My first impression of America. Grass. Lots of green Grass. It's really pretty. Second impression upon receiving change for my meal at Ikea. Your money is GROSS! Dirty, yucky, icky. I didn't want to touch it. I'm still grossed out by it. Luckily, I can't remember my atm number, so I can't get any more of it until Jesse comes to America. What a relief.
It's also nice to go from GARGANTUAN GAIJIN to average sized american.
And now that I'm back in America, I need a car. And I'm having a doozy of a time finding one. I'm actually sick to my stomach about finding a car. Here are our options:
A- spend all of our money or go into debt for a good reliable car.
B- spend some of our money and get a decent, probably will need work car.
C- spend a little bit of our money and hope it lasts for two years, make sure to have towing covered.
Fun, huh? Can you imagine us buying a house?
August 13, 2008
August 5, 2008
Sayonara
This is my last post from Japan. I'm so sad. Especially since Jesse is not coming to the states for another 3 weeks. We do this to ourselves often enough you'd think we'd learn that we really hate being separated. And to make matters worse, he was really funny and sweet today. aaargh! It would be so much easier if he were a jerk.
I would probably be even sadder if Japan hadn't been giving me hints that it's time to go. On Sunday, we walked to a traditional Japanese garden park that's close to our house. It seemed like a good idea, to do something Japanese-y our last Sunday. Wrong. Koi pond = mosquito heaven. We left after 10 minutes. Then on our way home a crow pooped on Jesse's and my head. Thanks Mr. Crow. I hope you liked the rock Jesse threw at you.
On Monday, we took the kids to the pool and Monkey promised "to try not to poop in it this time." She didn't, because we weren't there long enough. The lifeguards kicked us out after 30 minutes because of distant thunder. Abunai desu yo! No problem. We were planning on going to sushi, so we'd just get there a little earlier.
Got to the sushi place and it was pretty good. Accidentally got fried oysters for the kids. I thought it was fried chicken. Ooops. And we were sitting right in front of the chef, so we couldn't slip it back on the conveyor belt (we wouldn't really do that). I ate them, because that's what a good mom does. And that could have been my mistake. Because later that night as Jesse and I are perusing Craigslist, trying to find a car, I shove him out my way and run to the toilet. The last time I heaved so suddenly I was pregnant with Mermaid, so I said half jokingly "gee Jesse, maybe I'm pregnant." To which he responded, "Or maybe it's just all that raw fish you ate for dinner." Right. Forgot about that for a second.
And today, the Coop guy came to collect.
I'm still sad that we're leaving. Even though Japan hasn't been that good to me this week. We'll come back. Try again. Relationships take work, and sometimes a little space is good.
Ja Mata!
image from flickr
I would probably be even sadder if Japan hadn't been giving me hints that it's time to go. On Sunday, we walked to a traditional Japanese garden park that's close to our house. It seemed like a good idea, to do something Japanese-y our last Sunday. Wrong. Koi pond = mosquito heaven. We left after 10 minutes. Then on our way home a crow pooped on Jesse's and my head. Thanks Mr. Crow. I hope you liked the rock Jesse threw at you.
On Monday, we took the kids to the pool and Monkey promised "to try not to poop in it this time." She didn't, because we weren't there long enough. The lifeguards kicked us out after 30 minutes because of distant thunder. Abunai desu yo! No problem. We were planning on going to sushi, so we'd just get there a little earlier.
Got to the sushi place and it was pretty good. Accidentally got fried oysters for the kids. I thought it was fried chicken. Ooops. And we were sitting right in front of the chef, so we couldn't slip it back on the conveyor belt (we wouldn't really do that). I ate them, because that's what a good mom does. And that could have been my mistake. Because later that night as Jesse and I are perusing Craigslist, trying to find a car, I shove him out my way and run to the toilet. The last time I heaved so suddenly I was pregnant with Mermaid, so I said half jokingly "gee Jesse, maybe I'm pregnant." To which he responded, "Or maybe it's just all that raw fish you ate for dinner." Right. Forgot about that for a second.
And today, the Coop guy came to collect.
I'm still sad that we're leaving. Even though Japan hasn't been that good to me this week. We'll come back. Try again. Relationships take work, and sometimes a little space is good.
Ja Mata!
image from flickr
August 3, 2008
Save The Date
Date: August 30, Saturday
Time: 5pm
Place: Our backyard
Bring: a picnic blanket, some sort of food to share
Why: We're throwing our own Welcome Back Party!! We want to see YOU!
RSVP in comments or an email to muchmorethankeepinghouse@gmail.com
Can't wait to see EVERYONE!
FPF
So most of you already know them, but those who don't, check out Faded Paper Figures. Love the sound, love that the Japanese love them, love that they are our friends. Go. Listen. NOW! Even you, Mom!
Giveaway Winner
Is...Anonymous, aka, my mom who entered for my Auntie Wendy. Promise, no nepotism here. Random.org picked the number. So Ma, send me Auntie Wendy's address. Sorry Rena. I promise you something perfect when I get back.
Watch out for an Oregon giveaway (not ganja). But perhaps some blackberry jam!
Watch out for an Oregon giveaway (not ganja). But perhaps some blackberry jam!
August 1, 2008
Last Giveaway
Rena has persuaded me to have one last giveaway. I'm leaving on Wednesday (that's Tuesday in the states), so this one has to be quick. You have until Sunday midnight in Japan. So that's Sunday around 3 am in LA. And you have to get me your address quick like a bunny 'cause I'm going to the post office to send Mariko's taiyaki pan and a cool match game for Amy (got one for our kids, so you can come play August 26 in Irvine) and the cool giveaway to who?
So what's your prize? Well...
DOUG
HNUT socks
and
1/2 meter of Little Red
and
assorted dollar store goodies
Is that fun enough?
So what's your prize? Well...
DOUG
HNUT socks
and
1/2 meter of Little Red
and
assorted dollar store goodies
Is that fun enough?
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