A Dark Secret

I am embarrassed to admit this, but...I occasionally like to visit www.peopleofwalmart.com (go into photos and you will see what I am talking about). Some of it is funny, some is just sad and a lot of it is funny/sad, but I can usually find a photo to laugh at. Oh, and just to warn you, both the comments and photos are at least PG-13, this is not G rated stuff. Does this make me a bad person? Perhaps. But this site has taught me several life lessons...

1. Anyone over a size 4 should NEVER wear spandex unless at a gym and even then there are better options.

2. Hair longer than mid back is almost always a bad idea.

3. Women older than 18 should never wear jean shorts, men have a bit more leeway on this, but should keep said shorts at knee length.

4. If you and your significant other wear matching flannel pjs to the store, be prepared for people to laugh at you. (by the way, we do this every Christmas eve and I'm ok with people laughing)

5. Always make sure your clothing covers your bottom. (including making sure you are wearing pants/skirt with your shirt)

6. No adult looks good in neon colors.

Um, well, I proabably knew all that stuff already, but PeopleofWalmart has helped burn it into my memory.

My first confession

So, the URL of this blog is trueconfessionsofRachel. I tried to think of something witty, but many wittier people have come before me so I was stuck with this after remembering a book I read several times when I was a kid, The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle and thought, while I am not nearly as cool as the main character nor will I be talking about a sea voyage, it'll do for a blog URL.

Anyway, I guess I should confess something, something good, something interesting. Hmmmmm...How about my greatest fear? That's nice and juicy right? Actually, it's kind of silly. It started with a dream, a dreadful dream that haunted me throughout the next month and still makes me feel like shuddering whenever I think about it. My greatest fear is...going back in time. (you can laugh now, it's ok, but let me explain) Not as my current self visiting my younger self, but as in waking up and being 16 and it being 1996 and I can remember the next 14 years, but I have to relive them.

That's not so bad you say. If fact, it could be pretty great. You could fix mistakes, you could make a fortune in the stock market or betting on sports teams if you remember those kinds of stats better, you could redesign your life with the end in mind. I too thought this at one point. This used to be a very engaging daydream that I enjoyed in my late teenage years. So what changed? I actually love the life I currently have, not there aren't bad days and down times, but overall it is great and if I went back in time I'm sure I would loose it. Meeting the love of your life has a lot to do with timing. And Juan falling in love with me probably had a lot to do with who I was back six years ago and I've changed since then and I would change more before I was able to meet him and so maybe we would not get married and if we did not get married our children would never even exist except in my memory. Going back in time would make me lose the three most important things in my life and not lose them in a way where you could hope to someday be reunited with them and be able to reminisce with others who remember them and look at photos of them. That would be bad enough and having one of them die is my second worst fear, but worse would be me and only me knowing what I had and never being able to get it back, ever. **shudder**

Honestly, I am amazingly lucky this is my worst fear.

This Blog

My other blog is a family blog and I've never felt very comfortable putting my feelings and opinions out there on it. I've tried to keep it pretty light and about the kids and some of my sewing projects. This will be more of a personal journal.

I've thought about doing a blog like this for a while, but always thought, who would want to read it? But then I like to read blogs with personal opinions and feelings and stuff. And really, I'll be writing it for me. If no one else reads it, I'll be ok with that. If someone else finds my fairly random ramblings interesting; great, I'm glad you find my writing entertaining. Really I've always wanted an entertaining personality where people want to be around you because you are so enjoyable. If you know me in real life you are possibly laughing at that, I am. I think I come across as pretty serious and quiet and rarely feel comfortable talking a lot although sometimes I do and then feel bad about hogging the converstion. But, hey, on my blog I'm the only conversationalist (although, please add a comment if you feel so inclined) so I can take all the space I want to say whatever I'm feeling like. I'm liking this personal journal blog idea more and more, hehehe.