Thursday, October 23, 2014
Super convenient of someone somewhere to make up this thing called TBT. I bet it was some mom feeling squashed by her week but not wanting to give up her streak of posting to Instagram every day?
Or maybe I'm projecting.
I learned about projecting in Psych 101 at Biola and I've been calling it what it is ever since.
On to the photos:
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
|Yes, I am looking at God |
(excuse me if that sounds irreverent, I don't mean it that way!).
|Proof it's truly getting chillier in these parts: I'm wearing trousers. |
Let me call them that because I've now got enough British friends to know
that pants are on the inside of clothes. Or at least, they should be.
|Nice shoes. And elephant socks. Always keeping it classy.|
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
There are certain Australian phrases I think Americans should adopt. For example, "kindy" for "kindergarten". Americans are forever shortening each other's names to one syllable, right? That's why I grew up as "Jame" and "James". And when things can't be shortened into one syllable, acronyze them! (Is acronyze a verb meaning, "to make into an acronym"? Because it should be.)
Anyway, yesterday was Misaki's Kindy Sports Day!
First things first: the very happiest of birthdays to the best mom ever, mine!
I love you, Mom ❤️
Wish I could give you a present:
Speaking of moms, lately my mother-in-law has been studying French. I've been to Paris once and I had a wonderful time, but it was thanks to my friend's friend, a native speaker. French is wonderful and beautiful, yet full of vowels and nasal inflections my face isn't trained for. So I admire her efforts. Though today is not my mother-in-law's birthday, but my mom's, because the latter is an ocean away (sniff!!) and the former needs encouragement, my daughters and I presented this:
Friday, October 17, 2014
This afternoon there was a special program for the 5th graders at Koji's school, which includes Koji.
The group that put on the event didn't have enough people from other countries, so they asked me to join.
It was a flashback to those good old JET Programme days, where I became a complete expert at flashing pictures of myself, my parents, Oregon and my hobbies.
Fortunately, there was much more on the docket than my blathering. The lady wearing a yellow dress in the above photo is second generation Japanese-Paraguayan. The dress she has on is crocheted by hand and took more than a year to make. In my ignorance of Paraguay, I assumed Spanish is the main language. I wasn't completely mistaken. According to Wikipedia,
"The Republic of Paraguay is a mostly bilingual country, where both Spanish, an Indo-European language, and Guaraní, an indigenous language of the Tupian family, have official status."
This lady counted to 10 in Guarani, and the sound of it was compelling. Compared to English and Japanese, it sounded so..... Foreign.
Here's a list of the numbers 1-10 in Guarani:
I have more to say but I'll have to add it later, Friday night is overcoming me~~
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Yesterday was Pregancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.
We still miss them.
The one we hoped to welcome in April 2005.
Koji was our first baby and we had no incidents with him (other than unplanned C-section, which is its own source of grief).
Then, our first (lost) baby was 10 weeks old. Though we hadn't as much time to imagine life with her (I don't know, just choosing to think of this one as a girl), in some ways this was our most terrible loss. It opened up a dark box full of the knowledge-not just a suspicion but a definite knowing-that babies die, not every pregnancy comes to fruition. Utterly unwillingly, we joined the Miscarriage Club. Please don't think me crass. It's just, after this experience, I was astounded to find so many others who had also lost their baby, and I didn't feel quite so alone.
Second baby was 16-17 weeks old. He was given to us so soon after his sister was taken, I hardly knew how to feel. I confess though I believe God, I sustained myself with logic: "we just lost one so this one will be fine, he has to be". Or not.
Thank God, then we had Izumi. Fountain (of Life), how could we name her otherwise when we were so relieved she was Alive?
Our third baby was 20 weeks old. I've mentioned her here before. Her name is Ai, which means Love in Japanese.
Then we were given Misaki, which means a Heart in Bloom. Her life seemed to signal a spring, the end of the winter we had been in since Ai.
But then, our fourth baby was 15 weeks old. He was "born" in Rome, so we'll always feel a connection deeper and stronger and sadder than might have been forged on a different 10th anniversary trip. Perhaps because the memory of him is stronger, perhaps because I so wanted a brother for Koji (though again, I don't actually know for sure he was), when I think of them all I now, I long for them but my heart longs for him particularly.
Life is full of loss, and God brings life from all kinds of death over and over and over again, praise Him. But these, I cannot explain or leave, I just carry them with me and pray their memory will encourage me to treasure my living children more?
I tend to be about fun (see ENFP and Enneagram Type 7) so I don't approach this place often, but I think it's important so I'm talking about it here.
Have you lost a pregnancy or a baby? If you are willing, please tell me about your experience.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
|Right in the door from work, focus on those beautiful backpack straps!|
This shirt is from Uniqlo and dress is from GU. I should probably branch out
from these two stores but my budget won't let me?!
|Cheetah skirt and Japanese print shirt go together. Promise.|
|Seing as it's mid-October, thought I'd bust out a sweater. Then I stepped outside|
and realized the day would likely heat up, so tried to balance with sandals.
Go ahead and copy!
|Today I was extra narcissistic (spelled that right on the first time, whoa)|
and took three photos. Here's what I was actually wearing, but since this sleeveless
shirt and cardigan are both very thin knits, I had to.....
|Add this jacket to try and keep warm. It helped somewhat but giving up|
the peep-top socks probably would have done more?
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Since the beginning of September, Koji and I have read (and listened to audio tapes and by that, I mean cassette tapes, remember those?) through
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
After finishing each book, his (our) reward is renting and watching the corresponding movie. We watched HP and the Goblet of Fire yesterday.
So naturally, today we read two chapters of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. This one will likely be a little tougher (on my throat) and take a little longer, since we don't have a good source for the audio version. Really wish we did! I might be just a little obsessed ...... Addicted..... ?!!
By the way, this is not my first time through HP..... Have you ever read this series?