Saturday, May 26, 2012


Now that the majority of our graduation announcements are out, I figured I could share them here. They didn't photograph as nicely as I had hoped, but oh well. Oh yeah, and usually invitations are sent out before graduation. But who counting those three weeks that have passed since graduation, right?

You probably can't make it out but the bottom shares the latest news in our life.

We're moving to Des Moines, Iowa in July!

Jason will be starting med school there in August. I'm ridiculously proud of him! It has been so much work to get to this point, and we've really been blessed in the process. It makes me happy to see how anxious he is for this next stage. Most people are intimidated by the years and years that lie ahead, but Jason is as ready as ever.

There's so many thoughts swirling around in my head about the move. Where does one even begin when making such huge changes? I'm excited for the new opportunities, but an ache is building in my heart about moving and leaving the life we've built here. It's always scary to leave what we know to go to something we don't know.

I can't say it's been the easiest process and God has been teaching me a lot through this journey. I have felt a little helpless as so much depended on Jason and which schools accepted him. I like to feel like I have control of my life and the future in front of me. I say feel, because it's rather foolish of me to think I'm the one in control. God has used this as a reminder that I have to surrender my own will and desires so that he can work in my life. If I could have chosen, Des Moines would probably not have been it, but it's clear that God has plans for us there. It sounds so simple and clear, but it's so much harder to live it out.

I'm still grappling with all of this, but God is in control.

Iowa, like it or not, here we come!

Thursday, May 24, 2012

A garden without butterflies

We were watching the news one morning when they declared it National Public Garden Day. And! The Phoenix Botanical Garden is having free admission. We'd already been to the garden once, but hadn't gone to the butterfly garden so we hopped in our car to check it out. Of course once we get there, the line for the butterfly garden was miles long. Considering we didn't pay, we wandered around a bit to take some pictures and then promptly flew back to our well air-conditioned apartment. The beast that is summer is surely upon us now.

Is there anything cooler than sunglasses with your glasses hanging on your collar?

AZ love. That's all I gotta say.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

2 videos and a kitty

Chills. All up my arms, and my legs too.

 This next one made me laugh and I'm okay with admitting that.

Lars got into the fire place this morning. Aka, this is what my cat would look like with freckles.
Such a little rascal.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

The story of how I cried a lot, but then got things done

One of the biggest parts of senior year in the graphic design program is our senior show. We look forward to it and dread it all year. We also spend all year researching a social issue and then designing an educational campaign around our research.

My final thesis was called "Back to Butter," a call to return to butter, a food free of science and artificiality. I got to compare margarine and butter, talk about fat a lot (so glamorous) and fend off people linking me with this lady (sorry but Paula Deen has never advocated healthy eating even if she does love her some butter).

Just in case you're interested in how I chose this topic, it was about the time I started reading In Defense of Food by Michael Pollan and found a whole community online that disputes the "science" we follow in regard to heart disease and the fats in our diet. Although the site looks a bit hokey, Weston Price has some great articles on this, including this one on dietary fat. I don't want to push my own agendas on you, but it has been fascinating to me to take a step back and begin rethinking everything I believe about nutrition. I could talk about this forever but I shall resist. If you are still interested, feel free to ask me more; just know I might possibly talk all day and all night about it. Jason will verify this statement (bless his heart).

Back-tracking a little bit, below is one of the posters I designed in the fall semester for the show. At full size it's 24"x36" so it looks kind of odd at this size. This made the short-list to be voted on for the final poster to represent the entire show. Mine didn't win, but it was still exciting to make the cut.

There was a lot of build up to our show, and finally I was tasked with actually building my exhibit. Building is always my least favorite part of the process. My stress levels skyrocket and I start making ridiculous mistakes. Jason can also verify this statement. What this all leads to is me crying a lot. Straight up ugly crying over a piece of acrylic with the wrong strip of vinyl lettering on it. In the week of building my exhibit, I think I had at least 3 crying sessions where I moaned about being stupid and not being able to do this and I'm such a failure. It's all very dramatic but in the moment rather terrible.

Why am I sharing this with the internet? Who knows, except that it highlights the fact that Jason is a saint for putting up with me. And not just putting up with me, but helping me in every way possible and being altogether my sanity when I had none myself.

It was one of the hardest weeks of my 4 years at ASU, but also one of the best; not just because I survived it, but because I fell in love with my husband all over again. It's all mushy, but it's true. His selfless dedication to my projects made a world of difference and I really couldn't have pulled it off without him. He was there cutting out and folding each takeaway, painting my exhibit walls, sawing miscellaneous pieces of masonite, more painting, touching up the poor paint job after my stencil failure, mixing epoxy for my acrylic pieces.... he never complained. I never forced him to do any of it, he volunteered the entire time. He listened to my crazy meltdowns and helped me problem solve when something wasn't working. I was at my worst and he still loved me. A true example of agape love.

The good news is that I finally got my exhibit hung up and had a good time at the show. It was a unique experience, to say the least, but in the end, I was proud of all of us.

This is my finished exhibit (with some strange lighting).

And some of the lovely people in my life.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

The one that found us

So... we kinda got a cat.

I'd been wanting a cat for AGES. If it weren't for Jason, I probably was destined to become a crazy cat lady. Partly due to our current rental situation and being in school, we had decided to put off getting a furry friend until after graduation.

I think it was about a week before the last day of school when we got home late one night and found a little furry friend sitting outside of our apartment complex. He looked thin but was very friendly. I'm such a softie that I wanted to give him some food... well, one thing led to the next and now we have ourselves a little rascal of a cat running around our feet.

It's just funny how it happened, so close to graduation. We had planned on picking out the perfect one... and here he picked us out. We named him Lars. I can't say I would have picked him out of a group of cats, but we're fond of him all the same.

Especially when he makes weird faces like this.

Seriously, weirdo.

Friday, May 11, 2012

This girl is a graduate

Guys, I graduated.

I'm having a hard time finding words to express how I feel. It's been six long years to get this bachelor's degree (bless my parents for their patience). I've worked so hard for it, and it's been a pivotal period in my life. I've grown much more comfortable in my own skin and I feel much more myself now than I did when I started. Of course, this could have happened without college, but college gave me confidence and an environment that's conducive to make mistakes and discover oneself. In the last 4 years at ASU, I have learned so much. And possibly the best and worst feeling is that I still have SO MUCH MORE to learn. While my formal education has ended, I want to continue learning and experiencing life.

It's been a week now and already I'm having a bit of an identity crisis. But that's okay, because I've been a student for a verrrry long time. That's been part of me, and now I have to figure out who I am after graduation. I know the struggle will continue, but I gotta keep fighting and keep looking to my support.

My actual graduation ceremony was wonderful. My class all wore pantone swatches on our caps and were able to sit in a group. We may have started our journeys separately, not knowing each other nor caring for each other, but we ended it together as one united team. We cheered for each and every one of our classmates when they walked. Most students in the school had a couple family members cheering, but we also had our class of 43 cheering for us. That was my favorite part of the whole ceremony. We did this, together.

My parents were able to come from Wisconsin to see Jason and I graduate. I really couldn't have done this without these two. They were cheering me along every step of the way. My two biggest encouragers and greatest supporters. I love them dearly and really can never thank them enough. They were an example to me growing up, and I always knew I wanted to get a degree because both of my parents had done so first. I'm so grateful for parents that raised me to have goals and to work hard to reach them. But even more so, I'm grateful for parents that supported me making my own decisions and not forcing any path upon me.

My classmates - where do I begin? I really love these people so much. These are the people who made the experience so much more rich and meaningful. Collaborating with so many talented individuals was the highlight of my 4 years at ASU. I made some amazing friends and had a network of support that not many ASU programs can rival. There's just no easy way to describe our program and the hoops we have to jump through, but this is what bonded us together and made it all worth it.

My handsome husband got to graduate as well. It's not the end of the road for him, so the moment may not have been as sweet, but I'm still proud of him and how hard he worked!

We were so glad part of his family was able to come. Jason's dad, step-mom, sister, and nephew joined us for the festivities and we loved to have them! It was nice to watch Jason's ceremony as an observer after being a participant in mine earlier in the week. I actually got more emotional at his - watching all the grads walking in, singing the national anthem (how lucky am I to live in country that, while it may have many problems, I have the complete freedom to go to college), and hearing families cheer so proudly for their beloved graduate.

Every graduation needs a celebratory pose and my husband is kind of the best at them.

Jason and I had a graduation reception put together by our scholarship, the ASU Parent's Association. They showed a video highlighting the work they do at ASU, and one of the former students said something that stood out to me. She said that she now has her degree and no one can take that away from her. I love that. This degree is mine and it will always be a part of me.

God has done so much in my life and I'm so grateful for this opportunity. He continually provided comforted me through each trial. He was always the inspiration for everything I created. Seeing how he guided me through college gives me the peace I need, knowing that he will continue to guide me now that I'm entering a new stage.

Signing out,
Emily N. Lunt, Bachelor of Science, Graphic Design
(I promise this is the last time I will ever do this. But a girl's gotta do it once, right?)