme to the other when it comes to love - I'm either soaking in warm fuzzy feelings or bitterness. Somewhere in the Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-88223251396930718182014-06-25T08:11:00.004-05:002014-06-25T08:11:49.976-05:00To do as I live - Blogophilia Week 18.7
100 things to do before you die? Who wants to consider that thought? Climb a mountain, para sailing, bungee jumping, white water rafting... they all sound like things you could do to lead to an early death - things one might do if they wanted to die.
But, what about living each moment like it's your last? Cherishing each breath of air. Loving like you'll never love again. Dancing like Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-2086989216618612032014-06-16T00:48:00.000-05:002014-06-16T00:48:00.028-05:00Happily Ever Afters - Blogophilia 17.7
Lust... they say its consequence is Hell.
She sees him standing there, eyes focused solely on her. The moonlight shows perfectly every little detail of the muscles in his arms, his shoulders.... she dreams to be wrapped tightly in them. His mouth slightly curls up on one side - that tingling half smile he flashes. She finds herself lost in him.
She waits for him to speak. Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-10697035195326276692014-06-12T00:14:00.001-05:002014-06-12T00:14:19.737-05:00Where I want to be versus the real world.... Blogophilia Week 16.7
To me, there's nothing more relaxing than spending time on the beach. Over the years, I've pondered the idea of moving there. I constantly push that idea to the back of my mind for fear that living on the beach would eventually make the idea of it less relaxing.
But, it's magical. The cool breeze blowing in when it feels like 250 degrees everywhere else... The peaceful sounds of theRachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-82648635349600432672014-06-04T23:03:00.003-05:002014-06-04T23:03:48.693-05:00Through Fire and Ice
She bounces through the day as if there's not a care in the world. There's a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye. "Good morning," she cheerfully exclaims to all she faces. They provide her the response she seeks - a false sense of "I'm doing well" with a smile and chipper return "good morning."
Coffee in hand and satchel across her shoulder, she swiftly bounces through Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-13139335988153370682014-05-26T01:50:00.000-05:002014-05-26T01:50:36.293-05:00Steel toe boots, college, and bedtime stories.
Maybe you can tell me how a love so right can turn out to be so wrong.
Thinking back on stories told before bed, I cannot recall any personally. My thoughts immediately turn to stories about Princesses, big fancy castles, Kings, Queens, and some lucky girl's happily ever after.
And then we find ourselves kissing frogs to see which ones turns out to be our prince. Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-44442089803640049492013-06-30T12:25:00.000-05:002013-06-30T12:25:05.145-05:00Drowning in a Legal System of Clowns - Blogophilia Week 19.6
Through my eyes, a fire ablaze
Skin tingles,
The sights amaze.
Thoughts racing through my mind.
A sting from a jelly, perhaps?
No, too much left behind.
A shark bite might be nice.
Not logical, not rational,
But natural consequences would suffice.
With a heart like ice,
Yet a smile so bright,
Escaping the system, without payingRachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-51094285597696779452012-11-09T21:45:00.001-06:002012-11-09T21:46:42.423-06:00The Problem with One Beer and Controlling Behaviors - Blogophilia 37.5
"Life is a system of half-truths and lies, opportunistic, convenient evasion."
I'm just going to have this one beer.....
He doesn't have a problem - he only takes pills occasionally for his headaches....
My problem was with methamphetamine; I can drink a beer and be okay.
I don't have a problem with addiction. He just won't listen to me when I tell him what to Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-74297659879933200092012-05-26T12:59:00.003-05:002012-05-26T13:00:13.598-05:00Start of Something New - BFF Focus on This Wk 3
I chose to redo my flower bed this spring...
You should've seen the bushes that were originally there. These are BEAUTIFUL (even without the roses on them yet) already in comparison!
And my first attempt at growing flowers from seedlings...
Some of them look like the one above...
And others look like this one above!!! :)
Although, I'm a little Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-64313207434484824622012-02-06T09:43:00.000-06:002012-02-06T09:43:05.752-06:00Interruption of Destiny - A Tough Decision to Make
"And now for something completely different." ~ Monty Python
It was an interruption of destiny...
A tough decision to make...
A choice between keeping hold of him or to suffer for some time to let go.
It's the question of whether or not someone who is co-dependent should remain in a relationship.
I'm caught every time between sweet lines of poetry and sappy love songs.
"Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-50838759330050281562012-01-27T01:29:00.001-06:002012-01-27T01:29:28.442-06:00At the End of the Day - BFF 162
We're all alone.
Lonely, inside our own personal shells where no one else understands our feelings, emotions, pain, heartache, thoughts, fears, memories...
The person beside you labels themselves as your friend.
They remind you of their number, encourage you to vent...
The one behind you says they have your back; they understand; they've been in your shoes; they want you Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-7258583424962926632012-01-25T18:38:00.000-06:002012-01-25T18:43:25.793-06:00Treat Others How you Wish to be Treated + Or There Will Be Consequences - BFF 161
In Church, we are taught there is no such thing as Karma - at least in Church of Christ. There are two paths you can go down. It was pointed out to me once in the Bible.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no expert on the Bible by no means. I've always felt sort of... out of place in Church. A little personal history - I was raised in Church of Christ and still tend to go back thereRachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-46596820438329088762012-01-18T08:52:00.001-06:002012-01-18T08:53:00.806-06:00#SOPASTRIKE #STOPPIPARachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-65099556849636080992012-01-13T23:07:00.001-06:002012-01-18T08:32:42.197-06:00Monkey See, Monkey Do - I Vote Nurture
Tabula rasa could be simply put as the nurture side of the nature versus nurture argument.
Recently, I wrote a paper arguing that the nurture side of the argument determines how we choose to behave throughout our lives. In each person I interviewed for the purpose of this paper, their responses showed they behave in ways their parents did rather than in ways their parents told them to Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-70919986804303589162012-01-11T20:55:00.003-06:002012-01-11T20:55:47.599-06:00If my parents had ever found out....
... sad part is, they already knew...
I feel for the poor guy in the picture above. HAD to be a rough night.
Fortunately, I can't say I remember any of these particular positions. I suppose that could either be good or bad, depending on how you look at it.
And in the interest of maintaining a good reputation, I'm only admitting to the things my parents already know Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5536942422817209961.post-32620811664924753072012-01-09T20:00:00.000-06:002012-01-09T20:00:57.452-06:00Dear Hormonal Self, (BFF 157)
Dear Hormonal-Stubborn-Ignorant-Hard Headed-Teenager Self,
First of all, listen to your...
You know what?
Never mind.
You're not going to listen to any advice you're given, whether it be by your own self at a later age or someone else.
With that being said, I shall simply show you your future.
You will be in love for years to someone who is a douchebag.
When you Rachellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412080582104487413noreply@blogger.com4