A List of 10 Firsts:
- First memory: I have a very vivid memory of my mother handing me over to my grandmother on her front porch with the iron columns. Mom was telling Grandma that I could have a little hard cereal now.
- First pet: When I was little my brother had a black lab named Princess but the first real pet that was mine was a cat named Spike. He was a full grown cat when we got him and we only kept him a few months because I’m allergic to cats. We would get another one in about a year and a half. I just have very itchy eyes all of the time. Lol.
- First Grade Teacher: Sharp. She was very sharp tongued and eventually got tongue cancer, which I thought was pretty poetic. She used to make me cry a lot and a boy in my class peed his pants because she wouldn’t let him use the bathroom, which was attached to the classroom BTW.
- First best friend: A girl named Sherry who lived down the street from me. We had to quit hanging out because her older sisters were supposed to walk my home but never did so I walked home alone at 6 AND because she pooped in her front yard and I told my mom.
- First Nickname: Rachola when eventually was shortened to Chola and then became Choles. I have one friend who still calls me this once in a while even though we made it up in sixth grade.
- First Car: Venus. 1989 Firebird, blue. Had a habit of stealing my Zeppelin cassette when I let her get to dirty and stalling out at one particular corner. I loved that car and ended up selling her to a girl I worked with who drove it half way across the country a couple of months later. She told me that she kept it until she got pregnant and then her husband made her get rid of “the death trap.”
- First Book that Made Me a Reader: I’ve probably talked about this before, again and again, but it was totally Stephen King’s Carrie. I read it when I was a freshman and I have vivid memories of sitting with my back against my bed and my feet on my wall for hours while I read it pretty much in one sitting. It was the first time that I felt like I saw myself in a book which was kind of funny because Carrie White and I are vastly different. We were just picked on. It was kind of empowering, though, and it led me into all kinds of great horror movies and a lifelong love of King. Within a year I was reading classics and YA series books like they were going out of style.
- First Kiss: This kid I dated for a couple of weeks when I was 19. I’m sure JR wasn’t his real name but that’s what we called him. It was not my finest hour but a friend hooked us up because nobody at my school would date me. JR was a big, heavy, sweaty kid who was not the brightest star in the sky. My friend knew him from Young Marines but he was on probation for some infraction that I never asked about. I don’t remember my first kiss but I remember the moment afterward when I thought, “Well. That was my first kiss.” And I remember my second kiss. He was terrible at it and if we had kept dating I would have had the kind of chapped lips that imply you play the tuba. It didn’t take long for me to realize that I could do better but he was so slow on the uptake that it took me three times to break up with him.
- First Love: When I was 15 I started dating one of my cousin’s friends and it just really felt like he got me, you know. I was awfully angsty and it was great feeling like it was me and him against the world. Only, he had real life problems and I had crazy Rachael problems that in hind sight were not nearly as bad even though they were still kind of bad. Anyway, he wrote me poetry and we made out a lot and he was really good at it. We dated for about three months then he moved in with his dad and started dating a girl at his new school. It was terrible drawn out shitty thing where we were still dating but he was dating someone else and I was sure that I could steal him back. The whole thing culminated with me driving 35 minutes to his place on his birthday with a present after he told me that he would be there only to find him off with his girlfriend. Enough was enough.
- First Job: Library page, 2000-2004. I started working at the library the day after I got my license. I worked at that same library until November 2015. For the first four years I was a page which means I put books away and made sure that the shelves were in order. I met a couple of my best friends when I was a page and one of them even went on to introduce me to my hubby. I obviously enjoyed it. I mean, I stayed there forever.