rachie's place

hot summer days

a couple of new layouts to help ease the intense heat and humidity we are currently experiencing here in the midwest...enjoy!

these photos are OLD but still just as sweet...they are from the one and only time rick and i have been fishing together (you'd think that we'd go often since he is avid about flyfishing and i was a park ranger). but what was so special about that day was that it was oscar's first time in the water (other than the sink, tub, or extra-large water bowl). the detailed photo is to show a beautiful button that i picked up at a garage sale a couple of weeks ago (quickly becoming my new favorite hobby).

these are two of my favorite people. erik and julie just celebrated their 5th wedding anniversary. they are also expecting a sweet baby boy this november (which i am just ecstatic about...seriously the happiest news i have heard in a very long time). this photo was taken on white rock beach in bc, canada. the tide was out and the views were breathtaking. their love for each other is truly inspiring as they have shared some awesome times in their (almost 10) years together. 

and finally, a sneak at a layout that i am still working on. those i am close to know that i am more of an emotional scrapper, creating layouts based on the way life experiences make me feel. yesterday, my jack russell murray was having a tough day (behavioral issues caused by a deeper medical problem) and it was so upsetting. so, what better way to get over it? scrap it!

the end. for now.

rachie's space

this is where i make stuff.

have a happy, hot, and humid tuesday.

three dads

my father in-law. he has to be one of the friendliest people i know. he lights up a room and tells a great story.my step-dad. he fiercely loves my mother and would do anything for his family. he is one of the most honorable people i know. he plays a mean card game and he makes me laugh until my sides hurt.my dad. this is where he lies now. over memorial day weekend, a flag is placed at every single grave. simple. beautiful. if you ever have the opportunity to visit a national cemetery, please do. it will make you proud.

i have 3 dads. i love them all.

happy father's day.

so ugly

it's pretty. well, maybe not pretty, but pretty awesome nonetheless. we went garage/estate sale-ing over the weekend and had a blast. really, one of the most fun things i have done since moving here. stuff is cheap. here is a sample of what has to be the ugliest polyester pattern on the face of the planet. i love it.

and i am in love with these colors right now (sorry kirsten).

enjoy. off to make stuff.

dust and cobwebs

yes. that is what this blog is covered with. i haven't updated in close to two months. i guess that is just has not been a priority of mine. with every move we make, my life evolves just a little and in a new direction. the blog gets ignored, but i always come back. kind of like exercise. you know you should do it, but you don't always get your ass in gear. (well, no not really, but i like the analogy just enough and maybe it will be my big red blinking reminder to get on the elliptical machine in the morning.) 

in the month of may (which was ignored completely), we were busy. husband traveled quite a bit. i was involved in the brookside art annual, which, for the kansas city area, is a big deal (i guess). we made our first trip home to colorado since thanksgiving. we visited with both sides of the family for high school graduations and memorial day celebrations. i got my fix of the people i love the most. both sets of parents, sister, aunts, uncles, cousins, my grandmother, and my very best friends. oh and i cannot forget the four extra dogs we added to the pack (temporarily...they are not mine. oh no. but we love them just the same.) we also had the opportunity to go to the NIN and jane's addiction concert BUT the railroad, of course, changed our minds for us (as we say...which means ruined yet another fun time). oh well. that's ok. i am planning on the killers at red rocks in colorado in september. 

june has been, well, dramatic. poor husband fell off the porch. we had a wild party and he drank too much. then someone broke into the back yard and he had to throw himself in front of me to save my life. naaah. just kidding. we were going out to drag our stinky garbage to the curb (i had to give the raccoons a break from eating our scraps...nasty opposable-thumbed creatures). i was walking in front of him and i heard a snap. i figured it was one of the thousand twigs and/or branches that are littering our yard. then i heard rick yelp in pain and heard a shuffle in the bushes. APPARENTLY he rolled his ankle while wearing those great little shoes molded out of indestructible rubber we all know as crocs. yeah, they do NOT provide any "side-to-side" support. just an fyi. we both thought he had snapped his foot/ankle/leg/knee. worse-case scenario of course. after a little bit of drama passing out going into mild shock scaring our poor neighbors half to death, i managed to lug my big lug to the couch and wash the poo off of his hand. yes people, he fell right into a fresh pile of dog poop. figures. and first thing out of his mouth after falling was "i smell dog shit". seriously? who cares? i am thinking oh no you may never walk again (remember, "dramatic"). it turned out to be a bad sprain. we are practicing the RICE method. sounds like a form of contraception.

some newer work.

ok, that was exhausting. not really. i promise more regular updates.