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Lapsed anthropologist-turned-burlesque performer and post-modern punk housewife/homesteader living in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with a hunky husband, gorgeous daughter, adorable corgi, fluffy rabbit, and three clucking fabulous chickens.

Sunday, June 14, 2009


I graduated yesterday, magna cum laude, with a B.A. in Anthropology. Yeah!

It was a long ceremony out on the football field, no shade. Kind of tedious. But I'm excited nonetheless.

Afterward, my family had a nice party for me.
My awesome party dress that took me forever to make. It weighed a ton and felt like wearing a quilt out in the summer heat.
My mother's best friend let us have the party at her house, because she has a really nice house with a pretty sweet backyard. She's known me since I was a zygote and was more than happy to help. My mother made me a three-tiered cake that looks like a Mayan pyramid. It was pretty rad, I have to say, and delicious!
Those sugar cookies were individually hand-iced by my mother with symbols from astronomy, languages, and even sci-fi(Sarah was so excited when she got one with a Stargate symbol on it!)

Pineapple Daisy bouquet from Edible Arrangements. They were lovely, I couldn't stop eating them.
We also had another bouquet dipped in chocolate, which was gone before I could photograph it.
She also got me a bunch of awesome anthro-related stuff like shirts that say "I Dig Bones" and "My Other Skull is a Neanderthal", an unlined notebook that says "Forensic Anthropology" on the cover, a coffee mug that says "Looters Suck", a pith helmet, a plastic femur and caveman's club that squeak(we later found out), and lots of other awesomeness.
I got a ton of really cool cards from my aunts and my uncle and friends. My friend Sarah gave me a jar of peach jam she made herself. She gave me some really delicious apple butter for my birthday, so I'm stoked to try the jam. My friend Chaz got me an 18-year-old bottle of Glenlivet singe malt, 'cause he's a rockstar like that. It's going on a shelf until it's old enough to buy it's own scotch.
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