Married Before 25: Tattoo Acquired, From Redhead to Blonde, & “My Thing”

Last Friday, I made a post about the The 10 Things RGDMFF Thinks You Should Do Before Getting Married. Excited to get started, 24 hours later I walked into a tattoo shop in Crossroads called Old Souls and asked them alter my body.

1. Get that tattoo you’ve always wanted.
Assert your independence.
After you say “I Do” you’ll look at it and remember how you got this permanent etching on your skin for you.
If you’ve never wanted a tattoo, then how about purchasing that one thing you’ve always wanted?
Car, classic book, limited edition record, road trip cross-country…
Something that’s maybe seemed a little outrageous, or something
that you’ve always wanted but kept yourself from following through on.
Just fucking do it, man. Celebrate you.

Okay, so, a part of me was expecting them to more dramatic about it — a serious nod my way, then a serious nod to a gentleman towards the back who would nod in return, and hours later we’d all nod seriously at each other as I made my way out of the door, pulling my sunglasses down and The Who shouting “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH” as I walked away. What? I was a tattoo virgin! With an overactive imagination! What did you expect me to think would happen?

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Where I Come From: A Scenic Journey

When people ask me “where are you from?” I have a few ways of explaining it:

“Do you know where Macon is?”

“Okay, do you know where Kirksville is?”

“How about Columbia?”

“Okay! So! Macon is in-between Kirksville and Columbia where 63 meets 36; about 7 miles west of Macon on 36 is an exit for Bevier. That’s it. That’s where I’m from.”

I then have to go on and explain that there’s about 700 people in the town; yes, I did know everyone in my graduating class; there were only 19 of us; no, my family does not own a farm; no, my family is not from the area; yes, I lived there my entire life, in the same house where my parents continue to live; etc. etc. etc. It goes on. There are more intrusive questions. Answers to those will probably be found littered throughout this series.

Since I’m sure you’re now curious as to what it’s like to “experience” Bevier, I’ll lead you on a photo journey of my favorite bits the town has to offer.

 

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Married Before 25: The Things I Want To Do Before I Say “I Do”

I never thought I’d get married.

Like, ever.

Like, I’d have to force my eyes shut, clench my fists, and stop breathing when my friends started talking about their dream weddings, their perfect man, etc. because I didn’t want to go on a rant about how ridiculous that seemed.

And yet, here I am: 24 years old, about to get married, with a 9-5 lame-ass job, a killer loft, and two fluffy babies.

If you’re thinking, “Oh my god, you’re just like everyone else. You got lonely, hooked up, and you’ve settled. Way to be, Rach, you’re a statistic,” then I would like to follow up that thought with this: “Wow. Fuck you, bro. Also, never call me ‘Rach.’ Ever.” (Honestly, the 16-year-old-Rachel inside of me says these things every once in awhile, so you’re not the first. Except Rach. We’ve always hated that.)

Really, though, that’s not my story. I just happened to (unfortunately? j/k babe) meet My Person at a time different than what I was ever hoping to. At 19 I met this dude, we totally hit it off, and now 4 1/2 years later we’re like, “Yo, I love you, you love me, life seems kinda grey without you, and 20 years from now I wanna still be having adventures with you. You’re my best friend, we enjoy boning one another, huzzah! Marriage!” (Insert Aziz Ansari “Tax Purposes” Clip Here)

So then what’s the problem?

Well, for one: 16-year-old-Rachel and this chick whom I have a megaboner for, Vanessa Elizabeth of WanderOnwards.com, are both like, “Dude. You’re 24. You still have so much life to live before tying yourself to another person forEVER.” And I get that. I truly do. But facts are facts, and the facts are this: I love Sean, he’s It for me. In three weeks I will no longer be Just Rachel Fair, I’ll be Rachel Fair-Callahan. My Everything, it seems, will be connected to His Everything. So how do I make 16-year-old-Rachel and Vanessa (and you, ya dick) happy with my decision? By taking the next few weeks until my marriage (September 27th, 2014) and focusing on Me, Them, and Him.

If you followed the link to Vanessa’s post, you’ll see that she made a list of 23 Things to Do Instead of Getting Engaged at 23. Some of them I have already done, others I would like to accomplish as much as I can. On top of that, however, I’ve asked friends/family/strangers/interweb-haters what THEY think you should do before getting married, especially getting married so young.

So here’s my list; I have 15 days left to complete what I haven’t done yet. To bring you along on my journey, I will be posting clips and videos on my Instagram and YouTube accounts.

The 10 Things RGDMFF Thinks You Should Do Before Getting Married

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Where I Come From: Introduction

Here is a piece of wisdom I wish I had understood when I was younger: where you come from does not control who you are.

In a few weeks I will be entering a new chapter of my life’s story by marrying the person I consider my other half. Since our engagement — and he’d probably argue, since our first date — I’ve been thinking a lot about how I had come to this moment in my life. Marriage is… big. Huge. Something I Never Thought I’d Ever Partake In Ever. But here I am — emerald ring on my left hand, a white dress hanging in my closet, and whole set of years ahead of me with someone else attached to my journeys.

How did I get here?

A huge part of our relationship has been focused on me trying to answer this question. My childhood, my adolescence, everything I ever hoped, dreamed, and longed for all tie into the answer to that question.

Now, in order for this to make sense to those of you who don’t know where I come from, I’ve been working on a new series of posts for RGDMFF titled “Where I Come From.” This series will focus on my hometown, and how growing up there affected me as a person, a woman, a lover, and a writer.

With visuals of landmarks and a basic overview, I will recount the basics of my life there, as well as the deep seeded “issues” I collected and am now trying to work through. This series will at times be fun, sad, and angry, but at the end of the journey, three weeks from now, I will have reached an understanding that I am okay, no matter what ghosts have haunted me until now. (Hopefully.) 

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mixtape: of tattoos, nail polish & sand

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mixtape AND blog: jimmy ate my world

The tagline for this blog is “Jimmy Ate My World & Liquor Eased the Pain.”

Confusing, I know. Also, slightly pretentious. But I’m sure it peaked your curiosity (lie to me), and had you wondering, “What does this mean? Who is this Jimmy? I thought her fiance’s name was Sean?” Well, yes, the man I am marrying is named Sean, but THE GREAT LOVE OF MY LIFE goes by Jimmy. Well, Jimmy Eat World, actually.

This post features the Great Love Story of myself and Jimmy Eat World, including a “Fanmix Yourself” challenge mixtape in which I only use Jimmy Eat World songs. If you just want to listen to the mix, solid; if you want to be inspired my all encompassing love affair with 4 dudes who didn’t know I existed until two weeks ago, even better.

Either way, follow the cut to fall in love.

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mixtape: chase this light with me?

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