Question #4

4. What gets you excited about life?

LOTS OF STUFF. I think I'm a very excitable person, haha.

• Editing research papers/essays
• Reading a fantastic book
• Spending quality bonding time with my mommy
• Crazy dinner conversations with my family
• Anything that involves my boyfriend
• Game nights
• Planning out tattoos I want
• Going to the gym and exercising until I look like a hot mess...minus the hot part
• Wearing jeans that make my butt look good
• Finding out a restaurant has wonderful gluten-free/lactose-free options 
• Chilling with my close group of friends at college
• Broadway shows
• Listening to music
• Watching DCI
• Marching with the Reading Buccaneers
• Laughing
• Thrift store shopping!
• Hot n' heavy time with my man ;D
• The Walking Dead
• Wearing mismatched socks
• Wearing an outfit I love
• Thinking about marrying David
• A solid snow storm
• Visiting best friends I haven't seen in a long time
• New York City
• Getting all dressed up for a concert, date, or special night out

There's plenty more, but these were all the ones that first popped into my head. :)

Wisdom Teeth!

Chubby chubby chipmunk!

I successfully got my wisdom teeth out! The whole process (from my side of things) was really simple and quick...but then again I don't really remember much. :P

Once I was situated in the big comfy chair, they hooked me up to all sorts of gadgets to keep track of my heart beat, breathing, blood pressure, and oxygen intake. I had to get an IV and when they saw my left arm (I got blood taken yesterday) they were like, "They BUTCHERED you!" and I confessed that no, they did a wonderful job...I just bruise a ridiculous amount.

After that, I got this oxygen mask thing which quickly stopped giving me oxygen and instead switched to laughing gas. And I was OUT in like two seconds. I remember the surgeon telling me the gas was starting and they were gonna put something in my mouth for me to bite down on before I fell asleep. WELL. I think I fell asleep before they were able to do that cause I don't remember it AT ALL.

When I woke up I felt WEIRD.

I remember trying to go back to sleep and the nurse telling me to stay away...struggling walking to the recovery room...seeing my mom...walking to the car...and then waking up at home. BUT, according to my mom a BUNCH of stuff happened in between!

Apparently, I almost started crying because I thought the surgeon was mad at me that I fell asleep so quickly. And then I had a laughing attack which caused all the machines I was hooked up to go berserk. And in the car I tripped out on my socks...saying they were the best socks EVER and pretty much crying because I love them so much. I told my mom I thought this sun artwork hanging outside someone's home looked angry and I chided them for having an angry sun. I drummed on my numbed cheeks in rhythm with a song on the radio. I geeked out about my socks again. And THEN I fell asleep. I only remember the waking up part...but that's okay, because mom had so much fun retelling me all the crazy stories.

Recovery has gone really well for me so far. I've been icing my cheeks throughout the day and I have no swelling whatsoever. I'm not even in pain! There's a slight discomfort, but no pain, which is wonderful. I've been eating pudding and white chicken chili soup and protein shakes all day...yum! Can't eat any solid food yet...tried a banana and was NOT successful. But that's okay. Baby steps. :)

Good for you if you get this reference. :)

Great photo and reminder that the number doesn't always matter.

I love tattoos

When done artfully, I really think they're something special. I've been on Pinterest for like half an hour just looking at pictures of different tattoos, and getting so inspired!

I've known for a couple months now that I really want a tattoo of an equal sign on my right ring finger to represent equal rights for gay people. I got the idea from Miley Cyrus, she has the same tattoo and when I saw it the first time I knew I needed to get it. Gay rights is really important to me because my dad is gay. The tattoo would represent my support and show how proud I am of who my dad is.

I also want a Margaret Atwood tattoo sometime in the future. She is my absolute favorite author and so getting a tattoo done of some quote (dunno what I want yet) from her would be perfect. And it's even more perfect cause I'm obsessed with books in general and I want to be an English teacher. :)

Recently I've been thinking about getting a tattoo for my mom too. My mom and I are SUPER close. Like she knows more about my life than some of my best girl friends. I love her and she loves me and life is wonderful when we're together. :) Thinking through ideas, I remembered how she always used to sing "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..." to me when I was little. And now I can't get it out of my head how perfect of a tattoo that would be! I might even suggest her and I get matching tattoos (cause she's cool with the whole tattoo thing, she wants one herself)...like maybe she gets "You are my sunshine..." and I'd get "...my only sunshine." Something like that. :)

Ooh! I'm also really into white-ink tattoos. I think they look SO AWESOME. So maybe something done with white-ink...

Yeah. I'm definitely obsessed. And I don't even have one yet!

GLUTEN SPLURGE!!!

Went to the doctor's today (migraines are back with a vengeance) and I have to get blood work done tomorrow to test for celiac disease. But in order for them to observe how my blood responds to gluten, gluten has to be in my system...and my wonderful mommy told me I could have WHATEVER I WANTED.

WE WENT TO OLIVE GARDEN. I ATE ALL THE BREADSTICKS. ALL THE PASTA. ALL THE SAUCES.

It was a beautiful thing.

But the real reason I'm writing this post is not to share my excitement. It's so I can remember it was all worth it after the headache and stomachache sets in...

My version

Cute quote:



Now here's my version:

Dear David,
Our love is the kind that I don't even have to think about. Loving every aspect of your quirky, talented, intellectual, adorable self comes naturally. Our love is the kind that is quiet on the outside (we both passionately hate PDA)...but SUPER loud on the inside (we both passionately love each other). Our love can't be likened to any metaphor or simile...it's too complex and awesome for that. We sometimes have to be apart for long periods of time, but that's okay because when we do come back together, everything is just like it was before. You complete me and I love you.
-Rachel

My man is off to Italy!

David just left my house after a fun night of Killer Bunnies and the Walking Dead (violent night...haha) and tomorrow morning he leaves for Italy! He's part of the jazz band at Kutztown and they are PHENOMENAL. So phenomenal in fact that they're touring Italy this week and playing three shows!

I'm kinda sad I don't get to spend Spring Break with him, but seeing that I get my wisdom teeth out on Wednesday this probably wouldn't be such a fun week for us. :P

But while I'm suffering through my chipmunk cheeks, he'll be off eating ALL the wonderful food and having a blast...I'm excited for him. :)