Saturday, March 31, 2012

Scatterday

Behold, my random thoughts.

The days til graduation are ticking down. It's so crazy!!! Most days I feel like a mad woman when I think about all I still have to get done with my projects, but Friday was a little different. For our senior show, we are using scaffolding to frame our exhibits. They have a few set up in our classroom, and I stood in front of it and breathed. A little bit of hope sparked in my head and trickled all the way down to my toes. I imagined myself standing in the same position, but this time in front of my finished exhibit. I breathed again, and this time I felt peace. It's going to happen. It's going to happen!!!

Speaking of projects and graduation, lately I've been checking out and daydreaming about things like a few little balls (yes, plural!) of fur that we plan on adopting in the summer, or designing a graduation announcement for Jason and I, or finding a dress for my show. As a reminder to myself, even if you find a great dress you'll be looking the opposite if you have to stand in front of an incomplete project at the show. I will be repeating this mantra often.

In much stranger news, I have a new fascination with natural birth. Read the articles and blogs, watched The Business of Being Born, talked to Jason about it, read some more articles. Jason was rather abrasive about the whole topic at first, but he has softened to the idea. Mind you, I just mean the idea in general as we aren't making an personal decisions yet. One of my favorite photographers recently did a photo shoot of a home birth and I looked at it all. It's tastefully done but still more graphic than I normally opt into. Jason came home and I showed him too - gasp! This is a future med student we're talking about. And finally this brings us to last night when I found myself sitting on the couch watching some stranger's youtube video of a home birth. And even more shocking, rather than feeling squeamish and turning away, I got teary-eyed. I don't know people, I just don't know.

A new development in the Lunt household is Jason's new purchase. We spent a week over spring break with 2 friends who are much more fashionable than we are and Jason found himself in want. The day after we got home he told me, "I want a fandora." Darling, I think you mean a "fedora" - and, are you sure? He was so sure that later that day he was in a mall texting me various fedora photos.


I honestly had a bit of an identity crisis. Am I now the wife of a man who wears a fedora? Ah well, I'm happy if he's happy. Now, I just need to make sure he's not wearing it every single day. Cause trust me, if he could, he would.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

"The One"


I overheard a couple girls talking about “the one.” One of the girls was saying how she didn’t think her friend’s current boyfriend was “the one” so why waste time with him? They kept talking and then the other said something to the effect of, "but who knows, 10 years down the road even the one might not be the one anymore." It made me kind of sad to hear that, but it did get me thinking.

One of the things our pastor told us in pre-marital counseling was that once you marry someone, they are “the one” for life. When Jason and I got married, we didn’t commit to life together--until we fall out love. We committed to working to stay in love for the rest of our lives.

I’ve noticed that sometimes it’s easy to get comfortable. Easy to forget to tell him I love him, easy to stop greeting him with my full attention when he comes home, easy to not go out of my way to be kind and loving, easy to get angry and/or bitter over something silly.

That’s where the working part comes in. I want to make a serious effort to love Jason. To try to think of new ways to show him that I love him, to take the time out of my day to serve him, to compliment him and appreciate him, and to focus on his positive traits when I’m thinking about him (maybe it’s just me, but as a woman I think it’s easy to let the bad thoughts fester).

Even though Jason is my best friend, it’s not always a walk in the park. Sometimes he drives me crazy, and even more often, I drive him crazy. Sometimes we don’t agree on the little things, and sometimes we don’t agree on the big things. Sometimes we argue and my heart aches for days. The worst, sometimes we argue about arguing (please tell me someone else has been there!). But because we made the commitment, we work through our problems and grow closer together because of it.

I want to be a passionate wife, not a passive one. I don’t want to focus so much on myself that one day I realize I don’t even know my own husband. That breaks my heart each time I hear or read about a couple like that. “We grew apart” or “we fell out of love” are such sad and irresponsible rationales. Can I say that? I know that’s a bold statement, but I think if you grew apart you weren’t spending enough time on the relationship.

I’m so, so very grateful God gave me this man as my husband. When Jason sacrificially loves me, it’s a beautiful reflection of the love Christ has for me. I feel so lucky to have that picture of Christ’s love, and His is so much bigger than any earthly love! It’s so humbling when I am being mean and ugly and Jason still loves me. And then I am reminded that Christ still loves me too, so much so that he died the most painful of deathes for my mean and ugly sins. No greater love than this.

This has turned into a much longer blog than I had planned but I just wanted to share some thoughts I have on marriage and commitment. These are my own thoughts, so it’s okay if you disagree. I'm by no means a marriage expert, and I'm still learning and making mistakes. Thankfully, I get to learn and grow alongside my very best friend.

Monday, March 26, 2012

my dad + texting

I was going through my texts and found some I received from my dad recently. Aren't parents and technology the greatest? Generally my dad is pretty tech-savvy, but his phone is still a bit of a mystery to him. I got these texts all right in a row; made me laugh.

Text 1:
Sorry to forget to call. Call when you get a chance.

Text 2:
Dad

Text 3:
Call when able.

Text 4:
Sorry to forget to call. Call when you get a chance.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

macaroons & heartbeats

I'm ending my spring break with a stomach stuffed full (full I tell you!!) of Rubios tacos and an open InDesign file, waiting for me to fill the blank pages with research from my senior thesis. Don't worry research book: soon, very soon I will be bringing you to life. Only 2 weeks late, I might add. (ahem, senioritis)

Spring break was wonderful, but as with all breaks, it has come to an end. I really want to sort through all my pictures and share them, but that may have to wait a few weeks. If they come sooner, you know I'm being a naughty student (so yeah, there's still a good chance). One of the things we did in LA was go to a book store in little Tokyo and I found this book. What can I say, it spoke to me!


CALI12 - thank you for happening to me. I didn't even know how much I needed you or how much I would miss you.

Okay okay one last thing.

I'm only 6 years behind, but this song people. So beautiful.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Spring break dreamin'


I find myself daydreaming about these waves often. School is overwhelming, being my last semester with so many expectations and requirements. I'm trying to keep my head up and work hard but my energy and motivation are running dry.

One ray of sunshine is that we really have a great spring break planned. Yes, I'll probably be working on school projects in a cheap hotel during the night, but the days will be wonderful.

In planning this new trip, I am reminded of a California trip I went on nearly 5 years ago. Julie and I were bored 18 year-olds in Thatcher with big dreams for a road trip. I was so proud of us for making it happen, and with such short planning and resources. Julie's older brother was our saving grace, because without him we wouldn't have even been able to rent a hotel room. Chris joined us for the fun and we had a blast.









And finally, one of the things I am most excited about this time around:


I just may die of happiness when we get there.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Thrifty business

Look at me, I'm blogcrastinating! It's a real word, promise.

This weekend, we went with our friend Kevin thrift store shopping. It transpired over text, something like this:

Kevin: Can we have a thrift store shopping day this weekend?
Me: Stop. I might cry with happiness.

Kevin is a real deal picker and I always love a chance to learn from his ways. He usually works the yard sale route, and the only thrift store he'd been to was Goodwill. We made sure to change that, stat. We hit about 5 stores in Tempe/Mesa area. I was kind of afraid of the quality of the stores, but even in the ghetto, there is good thrifts to be found.

Honest to goodness, just a week ago Jason sent me a link to similar sunglasses, that he was considering buying. I pulled the Ozzy Osbourne card on them and Jason quickly realized his mistake. Can everyone please thank me for steering Jason in the right direction on this one?


Kevin in action.

Jason made fun of this jacket. Then he tried it on and liked it, like a boss.



Yes, I gave in to the trend and got colored jeans. They're fun and now I want more!!

Inspector Gadget jacket! (note: this is a women's jacket)

If you're friends with Jason on facebook, you may have seen the best find of the day - a plush gentlemanly-like robe. There's a good chance he will be living in that robe from now on. I'm bracing myself.

Kevin is one of our favorite friends! Who says once you get married you can only hang out with married couples??

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Blurry


I finally got a bunch of film developed, all taken with my Holga Pinhole. Every time I develop photos, I have mixed emotions. Is it worth it?? All my pictures come out blurry, so many are worthlessly bad, and it costs money.... But. There's a certain thrill that comes with developing film and never knowing what I'm going to get. That thrill may just keep me going.







(Remind me to keep this shirt, it will look great when I am actually pregnant)








PS the photos generally look better in person, so come visit me and see!