Gossip Town

The last couple weeks have been crazy busy, but now I finally get a chance to sit down and take a breath.

Since the last time you heard from me my small community had a county fair, I celebrated a wonderful birthday, and was taken out on the first real date I've had in a while. In that order. Now this week it's back to the grind and the start of the gossip. I suppose that's all some people have to do around this place. I just think it's funny because no matter how hard I try to not make a big deal out of something, people start talking about it and some who I don't even know come up and ask the nosiest questions about who my male companion was the other night.

The night in question was four days ago and it seems everyone I see is asking me when the next date is and if I had fun and how happy they are to see me "getting back on the horse." Yes, those words were used. I want to scream in their faces "ONE DATE! Just a date. Calm down!" And to make matters worse, I was trying to keep it from a few especially nosy family members but based on the people who saw us out, I decided to tell my mother the bare minimum. Now who knows what she's heard. Jesus, please don't let her go to Wal-Mart or the beauty shop! I'll probably be engaged by the time she gets back. And the boy wondered why I didn't want to tell my mom about the date to begin with.

Sittin' by the Sea

Last week my family went on vacation, which was a much needed experience considering the events of the past year.

The East Coast was just what we needed. As I sat with my toes buried in the sand and the Atlantic before me, I couldn't help but reflect on my life. Am I where I want to be? Yes and no. Am I pleased with who I've become? For the most part. Where will I be a couple years from now? I have no idea.

When I thought about the later, my heart was erratic and my head full of crazy ideas about the things that might happen...

Sure, I conjured up some wonderful daydreams about my dream job in the heart of Music City, living on a couple acres with a westward facing front porch swing and a dog. Maybe I'll have some kids, or I could stay in this podunk town the rest of my life. But no matter where a certain daydream had me living, thoughts kept drifting to who I'd like to have those kids with. Will I ever tie that knot, or will it never be more than a slipknot on a lonely fence post? I can't tell you now. Maybe there is someone out there who God has in store for me who I haven't met yet, or perhaps I already know him. Then again, maybe my knot is best untied to see how high I can fly.

Whatever happens, happens. Right?

So if your mind should start dancing around all the "what if's" and hypothetical situations, take a seat by sea to clear your head.

A look

You know the feeling you get when someone is looking at you?

There aren't words to describe it, but you just know that someone's eyes are on YOU.... right now. Immediately you turn in all directions until you find the source of the tension, searching the faces all around in hopes that you're not completely crazy.

Then it happens.

At that precise moment in time your heartbeat is in the back of your throat and breathing becomes erratic. The chain reaction continues as sweat suddenly trickles down your brow and your hands become shaky.

Words escape you. What's your name again?

You can't feel your feet and would in fact trip if you were forced to move from that stance you're planted in.

With time standing still, you wonder how long you've been staring into those eyes and break the gaze once the feeling overwhelms you to the extent of dyspnea.

One look. That's all it takes.

♪ Rain makes corn...

It's rained the last few days, which makes me a happy girl.

For some reason, rain pumps me up and gets me going while it seems to have an adverse affect on the rest of the population. The other day at work it started pouring down rain and I ran outside and danced around in it like a little girl. My straight hair transformed to frizzy waves as the heels of my pumps sunk into the ground with each step.

Needless to say, my khakis got dirty, my shirt was soaked, and I got several weird looks for wearing sunglasses in a downpour, but I had a ball!

Just a Little Diddy....

Hello world.

It's me, Rach.

Before you get to know me, there are some things you should know: I'm loud and opinionated, Jesus rocks my socks, I live for those who love me, and I have a weakness for diesel fumes, jacked up trucks, farm equipment and good music.

I'm a mid-20s college grad, living in the same small town I was raised in and my family is close. For now, I guess that's enough.