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Le Bon Marche

I've been watching Amy Sedaris interviews on youtube all night. She gives me the confidence that yes, I can be bad at crafts and still do them, and I can be completely entertaining while badly doing those crafts. My favorite video may be this one, where Amy just insults and antagonizes Martha Stewart the whole time.

Anyway, I began doing a lot of online window shopping and found the cutest tea towel prints.
Le Bon Marche is a festive little company that has made my hankering to buy a goat and sheep farm stronger than ever before. Their products are inspired by the French countryside, which, now that I think about it, sounds like a pretty great location for my farm. But before that happens, I've got to get some of these tea towels.

When I have a kitchen, you can bet your bottom dollar that I will not only own beautiful tea towels like this, but I will use them while cooking wonderful snacks and meals and sauces and hot drinks. Especially hot drinks.

love, rudi

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cold tea, cute things, fun times, fur collar, list of awesome stuff, road trip, summer time, sweet things

Mini-Vacation: Columbus

So many photos from our mini-vacation!! For the most part they're self explanatory, but here's a quick list of what we did while in Columbus.

1. Visited cousin Terry's house and beautiful garden for the first time.

2. Went to a family reunion, where there were a lot of babies. It was a side of the family I don't really know at all, so it was a big surprise toes so many young'uns!

3. Went to the zoo!

Hope you enjoyed! And here's an interesting fact: I've still got tons more to go!

love, rudi

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beards, cold tea, cute things, identity, other families

Today I'm babysitting little Sadie,

a day so far full of cereal and cartoons, fuzzy pajamas and hot tea.

I've been channeling my attention between Martha Speaks and, for some reason, really awesome wedding invitations from Printable Press.

Aren't those great? I found them through the Bleubird blog- which is, by the way, my favorite new blog find. Her family is just the cutest:

I need to get my own life...

love, rudi

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abadoned buildings, being tired, cold tea, Greeneville, music

With my ever-growing list of things to do, I don't exactly have time to fully explain myself.

Basically, this first semester has been a spicy heaven/hell, with glorious moments that have, unfortunately, been completely drowned in the bad.

I want to emphasize a certain aspect of my bad semester, and that's death, and death compared to a bigger picture of happiness.

Just to give you a little insight, a few weeks ago I got a late night call from my mother saying that my great grandmother was dying. It was very important to me to be there to say goodbye, so I began the 10 hour journey home. On the way there, only 4 hours or so away from home, I was in a car-flipping wreck, which jarred me senseless for weeks. The day after my wreck, only hours after seeing my grandmother, she died.

Two weeks ago, during Thanksgiving Break and about three or four weeks after my grandmother's death, I was in the hospital getting (what we now know as benign) breast tumor removed.

For a while I was euphoric, although in a melancholy way, because I had faced some forms of death in a very small period of time but survived. My daily problems slid off my back, and I felt released from every care, and every worry I could think of.

Today, after hearing his story "Drowning on Sullivan Street", I discovered I experienced something very similar to what Ed experienced.

But today, two weeks later, with the beginning of finals and sleeplessness, multiplied by the financial debris from my wreck, and countless other microscopic yet magnified problems, I'm losing my positive attitude.

I thought I had a new philosophy.

And now I'm wondering what it will really take to make me realize that I can survive.

And that's a scary thought.

I'm not looking for your pity. I just want to record this transition in my life. I think it may prove to be an important one.

love, rudi