J' adore J Crew!

I've always dreamed of hanging out with J's Crew. Yeah, Jcrew. I even emailed the company asking how to become a model for them just so I could travel with the gang to their photoshoots. I never got a response. And soon after, they stopped showing the videos of the photoshoots on their website... crap.

But in all seriousness, I want to see my life in photos such as Jcrew's pictures. Does that make sense? They make life look, classy, simple yet elegant, and bright and fun! I want to begin taking my pictures, if I am on vacation, in Jcrew form.
And I can't tell you the next time that will be...

Laugh Of The Day

Though I do not know this Craker Barrel waitress, Danielle, I do know one thing about her- She has only ONE star sewed upon her apron. You see, on the long drive back to Georgia from Ohio, we met up with some good family friends of ours in Ohio and ate breakfast at Cracker Barrel. Conversation was made and accusations were assumed as well. We all began to notice the stars on the aprons of the Cracker Barrel women. Some had four, others had three while there were those who had, well, one. Jokingly, Brian, our friend, said that the girls jobs depended on those stars. The more stars, the safer they were from being fired and the better hosteses they were. Our waitress only had one star.

Now Danielle here was not our waitress. I am just weird and searched Cracker Barrel people and with my luck I found a one starer, like our good ol' waitress. So any hoo, the meal continued, the jokes were made about the stars and what really wasn't funny at the time got us to laugh even more. It was early and we were all loopy so the stars were a hoot. Once we were done with our meal, our waitress began to collect our plates. She sure was pilling up, we were worried her arms couldn't handle the weight. She laughed and said she's been doing this for a long time. Really now? Interesting for a one star woman to brag and boast about her dining skills huh. Well we all locked our eyes on her as she walked off into the kitchen and we were just laughing about her comment and then my mom was all worried about handing the lady her plate because that could have killed her. Brian laughed and said, "No she's fine." Right after Brian shut his mouth we hear the chiming noise of plates shattering to pieces in the kitchen. Our table became dead silent and our eyes popped.

What are the freaking odds? So we then made bets. I bet you it was our waitress. I bet you it wasn't. Then Brian spoke up, I bet you the manager is pulling out the seam ripper and ripping off half of that star, if not the whole thing! That's when we LOST it. We were rolling, we were holding (our pants that is) and then we had to gain control because she was coming back. Brian asked if that was her, of course he'd ask, and she just hysterically laughed and claimed that it was. She asked, "So who won the bet?" We just all smirked.

We are horrible people.

Ohio Calls For Family

I love going to Ohio every year for Christmas. It's a family tradition in which all of our family gathers together at my Grandma & Grandpa's house in Columbus. I just love it. The spirit is always so strong and family is such a treat. We all have always gotten along and all of the cousins are so close with such great friendships. We've been that way since birth. With exactly 40 people in our family (don't you fret, I actually counted), there is not an ounce of contention, it is always pure bliss! Unfortunately, not everyone could make it to Ohio this year, so we were short but it didn't stop us from enjoying eachothers company! So here are some pictures of the cousins and what not! I hope you all had a Merry Christmas!

p. to the s. - this whole, "lets not comment on Rachel's blog" thing is getting a little old. Let's make this an early New Years Resolution shall we?

Provolone Is Calling.

You know, when you're in the Bubble of P-Town, you don't really realize how much you enjoy everything around you until you exit the bubble. I'm just a traveling little elf right now making my way through Georgia, to West Virginia and then to the grand State of OHIO! But when I've got nothing to do, my thoughts go to glorious P-Town and I think, "It sure would be nice to be back in the swing of things with my friends and live it up." p.s. i went a little picture crazy- excuse me.

So here's to Provo!

Simply The Man.

I am just going to go ahead and throw it out there that Curtis Manning and I are now friends due to our 3 hour plane ride together.

Blogspot Was A Joke...

Hi. That's me, Rachel. And yes, I do have a Blog now. I use to make fun of Blogs, especially during the hours of my sad life when I'd Blog Stalk other people. (No worries, I was related to all of them or close to it.) As the thought, "Wow, Blogs are lame" ran through my mind I began to be even be more embarrassed because I was the one studying other blogs and then it became an everyday check up. I think it was then safe to say that I was secretivly a "Blogger" without a Blog. I am now one of you and I will lay it on the line that this could get a little fun.

Yes, I am in college. I go to a huge University. One of the greatest in the Nation actually. You might of heard of it, Utah Valley Univeristy? Yeah.... I'm a Wolverine (not to be confused with those strange Michigan type of people.) No, I do not have a soul mate and no I do not have kin. But I do have a blog and this will be my excuse for being a slacker at Journal Writing. And I blame my slackness on having Carpoltunnel. True Story, back in my Senior Year of High School.

Well, for being my first official Blog entry, I really have nothing to say. Oh yeah, I am in Georgia right now. I just flew in today from Utah for my Christmas Break. Get a load of this- for all you dedicated and up-to-dated "24" fans, I was able to enjoy a flight to ATL with Jack's main man Curtis. I Kid you not. And when I say enjoy I mean I starring at him forever. I just couldn't stop. Really, the normal thing to do within in our human race is to strike up a conversation, but no, not I. I had to make it awkward. He sat in the row infront of me and I just starred at him through the cracks of the seat. I had a grin on my face the whole 3 hours too, minus the time I was passed out and drooling. I can't help but look back and think "Wow that was awesome and you idiot, you forgot to take a picture."

So that's my story of the day. Eat your heart out and Bloggers- welcome to my new Blog.