I, whoaaaaaa, I'm STILL ALIVE!!!!! Mischief managed!
Wowzers I came home to some nice comments
Yup that’s right I am back…and oh boy my life did change.
Not to worry in a good way. In a very very good way. Tee Hee
Well I am not going to give a play by play of my trip or the events of last week. I was thinking, “Well how can I explain what happened”?
I had the greatest time ever, I learned a lot, a lot happened. But if I were to write it all out I would be getting those “you know my attention span” comments again.
So maybe I will just give highlights and what I learned will have to be applied on a later date.
I got a call right before my trek up there. Ok that is such a lie I got about 20 calls. All from worried people (not mad I know it was done out of love duhhh) but one call stood out.
“Rachel you are the weirdest craziest person I know.”
No be safe, no call me when you get there, just a statement that because I decided to trek up there all by myself I was weird and crazy. However, from the guy who said that I expected nothing less LOL.
My drive up was amazing and so freeing. My trip itself was such a blast. I hope I don’t piss off certain readers here but damn they make the men gorgeous up north. I mean I met a guy from East Bay – baseball player – HOT. I met a guy from Elk Grove (no not kidding) who was just the embodiment of “Rachel’s type.” Both inside and outside. We started the trip with the Union Street Festival which, in reality, spills out to neighboring streets and towards the end everyone ends up having roof top and backyard bbqs anyway. By the time these pictures were taken we had been drinking out in the sun all day, bbq’ing and drinking all night with all our friends. We are sunburned, tipsy, lacked proper clothing and makeup, and yes that smile on my face is a drunk smile so bite me.
"whoa where is she lookin? she has an imaginary friend!"
That was how the week started…and it just got more fun from there.
Sitting on the roof of the apartment complex, watching the gorgeous sunset over the marina, just laughing and smiling like nothing else in the world mattered but that one moment.
Taking a boat ride through the bay and to Alcatraz. OK I am going to get a boat one day. I love boats. The day was so beautiful and serene I could have hung out on that boat all day.
Look they are kissing!
Seeing the house I lived in from the time I was born until I was four. Bet ya all did not know I was born up north huh? I was born in Livermore and lived in Walnut Creek, which is about 30 minutes from the city. When I saw the house and our backyard (which was the actual creek) so many memories came flooding back including me running around in just my panties because I was so proud to be potty trained. They were pink with ruffles on the butt.
Thanks to C, the “all access pass” model. We got to watch the Giants game (not a Giants fan but any baseball fan needs a chance to watch the Bonds in action) from about 7 rows behind home plate. We were so loud and obnoxious that we got “shushed” by a bunch of big and loud fans behind us. And, yes..Bonds hit a homer just for me.
Driving to the Jelly Belly factory and to Sacramento just because…..
Making all the new friends and meeting all the new people I met. Most important was being with my best friend again. And I love all the people we met as well. Hot Stanford Graduates, one armed gay man with hair shinier than mine, girls so nice you become insta-friends…you name it I met it.
Picking up a hitchhiker near the state penitentiary who was just trying to get away for a while. We ended up having a great philosophical conversation about life and how it is supposed to be lived.
Heart attack yet?
A slew of other stuff happened and some I can’t share to the public and some “lessons” I will share. But right now I am tired and muddy (that is a whole other post) and am going to go watch Perfect Square and relax.
But just so you all know...."Mischief Managed" :)
P.S - almost had ya with the hitchhiker story huh? Tee Hee