I didn't realize that I had no idea who he really was until I read this book. I didn't choose it, of course, I read it for my history class. But you really think you know a person, and then...everything shatters. While he was obsessed with morality and quite kind in not patenting any of his useful inventions, he was kind of a shitty husband. He was gone for years at a time (his wife died while he was still out of the country) and was a total perv, even into his seventies. While the actual writing could use some sprucing up, it's worth taking a look at. It kind of makes me wish I had time to read about some other men our country holds on pedestals.
Now that the sun is shining and it's warmer outside, my ambition has returned. I have spring break from school next week and I plan to get ahead on this blog. Some things you can look forward to seeing include Remy, outfit posts...perhaps an outfit post of Remy, a little book review on Night Road by Kristin Hannah, and some new crafty stuff I've been working on. Pinterest is my favorite way to avoid legitimate To Do lists.