Underwater Church

wow...this is just amazing to me! could you imagine living in a place where, when you look out over a lake, you see this?

story

and know it's because there is a church underwater there?

Classic T's

Wonder if I can get one of these for my birthday.

(which is November)

via out of print

So, in my perfect world, I (a published & New York Times best-selling novelist) own a little bookstore/cafe/wine shop that prints chapbooks & works with guys like Out of Print. You should read their rad mission (no way, I just said "rad.")

Happy St. Patrick's Day

love letters

Do you love words and letters and fonts and typography? I do. I love how words can become art. So, say you're working on a screen printing design, or some graphic piece, or maybe even a tattoo, and need a new font, because Helvetica might have its own movie, but it's just a little too...khaki...for you.

Here's a super fun site that you can spend far too much time on:

www.dafont.com

Free fonts! How cool is that? My new favorite is:

I wish it was my handwriting.

Speaking of fonts, I also (ironically) heart this one, found in a little piece of stencil graffiti on the sidewalk in Andersonville:

Day 1

Well, Beau, Estes (the Westie) and my future mother in law are currently heading west in my Toyota Corolla (damn, you Toyota! Why'd you mess with a good thing?), packed with the previously mentioned china.

Lost with this new freedom*, I found myself at World Market, buying brightly colored magazine organizers that were on sale (to be used for my writings in the new apartment.) Sigh. I have this nasty habit of really wanting to shop when I'm getting ready to move. I just get anxious for the new place. But like I need one more (or three) thing(s) to pack?

But they are cute and I love them. And they are flat and will pack easily.

via world market

sotd: "Don't Cry Baby" by Madeleine Peyroux 

*I expect this will all hit me later and I'll feel lonely. Right now, I just keep looking over my shoulder for puppy, wondering if she needs walked, only to remember--oh, she's not here. 

The Final Countdown

The boy leaves with our puppy this weekend to make the first trek to Colorado.
Sad face.

Actually, I'm taking it fairly well, even though in 24 hours they'll be gone, not to be seen for a month. So, I'm guessing this is the denial talking.

He: "What're you gonna do without us here, getting in your way while you're trying to write?"

Me: "Probably finish my novel."

He: "You'll miss us."

Me: "Sh, writing."

thought for the night

My little brother will sometimes send me the most insightful, heartfelt theories about who he and I are...you know, because of how we were or were not raised...Part of that process of growing up and seeing your parents as people and not just mom&dad.

like trying to solve the mystery of what our lives mean.

i love those moments. i feel like we're the only two people in the world who understand each other the way we do then, and i just feel such gratitude for having a sibling (and being a sibling).

via ffffound