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This is what my latte looked like tonight at back to the grind. Here with emily playing some canasta.

biblical women fear snakes.

so my mom used to teach middle school science.
and i dont know how it started but she ended up with so many animals in her class room.

there was a large aviary on one wall that had probably 15+ zebra finches. they would lay eggs and have little baby birds, so cute!the wood shop teacher made a pen on the floor out of discarded desks for the 10ish guinea pigs.
and during class they would let the pigs out so they were free to roam the class.

there was a bunny rabbit that would hop all around the school. and eat grass on the pe field and then be back in her class at the end of the day.there were always other random animals: parakeets, cockatoos, bull frogs, bearded dragon lizard, hamsters, tree frogs... and probably others that i am forgetting.

but this is where the story gets good.
some student gave her two garden snakes. my mom hates snakes, its actually biblical for women to hate snakes. but for some reason she took on the two snakes and kept them in her classroom.

so one morning my mom go to her classroom and there was only one snake in the cage. i wasn't there, but im failry positive she freaked out! well it turns out that the snake had gotten into the avieray and it had eaten all teh eggs, some baby birds, and some grown finches. it was a sad day in the class room.

every summer my mom would bring the animals hoome and we would take care of them for a few months.

so this summer i was playing with my friend kimberly and we were playing with the snakes, which were being storred in my room (her dad is a entomologist (bug expert) at ucr so she wasnt afraind of bugs or snakes).
so we put the snake in my barbie ferrari and once it was in it was not coming out.so i just put the barbie ferrari in the cage and left it.
i never told my mom about it.

a few months later i left for sumer cams and my mom and my aunt nanette decided to clean out my closet. they sorted through all my stuff and made their way to the darkest must untouched areas of the closet.

and they found the snake curled up in the corner of the closet. hybrinating.
word.

im changing.

im changing the way my blog looks.

takes me back to jr high and making sites on geocities.
i was all into the sparkly words and cartoons that moved around.

im not quite done yet, so if your looking at my blog and its hard to read, don't judge me.
i will let you know when its complete.

and alisha used my computer today, so that explains the last post. (but it's pretty much true).

Alisha Marie Elmo

is probably one of the nicest, most amazing people i have ever met.
here is a tribute to her
Awesome
Likable
Interesting(in a good way)
Super
Hilarious
Awesome...again

hakuna matata

hakuna matata is a Swahili phrase that is frequently translated as "no worries".
(thanks wikipedia!)

today on the way home from dland with jillian we were blasting the disney tunes and i totally flashed back to my hakuna matata moment.

it was the day after i got home from the mexico trip the summer after my jr year in highschool. and i was hanging out with my friend emily.
we wanted to go to a used book store and find some awesome old things to read. but the place we wanted to go to was closed early that night. so instead we drove thru dell taco.
and she was blasting the disney tunes.
and i was mortified.
so embarrassing! someone is going to hear you playing these songs.

she siad, "so what. hakuna matata, rachel."

and i was like, "you know you are right. i need to just chill out."
and we had a lovely talk about how i needed to get over obsessing over what other people might be thinking about me. becuase it really doesn't matter.

art journals

so i really want to start art journaling.
it just seems like an awesome way to express yourself.

i have been reading a few blogs about this: thrifty collage artist, and a beautiful mess among others.

but the thing is i really need to start collecting scraps, pictures, textures, and other things so i can start this process.

and i need to figure if i need a journal or if i need to just make individual pages and then bind them at a later date.there are some pre made ones at this etsy store. but i don't know if thats cheating.

that is all.

how they reel you in.

i love making lists.
i love going on amazon and seeing what they recommend i buy based on my purchases and stuff.
and then i add the books to a wish list.
i have some extensive wish lists. all organized and whatnot.
everything is so personalized, "daily recommendations for you" or "more music from your previously purchased artists"
and you know, whatever system they have totally works. becuase everything the reccomend it totally up my alley, usually.

so my newest favorite list making site is ebay. i recentally became a big fan of "watching" auctions.
curranally i am watching 53. i like watching things. im not comitting to anything. i can just take a passive seat back (is that a real phrase) and watch the progress of some shoes, makep, jewlery, purses, books, movie, random trinkets, art....

i am verry unfocused in my ebay watching, but thats part of the fun.

so this is my ebay purse that i got last week for like 3dollarsyeah for photobooth's bad quality but super duper convienence.

ugly awkward days.

in jr high i had terrible style.
on one hand im really glad i don't have many pictures from that stage in my life.
but on the other hand i wish that i had some proof of how ridiculous i was.

lets start out at the bottom.
i had about four different pairs of these doc marten sandals. they were pretty comfterable and i thought i looked ba in them.i also had an obsession with matching my shoe laces to my outfitt.
me and my bff ashley were crazy. between the two of us we had ever color of the rainbow so, for example, i would call her up and ask if i could borrow her bright orange ones to match my outfit that day. and we would lace them a different way each day. i hear there are books out there showing 1000s of ways to lace your shoes... i could have written that book.

did you notice that i said bright orange laces to go with my outfit?
that is becuase i had 7-10 different pairs of dickies pants in a wide assortment of colors.
haha.
oh man.
did any one else do these things? or was it just me.

so bad, but so good.

why do some things that are bad for you feel so good?

like cleaning out my ears with a q-tip.
or having someone walk on my back.
or eating lots and lots of cocolate.
or sucking on lemon wedges.
or sleeping in super duper late.
or staying up all night.

this is a picture of my stupid dog.

she is a really bad dog. but i still love her.
yes, she is dressed up like a lobster.
and i had nothing to do with that. my mom left these pictures on my facebook wall.
thanks mom.