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illinoisairship:

“That’s me and you. Everyone will point and laugh at us, but we’ll know they’re just jealous because we’re the conductors of the love train. And they’re not”.

happy 70 months of this sht, brandon!

a tearful tuesday

after the festivities this morning i just haaaad to go and catch up on grey's anatomy and private practice and omg. wasn't that first dance just too friggin' beautiful??


i'm wondering if you're up there thinking that you chose a great date to hold an anniversary on :)


hm. also wondering how my instructor from the u.s. history class i took last semester is doing. my dirty laundry pile wouldn't be so soaked in snot if he hadn't help prepare me to appreciate this amazing amazing amazing day. soo many moments during those 4 months of school were spent feeling ashamed and wondering if the good really did balance out the bad in our country's history. BUT NO MORE! i have that teacher to thank just as much as i do to obama for restoring my faith in this country... maybe even human kind too. I DONT KNOW! i'm just so fcking proud to be an american for the first time in my life that there's no room to be articulate right now!

check out the cutie that followed me home

uhhhhhh i hope the owner found it soon after we left

thrifted things

$3 vase. beauutiful branches conveniently picked up from a huge pile of tree trimmings in front of brandon's neighbor's yard. heheeee~

j'adorable classic milk jugs for $2

$1 shadow box. class of 2006! wonder if this used to actually belong to anyone in my graduating class lol

$1 flirty skirties

$1 boy sweater (cuute!) and belt

ohh the joys of receiving surprise calls from a cousin to lunch and spoiling ourselves silly with deals. paired with the beautiful weather? good day indeed.

at dinner tonight

my dad informed me that father mccarren passed away this morning.

i think he's the only father that ever made me even want to believe.

i remember a few years ago when my parents used to have us come with them to visit him after he was transferred to a church in palo alto. he was one of those people that had so much faith that he never felt the need to lecture anybody about anything, ever. the dread associated with these visits didn't come from fear of sitting in a room with a priest suffocating you with guilt (no, not at all!), but from fear and sadness that comes with watching a truly wonderful man’s health deteriorating right in front of your eyes. i would just sit there, while he would tell us how he’s been. he loved using hand gestures while he spoke. never let the unstoppable shaking in his hands stop him. and i would just continue to sit there. smiling. smiling and fighting back tears and the giant lump in my throat because all i could think was that this man, this amazing human being, won’t be here some day soon. how many people’s lives has he touched with his gentle blue eyes and comforting smile with every genuine greeting? how amazing of a life did he lead up to this point? how hard is it gonna hit me when the day finally comes? those were questions i could never stop asking myself during each visit.


well,


the day is here. the funeral is on friday. and i’m okay. maybe being a little overly sentimental, but that’s okay. i hate having to say good bye to good people, but i’m thankful for at least having had the chance to know them enough to give a final farewell.

if that gentle old man can't rest in peace, then i don’t know who can.

mm

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on an unrelated note

i think i'm going through one of those phases again...

on an average partly cloudy day of no significance

i finally decided to take down the decorations from my sister's engagement party. they've been up for well over a month o.o

my design included ceiling decorations, center pieces (that went swell with the table covers provided by 1000 fine linen), and gift boxes! eevvverything was made by hand x_x


the flowers at the top were the only flowers used at all! everything consisted of tulle, paper, petals, ribbons, and 600ft of twine lol




i'm assuming everyone has already seen the photos of the ceremony from facebook, so here's one final "welcome to the family tuan!" :D

often times,

it's just this.