ta-da

introducing....

the amazing dwarf trout lily!

mentioned in a previous blog. extremely rare and hard to find.

sometimes life is so hard.
but it's the little things
(in this case, the really little things)
that seem to get me by.

red

today, april 25th, signifies the length of time a WOMAN has to work IN ADDITION to her regular hours to equal the pay a man makes at the SAME job, with the SAME qualifications. That means women have to work from January 1-April 25=115 days EXTRA to recieve equal pay to men for the calendar year. so, today, april 25th feminsits are asking people to wear red to show their OUTRAGE at this inequality and discrimination that STILL exists in the workforce. i'm not just wearing red...i'm seeing RED!

our town

it's my first saturday morning post-thesis. matt's working and I am...well...i am sort of at a loss for what to do.

so, i'm sitting at the ole store, working on my second latte (ok, maybe my third, but who's counting?)

Then, i did something i've never done before....I bought the Northfield News.

i love that i can come to a coffee shop and feel like i'm just sitting at home. i love that i know everyone here and nearly everyone who walks by on this gorgeous day. i love that the cover story of the paper is of Al Franken, who was speaking here last night. I also love that further in the paper, i find a story about the local trout lilies, which are now in bloom and grow only within 3 counties of the WORLD! and i love that i live in one of those counties. and i also love that i can take a class on the "ethics and aesthetics of travel photograpy" in our town, and then go hang out with some 'townies" at Boonies bar.

i love that despite all the places i've lived, i feel most at home...in our town.

ajp

i'm posting for the second time today... those are the kinds of things you can do when you finish a 101 page thesis.

so, why am I posting again? what else could i possibly have to say?

well, i've been signing my name lately as ajp. it's how i sign my comments on blogs, my emails, and my notes.

why is this significant you may ask?

well, as i was signing today, i couldn't help but wonder, why do these letters feel so good to type, and why do they look so good? and then it dawned on me...it's only one key away from sjp...(that's Sarah Jessica Parker for those of you who are not familiar). i'm only a pinkie away from her initials. it makes me even more fabulous...and frivilous for taking the time to write about it. but, hey that's just me, post-thesis.

ajp

done

well, there is no more procrastinating to be done

because it's done

my thesis.


i finished and it feels amazing, now i'm off to the printer...

i hope to blog more now that it's DONE!

Amber Lynn Hope Pettis Chunk

my little sister has a really BIG name.

i spent the weekend with my sister while both of our men were away. we shopped, ate pizza, drank wine, stayed up way too late talking, laughing... being sisters.

you see, the thing is, although having friends is great, sisters are the only ones who can really tell us when we are making a BIG mistake. with men, with jobs, with hair, and definitely with bras. my sister took one look at my pathetic piece of worn-out lycra and said, "absolutely not." so, we went bra shoppig. me, my boobs, and my little sister.

there is nothing like the truth in a dressing room. in fact, there is nothing quite like the truth spoken by your sister. while it's nice to hear about how well you're doing, sometimes, the most refreshing conversations are when you're just able to lay it all out there and talk about what a shit job you're doing in life, and have somebody say, "yeah, you could really work on that, oh, and by the way, your breath stinks, you're not that fun anymore since you started school, you're really bossy, and i think you are kind of annoying sometimes" (for example).

so, luckily i have my sister to remind me of my shortcomings. but like a good bra, my sister offers just the right amount of support. without being too restricting, or digging in too deep. she fits perfectly... and i love the way she makes me feel.

waiting...

it's the vernal equinox
and this female robin
speaks for all of us
when she tells me she's still waiting....

waiting for spring.

smb

ever heard of ssb? secret single behavior? maybe you remember it being referred to in my favorite show of all time, satc. that's right, sex and the city. well i've discovered that secret single behavior also has a married counterpart, which i have recently begun to exhibit. i've been spontaneously breaking out into infomercials. my husband, of course, is my audience. just yesterday, in the middle of our nightly "routine" i started in on one of my all time “best sellers.” he oohed and aahhed over my amazing ability to turn dull, dingy sterling silver jewelry into brilliant, sparkling objects of desire. he tells me he thinks i have a chance to make it big. i agree.


i must admit, its comforting. this secret married behavior.


i like to know that every night without fail there will be the
"up, fluff, fluff, down" of his pillow just as there has been for the past 1,534 nights that we have been keeping each other’s secrets.

umbilical theory

in class yesterday, while trying to help us all understand object relations theory and the concept of attachment, my wise professor just dropped everything she was holding and said, "The belly button explains it all....it is our connection to humanity." amongst the blank stares, she caught my eye, we both knew.
i haven't been able to stop thinking of it since.

all of us came into this world literally attached to another human being, yet, without this membrane tying us to one another, we make our way through life, trying to convince ourselves that we are not one...but we are. a collective humanity. and it all starts with the belly button...more blank stares.

cat's out of the bag...

well, my secret's out. i'm a feminist.
and to think i actually thought maybe i'd be able to keep that
under wraps for at least a little longer than my second blog!

typical.

anyway, there are lots of things you don't know about me yet. for starters, i now have,not one, but two cats, which officially makes me...

a cat person.

cups of coffee

"you can't have a cup of coffee with the landscape" -greg brown.
i love sipping cups of coffee with my favorite people, which has pretty much kept me in this godforesaken wilderness we call minnesota my whole life. i was born to be a surfer girl, spending my days in the ocean, floating, warm. but as i said before, you can't have a cup of coffee with the landscape, or the ocean for that matter. and you certainly can't have a cup of coffee with a blog...or can you. some of my favorite people are bloggers. so, here's to cups of coffee, to blogging, to my favorite people. this blogs for you anne, jana, jess, paige, chanda & bryan.

this photo is of me having a cup of coffee with, ah, the landscape (ok, maybe it is possible, greg brown is full of shit, and obviously grew up on a farm in Iowa and made up that stupid song to make himself feel better. i may be moving soon)