after the party

This is me after consuming a bottle of wine at a dinner party for my aunt's birthday.

gauze

whereas the shit cloud continues to rain down on me...

...this time in the form of a golf ball hitting the roof of my car on the way home from work. Do you see that round divet???

how many pieces of paper does it take to get from Seattle to BWI?

4:59 am: minneapolis airport (the next day!)

Thanks, Northwest, for the 30 hours to get me home. Also, thanks for the tour of 5 different airports. And thanks for losing my luggage. Yeah, thanks for NOTHING!

stuck in the bloomington, minnesota super 8

They were kind enough to give me multiple free deodorants, but no toothbrush. Boy, did I feel like ass!

hiking through the fog to sunrise point

Olympic National Park, Washington state.

second beach

Pacific Coast, Olympic National Park, Washington state.

hiking at hurricane ridge

Olympic National Park, Washington state.

somewhere over the chesapeake bay

packing for washington state

shampoo and conditioner

one of those days

sunset over route 50

the surviving rose

Larry bought these roses from the "flower man" on the street before he left for his trip. Upon unwrapping them, we determined that they were possibly stolen from someone's yard. It's the thought that counts, right?

ah, memories

And then I found this in my 1995 yearbook - a list of ways to say "throw up", written by Naomi!

rowin' rachel, 1996

I was flipping through some old yearbooks and found this picture of me, age 17.

don't you love it when the milk turns pink?

stacked plates

welcome to the pity party

Ok, things haven't been going so great lately: surgery frustrations, Larry being away for four weeks, and the icing on the cake - a clueless b*tch backing into my car on Saturday. The antidote: Wine, chocolate...and marshmallows.

on my own

Larry's on a business trip for the next four weeks. I spent today sitting around the apartment wearing his pajama pants.

morning light through ugly apartment blinds

long way to go

Well girls, I'm WAY behind you two. I had fewer states than I thought. But I've been to 9 European countries and 6 Caribbean islands. Does that count for anything?

new shoes

shoe pile

the dog whisperer

I think she's laughing at him.

gettysburg, 144 years later

I don't know whether this guy works for the battlefield, is a Civil War buff who dresses up to visit battlefields, or is just a crazy guy who actually thinks the year is 1863, but he sat there smoking and made for a great photo op.

evening stroll along the potomac