Wednesday, May 30, 2012
My knit skirt plus Tshirt formula is getting kind of boring, thought I'd liven it up by letting you see how skirts are also useful as hiding places or for playing monster.
And, that's all for today, folks. I played tennis so any energy I would have or should have is somewhere back at the court. To be clear, that is fine with me, because I left my stress there too. You should try it sometime!
Sunday, May 27, 2012
In celebration of the children with birthdays in May, June and July, the mothers of said children and the faithful members of the Event Planning Team had a quick, yet elaborate party last Thursday. I'd like to insert a photo of the party here, but since I was performing, I didn't take any. One thing we did at the party was Balloon Art. I learned to make a flower and gave it to Izumi. Making things out of balloons was more fun than I thought. So yesterday I went to Party City (Koji kept calling it Party Town and I didn't correct him 'cause I thought that was funny) and bought us some balloons and a pump. We went to you tube for instruction and found all that we might ever want to know. Pictured is our most successful creation, Blue Dragon. I know, he looks more like a Blue Diseased Rat with that red thing coming out of his mouth (flame!). But we are proud, so rejoice with us!
Saturday, May 26, 2012
photo by jmazzola
Misaki turned three, so as promised, she is now allowed to chew gum. A couple of days ago, I gave her some. A few minutes later it wasn't in her mouth any more, so I asked her where it went.
"I put my gum in my stomach, Mama," was her solemn answer.
Lately I'm reading Walking on Water by Madeleine L'Engle. I'm finding it very inspiring, yet also a bit bothersome. It causes me to revisit this niggling question: how is it possible to be an extroverted writer? As I ponder what it means to be a writer, sitting for hours (alone) to just write, already, seems to be a non-negotiable requirement. But as a mother of smallish children, personality aside, when exactly would I have hours alone to do anything, even if I wanted them?
I used to work for a couple who owned a business. Their family life and their business were both admirable. As I spent time with them, I got to know their daily rhythm, an integral part of which was early to bed and early to rise. Sounds corny and cliche, but 20 years later (I'm a slow learner) the concept is starting to appeal to me. My husband's been out of town for two weeks. We have a habit of staying up too late, which makes no sense for me, because I have zero energy and often spend the time wishing I was asleep. Left to my own devices for these two weeks, I've begun going to bed earlier and waking up earlier. Are you making the connection? This is a way for me to find hours-or at least "hour"-alone. I have yet (until this moment) to spend my "extra" morning time writing but I would like to begin.
Instead of saying, "did you know?" for some reason, my kids say "did you notice?". So instead of correcting them, because I think it's funny and cute, I just let them continue. And now I find myself saying it too, like this:
Did you notice, in Japan and some other East Asian countries, blood type and personality are believed to be correlated? Read all about it on Wikipedia. The short, relevant summary is this: Type A is organized, neat and responsible. Seems like nearly all of my Japanese friends are Type A. Type B is random, unpredictable and irresponsible. I am Type B. The rational mind, which I don't employ often, agrees with this statement:
"...no basis exists to assume that personality is anything more than randomly associated with blood type." found hereBut in my daily life, I feel as though I have a giant B stamped on me like a Scarlet Letter. In addition to retiring early and rising at the same pace, I suppose I am declaring my intention to try and unbelieve that B blood=incompetent.
Perhaps I'll believe better with coffee in me. Happy Day, all!
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Days worth noting in this space have come and gone un-noted, including but not limited to: Izumi's Sixth Birthday, Mother's Day, the first anniversary of the day I left my fourth baby in Rome, and our Eleventh Wedding Anniversary. All the while, I wore clothes. I know you are relieved to hear it.
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Never used to be big news, but I read a book. Specifically, the book pictured above. I read it this past Sunday while shamelessly and deliberately neglecting my household duties, and at times, my children (they were never in danger, not to worry).
I thought it was great. And I vow to never watch the movie. How can a book that's less events and more inside of three different heads possibly be make into a good movie? I'm not a filmmaker, but I just don't see how it would work.
Did you read this book? What did you think?
Thursday, May 03, 2012
Last Wednesday the 25th, it was raining. Hence, the umbrella. Don't worry, this is my daughter's umbrella. When I use one, which isn't often since I'm still an Oregonian at heart, I choose one with more coverage. I know you were worried. On to the clothing: I was rather proud this day because I effected the look of a dress with a polka dot shirt and skirt (both from thrift stores). Alas, my sweater--uniqlo--and bad photo--old iPhone--prevent me from demonstrating the effect properly here. Red tights are from Target and my so-overly-worn-they-are-starting-to-hurt black shoes are from Kohl's.
Last Thursday the 26th was Koji's class observation followed by a parents' meeting with his teacher, so I tried to level up by wearing this suit dress thingy. Which I bought at a thrift store (I can't remember which one) for $4.99. I tried to make it my style by also sporting new to me shoes and skirt, which were also procured thriftily. Orange tights are from Topshop, and "sport" is a joke, since I snapped this in the locker room before changing and dashing off to tennis.
Can you tell I wanted to make things more interesting this week by branching out from my oval mirror? Though I have to ask myself if the front of a huge pile of underwear at Costco is really better scenery. Here's a stripey second hand shirt I bought used--I liked the idea of wearing it with polka dots, but the dotty shirt I put underneath didn't show enough to make the interesting effect I was hoping for. Ancient Old Navy cords and sneakers from Payless finish things off.
Saturday the 28th I had another chorus performance, so here's another version of black on top and jeans. Yes, if you peer closely enough you will find that these leggings are "denim". I got them quite some time ago at Kohl's and they have been very useful. This dress is from a thrift store, and it's a bit too big but I'm reluctant to give it up because I love the zippers. My miles-of-shoelaces boots are from somewhere online and I'm much too lazy to link. Must note: this day we also had a birthday party for Koji and I made it successful by buying all the food at Costco. That's right, I didn't even make a cake. I still feel a bit remorseful, but Koji wanted cheesecake which I don't find particularly interesting to make. Hence, the outsourcing. Maybe next year, or I should say next week since Izumi's birthday is rapidly approaching, my cake-making mojo (hate that word but it's so useful sometimes) will return.
Sunday the 29th, hoping summer is coming and tights are moribund, I present these unique leg coverings. I didn't make them (I find the idea interesting, but not nearly enough to buy two pairs of tights, cut them up and sew them back together), I bought them from a famous store online. I'm not going to link because they don't seem to be available, it doesn't make me money, and I don't really approve of their photography. The rest of my outfit, head to toe, is from thrift stores.
Monday the 30th was warmer and I was tired of tights anyway, so I went back to my tried and true combination of bike shorts (which of course you can't see but give me the feeling I can wear a skirt and still bend and move as a mama of young kids needs to) and socks. My black polka socks and tank, which isn't pictured well but is there, are from uniqlo and are meant for pattern mixing. Skirt is ancient from Wally World (my dad's name for wal*mart) and sweater is also well-used and loved from....? My only thrifted item this day was the shoes.
Tuesday May 1st was my third day out of seven capturing my outfit in a mirror outside of home. What I want to note about this ensemble isn't actually about the clothes at all, rather my hair. Dear Self, you are too old for a top-of-head ponytail. It gives you a serious headache, so even when you are tempted, next time don't do it. 'Scuse me for that self-talking interlude. The picture's too dark but trust me, these uniqlo leggings have an interesting purple and black pattern on them. My purple long sleeved shirt and skirt are from thrift stores (must abbreviate next week), shoes are from Target and Tshirt is courtesy of my sister or my mom.
People, there you go. It's been that sort of week, the sort where I am even more B and B (makes "busy" and "behind" sound desirable, no?) than usual, which is why I give you what I wore wednesday on Thursday morning. Happy day, all!