Tuesday, June 30, 2009

2 cups of flour

It was Jason's birthday on Thursday and he came to visit on Friday. His favorite cake is Mexican Fruit Cake. A few weeks ago, I was looking through my old recipes with him and we found our 8th grade recipe book (word up to all you Powell-lovers) and Jason had submitted the cake recipe. I was pleasantly surprised to now have the recipe and secretly began planning to make his favorite cake for him.
I asked my roommate Jess to come pick me up on my lunch break so it would be fresh when he got here at 5. I had an hour so I figured I had plenty of time. While I thought the idea of a mexican fruit cake was, well, yucky; Jess said her mom used to make it and she loved it. So I ploughed on ahead making it. Once I had all the ingredients in the bowl, I thought it looked really soupy but I'd never made it before so I figured it would be ok.
I put it in the oven. The recipe said it should be golden brown on top and a toothpick will come out clean. Fast forward thirty minutes. I peer into the oven and find the cake still bubbling. Uh oh. Pretty sure it's not done. I wait until I'm late for work and after an hour of baking, it is STILL bubbly. I leave it in the good hands of Kellie in hopes that maybe it will magically cook.
When I get back to work, I google mexican fruit cake. I find the exact recipe except for one thing - two cups of flour. Ah ha, it all makes sense now.
Moral of the story, don't trust a 13 year-old Jason.

Here it is in all its goopy glory

The bling

Katie asked for a picture so here it is...


And a different angle


I just love it! It's very unique and delicate enough for my little hand.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Happy Father's Day!

I'm a day late but I try to avoid my computer over the weekend so here is my father's day post. I took these pictures on my last Cali trip. He definately should be cast in Zoolander 2.

And if I'm talking about my dad, I gotta have a picture of the master at work.

Thanks Dad for all you do! You are so very supportive and always take care of me when I need it. You're quite possibly the smartest man I know (but don't let it go to your head). I love you!

In the immortal words of Owen, "It is what it is." Happy father's day everyone!

Friday, June 19, 2009

No brownies

There have been many times when T9 has failed me. Some of the most normal words are completely missing from their dictionary and I'm shocked that they could have skipped such a common word. My most recent example: brownies. Seriously??? Why would brownies not be in the T9 dictionary? The T9 people must have a sad life without the wonderful goodness of brownies so really, all I can feel is pity for them.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Engaged!

If you read my post below about one more day til Friday, I also could add to that one more day until I get engaged! Boy oh boy it was the biggest surprise of my life!

On Friday, June 12 at approximately 5 pm, Jason Mitchell Lunt got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. While I was still at work, he told me his car broke down so I left to go pick him up in Apache Junction. To my surprise, he was hiding in my car with a mask on. He jumped out and scared me. The original plan was to catch me while I was drving, but thankfully I saw him in my car. He's pretty bummed it didn't work out as planned but I'm glad I didn't have to suffer through that (yes I used suffer in my engagement story). Once I realized it was Jason in front of me and he took off the mask, I got mad that he made me get off work early and scared me like that (still hadn't clicked). Next thing I know he's kneeling down and holding a ring. I freaked out because I was so shocked - I didn't realize he was going to propose this early or that he had even bought a ring. I calmed down enough to take the ring and it was official!

I'm wary to share these pictures because I seriously look ridiculous with my double chins and goofy expressions but ah well. He loves me and that's what matters. :)





The popcorn gallery


Celebrating afterwards with some sushi


Finally a picture where I look normal!


We're getting married!!!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Love it

This is a candid my mom took while we were in Cali visiting. I just love it even more that it's candid - no fake smiles here!

1...


more day til Friday

more day til the weekend

more day til Zac Efron's birthday blowout at our apartment

more day til I get to see my HONEY!


Seriously, the wait has been dreadful. I hate the summer...no more school work distracting me from how much I miss him.

Well I can't end this on a negative note so here's a picture from when we went to our friends' Kyle and Sarah's wedding.


ONE MORE DAY!!!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Contentedness

Contentedness: adj.
Satisfied with things as they are; content

Contentedness is something I struggle with. I always could have cuter clothes, a nicer computer, a new camera, another pair of shoes... so when I read this verse in Hebrews I was definately convicted.

Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, "I will never leave you nor forsake you."
Hebrews 13:5
Be content with what you have. The best part of this verse is how quickly the author points to what I do have! If I have nothing else in this world, I have Jesus Christ, my Lord, my Savior, my truest Friend. Wow, how can I not be content?

Lord,
Teach me to be content in your love. Remind me daily, hourly of how temporary all else in this world is for I so often forget this. Thank you for your promise to never leave me. Thank you for the completeness I have in you, a completeness you give freely in your perfect grace.
Amen.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Delusional


This is the bus I ride to work and school every day. I used to walk to campus occasionally, but unfortunately if I did this now, I would be dripping in sweat by the time I got to work. And yes, this is before eight in the morning. I'm pretty sure the moment the sun rises above the ground, the temperature hits 100 here.
Anyway, as I frequent this bus five days a week, every week, I have grown mildly attached to the Orbit bus. This is normal for someone, right? To feel a connection to something that is a part of their daily ritual? Unfortunately, I am realizing that, as life usually goes, the feelings are not mutual. However much I may try to convince myself that the Orbit bus nurtures any small tidbit of fondness towards me, the truth always rears its shiny blue metal head and I am forced to conclude that I, Emily Martin, am delusional.
I don't know about everyone else, but many times my thoughts are let free to wander as they may, and when I rein them in again, I am surprised at what my mind will come up with. Seriously. One morning recently I woke up and decided I would walk to work so as to enjoy the freshness of the morning and give my legs a nice stretch. As I passed by my usual bus stop and continued on down the sidewalk to ASU, my thoughts began concocting this scenario where my dear ol' bus driver would see a girl walking and recognize me as an Orbit regular. He would slow the bus down beside me and kindly ask me if I needed a ride today. I would smile up at him and tell him, "Why thank you sir, but actually...." My thoughts were at that moment interrupted by the sound of an accelerating engine as a familiar blue shape came into my peripheral vision. The Orbit bus whizzed right on by me and I watched it fade into the distance. A brief wave of diasppointment washed over me until I quickly realized, wow, I am delusional.
Yes, I wish I was fabricating this story. But no, this is all true. It's rather embarrassing that I have such a Pollyanna effect in my mind sometimes. I like to think of myself as rather rational and down-to-earth, but no, I am just delusional. For further evidence of this, read on:
Last night I got my hair cut. Usually my haircuts are more like trims and nobody notices that my hair ever changed in length. But this haircut is a little more drastic. I got three or so inches cut off so my curls reach my shoulder blade now instead of my bra strap (too graphic?). If anyone knows me, this is shorter than I usually go. So, as I was walking to the bus stop thing morning, picture me looking up as a harp plays and clouds frame my thoughts... I began imagining my entrance onto the bus and once I've sat down, the ladies who also habit the bus (and I never talk to - the bus code is similiar to elevator rules, no talking unless you want to make people feel uncomfortable) begin to compliment my new haircut. I, with a look of surprise and bashfulness, thank them graciosly for noticing. We all smile and share a moment.
Fast forward two minutes, as I was now about twenty feet from the bus stop... and the bus was driving past that very spot. Oh no, I was late! I raised my hand in hopes that someone would see me and alert the bus driver to stop. The bus kept going and my heart sunk. Just when I was about to turn around and go back to my apartment, after a guy on bike sneered at me and remarked that I was too late (thanks, I think I noticed), the bus miraculously pulled over and opened its door, waving me over. Unfortunately, I was 100 feet back. I sighed and began running (I didn't want to keep them waiting for fear they would leave me, again). So, instead of these ladies seeing my hair laying peacefully against my face, they got to see it bouncing up and down and all around as I hurried to the bus. Nice. Oh, and if you're wondering, I didn't get any compliments. Let's say it all together now, Emily is delusional.

I'm in!


Praise God! He has been so very good to me this past year at ASU and my prayer is that I will continue to give him glory here in Tempe. I got my acceptance email on Monday. Wohoo! THANK YOU so much, to all my friends who have been so supportive through this. My mom for listening patiently as I sob to her on the phone and for always giving me encouragement in return, my dad for never giving up on me and coming to visit even when I was buried in homework, my boss Saundra for always letting me take time off if I need to during finals and really just being an awesome boss all around, my roommates for putting up with my DISASTERS of studio work (I'm sure my mesa roommates will die happy if they never see another crescent board in their life!), Lyndee for being so dang fun and helping me to release my stress with some good laughs, and finally, to Jason for being sexy! Ok just kidding but Jason really has been my rock and faithfully gives me the daily support to get me by. During the weekend before my final, he was running back and forth to FedEx getting my projects printed out and stuffing all of my process binder into sheet protectors - all 250 pages worth! Aww! He's simply the best and I love him!

(And yes, I realize I didn't win an Oscar or anything, but I can have an acceptance speech if I darn well please!)

Dear Emily:

I am pleased to inform you that the Admissions Committee approved your advancement into the second year Visual Communication Design Professional Program, past the milestone. On the committee’s behalf, I want to congratulate and welcome you to the second year courses of the Visual Communication Design Program in the School of Design Innovation.

Continuation in the program depends upon a periodic review of your progress and performance in studio and lecture courses.

Please inform the School of your intentions to accept or decline this offer by returning the enclosed form on or before June 30, 2009; alternate arrangements will be made for your space if we do not receive an answer by that date. Your advising is handled in the Academic Advising Center located in Design South 101. Your lead advisor is Carrie Coe and she can be reached at carrie.coe@asu.edu or at 480-965-4495. The faculty looks forward to collaborating with you in an effort to deliver the best design education possible.

Very best wishes,

Michael Kroelinger
Director