CUPCAKES FOR BOSTON.

CUPCAKES.

The millions of little details you need to take into account, from how to train to what to eat to what to wear to what to drink to when to go to the bathroom.

The TRAINING. Running in the snow, blinding sun, blue skies, stormy nights, early mornings, and at the end of long work days. Sick, tired, happy, sad, anxious, confused, and euphoric. Running with old friends. Getting to know new people. Sometimes being all alone. Hating it. Loving it. Obsessing over it. Feeling over it. For weeks and weeks and weeks.

CUPCAKES.
CUPCAKES.

The euphoria you feel during some point in the race, maybe not all, thinking, I am here, right now, doing this. Thank you body. Thank you legs.

THE WALL you hit at some point during the race, thinking, FUUUUUCK. This hurts.

The kindness of the volunteers and the spectators and friends and family and police officers along the way to keep you going despite hitting THE WALL. Many of them don’t know your name, but they want you to keep going. And you keep going. And going.

CUPCAKES.

The last mile, realizing that the decision to run was more than a commitment to run 26.2 miles, but a journey of one’s self. A running revolution on a micro-level because it changed what you believed you could do when you set your mind to something.

The crossing the finish line and simultaneously wanting to SIT DOWN and SEE loved ones immediately.

Where is my mom and dad?
Where is my boyfriend?
Where are my friends?

You just want to see them. You are so excited to SEE THEM. And they are so excited to see you because they have been waiting just for you. And you hug and kiss them before flopping on the ground for a while, drinking a recovery drink and eating a banana some nice volunteer placed in your hand post-race. After a loooong shower, you head out to a runner’s BBQ with a Guinness (good for post marathon carbs) in hand, followed by a lazy night on the couch with your loved ones. Definitely eating more food. Maybe watching a movie if you can keep your eyes open? And this is how you end your MARATHON DAY!

Marathons are something we choose to do, and while it might seem a little crazy and/or self-absorbed to some, running a marathon is one of those things we categorize as a MAJOR LIFE ACHIEVEMENT.

The marathon is not just one day, it is months, if not years for Boston. The marathon is not just one person, it is many. The preparation it takes to push yourself to finish 26.2 miles is no small thing.

CUPCAKES.
CUPCAKES.

To have all of that taken away because of a bomb.

BOOM.

To be running a marathon one minute, then having your legs amputated the next.

To cross the line, only to find your loved ones not there.

To work for months and months and not even be allowed to finish the race.

To be watching the race one minute, and at the hospital the next.

WHY? Because we don’t know why. And I can’t even wrap my mind around the misery of it all, besides thinking, Dammit, these were a good bunch of people.

There is no real point to this post, other than to say how heartbreakingly sad I am for all those involved in this recent bombing, and that I felt like making cupcakes because of it.

When I was at the Boston Marathon three years ago, my boyfriend and I had actually kind-of broken up – and a few months after the marathon we broke up forever – but I wanted to support him running at Boston because it was a BIG DEAL. I had seen how hard he worked for it and how excited he was to run. So I went. I stood at the finish line right where the first bomb went off, cheering on runners and feeling the spirit of the marathon with my little baggie of cupcakes in my backpack. I made cupcakes for him because when words and actions were failing, that was how I showed him I cared.

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I feel the same way now.

CUPCAKES.
CUPCAKES.

These are Oh, Ladycakes-inspired cupcakes, almost the same recipe but baking in Japan is always chotto muzukashii. A little difficult. I had to use a different icing because I could not find shortening at the store. I do not “know” Ashlae at all, but I think her blog is pretty awesome. I mean, Ashlae is a talented baker, world traveler with Ohio roots, and one hilarious writer. Oh, and I love it when she cusses. She does it so fucking well.

CUPCAKES.

Anyway, to end this post on one positive note, she is up for an AWARD. Go Oh, Ladycakes!

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Weekend 4月14日: Hanami hangout & Unazuki 8K.

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First, before I get into a weekend update, it was PAYDAY today. I was down to only 51 yen. Less than a dollar!  So I was one happy camper at the grocery store today. I did learn some valuable lessons about saying no, saving my hard-earned yen, making mostly cheap meals, and after almost a week without coffee, I kind of like starting my day with matcha. Meaning, I did not buy more coffee today. Whoa. I surprised myself.

For dinner tonight, I made….drumroll…. KING ARTHUR FLOUR CHICKEN (NABE) POT PIE, which used more butter and made a much larger pie than I previously remembered. Total comfort food. But, jeez, I will be eating this all week.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
CHICKEN NABE POT PIE DINNER

For other upcoming meals, I am dreaming up this scrumptious variety (key word): grilled chicken salads, salmon stir-fries, and homemade stromboli. Okay, enough about food, an update!

SATURDAY///

I skyped with Jen and we *slightly* freaked out about world news and proximity of my city to crazy neighbors. Then I went to a hanami, where no one else was worried whatsoever about previously mentioned world news. Mmm-kay. It was a good place to chill-out and relax and try to throw a frisbee. I am not sure how I grew up never really learning to throw a frisbee, but it happened. Dammit.

HANAMI
HANAMI
HANAMI
HANAMI
HANAMI
HANAMI
HANAMI
HANAMI

SUNDAY///

I woke up early, ate an egg muffin and drank some green tea, then headed off to run! I did this 8K race with two other teachers in this little mountain/hot spring town called Unazuki, which is about an 1 1/2 hrs away. It ended up being the cat’s pajamas. A M A Z I N G. I have seven good reasons.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

First, the weather was warm and sunny and unbelievably pleasant. Not too hot. Not too cold.

Second, we were the only foreigners and the Japanese people were crazy in the best possible way. They all had on these elaborate costumes, in addition to wearing yukatas (thin kimono-like robes). Groups of friends dressed up as panda bears or cheerleaders or fruit. So fun! Bummer my camera was in the car. Seriously, we looked like the boring people.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

Third, at one point during our run, we look to our right and SEE SNOW MONKEYS. A mom and a baby. Officially, the best race ever.

Fourth, the little town was so cute and all the shopkeepers were handing out food and omiyage (gifts). I was just stuffing things down my sports bra. Hahah!

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Fifth, no one was serious. It seemed to be a pretty casual run and I don’t know if they even timed us? Instead we high-fived mascots at the finish. How fun is that! We immediately got interviewed by a group of people with video cameras, too.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

Sixth, we got a pink Hello Kitty towel as a gift.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

Seventh, we hungout in the foot spas in the town after the race.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

The only bummer was that we did not get to keep the yukatas. Diem and I really wanted to keep ours. Otherwise, I just want to run more races in Japan. My past week was pretty low on exercise – I did yoga once – but the race was really fun and I felt good. A nice kick-off to warmer weather running.

Keith took Diem and I to a traditional hole-in-the-wall for a cheap (my request) traditional (Diem’s request) close (Keith’s request) lunch in Nyuzen.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

I read through the menu – JOKING! Diem and I can barely read the menu, luckily Keith is really good. – and ordered one of the cheaper options. A tonkatsu (breaded pork) rice bowl with miso soup and some pickled daikon radish. Diem got fried fish, Keith got stir-fried vegetables, and we tried to talk over the boisterous and drunk baseballs players nearby.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

Afterwards, we drove around Nyuzen and found a magical field of tulips. You could stand and take pictures overlooking the tulip field, a row of blooming cherry trees, then the snow-covered Japanese Alps. This is supposed to be a famous, and rare, spring trifecta. It’s….pretty awesome.

UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN
UNAZUKI + NYUZEN

Unreal, right?

I came home, and even though it takes furrrrever to stream, I finished up season 1 of Gossip Girl. JENNY was insufferable. Does she get better in the later seasons? I can’t tell if my sister is teasing me or not?

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I reheated some leftover pasta (this recipe is so simple and surprisingly tasty for homemade tomato sauce) and tried to make a chocolate chip cookie dough cake in a mug. Fail! I think my Japanese microwave zaps food instead of cooking it. The sun and running and road tripping around the namerikawa area tuckered me out, so I fell asleep early.

All in all, another fun Japanese weekend.

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VIDEO: Spring Break!

Hey! It’s Friday in Japan. Weekend plans. Well, I’ve got my 8K in Unazuki on Sunday. I am hoping for better weather – NO MORE RAIN – and better news in the near future. Whoa. Scary world news right now.

On a lighter note, if you didn’t get sucked into Gossip Girl – like me! – and find yourself bored this weekend, check out snippets from my Spring Break in Nara//Osaka//Kyoto. It features mainly trees (cherry blossoms galore) and animals (deer in Nara, cat cafe and the aquarium in Osaka). My favorite parts are of the jellyfish at the 1:39 mark.

Have a marvelous weekend.

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MID-WEEK UPDATES.

Musashi Grocery Store

Popping in for a quick post over here in Japan, a what’s-been-happening-mid-week.

Mainly….

I miss grocery shopping, even in ones where I can’t read what things are and/or don’t know how to cook 70 percent of the items.

On Monday night, to celebrate payday and the fact that I can buy whatever I want at the grocery store after a two-week ban, I am skipping to the store to pick up ingredients to make King Arthur Flour’s Classic Chicken Pot Pie. Ashley and I made this, sheesh, years ago back in Vermont. It is easy and comforting and filling and for some odd reason, has been all that I have dreamed about eating for the past week. (Maybe because it doesn’t contain beans, lentils, eggs or rice?) I have even dug through the archives to stare at old photos.



WANT.
WANT.
WANT.

WORKOUTS//

This week has been bananas because it was the first week of school (ceremonies, after school enkais, after school club activities, after school band concerts, etc.). I got my 280 third-year essays to grade. I have been on coffee withdrawal. It has been crappy weather (cold rain most days and HAIL today) so I haven’t been able to run. The workouts have been a total wash out, which is how so many weeks go over here. It’s okay. Happens.

WATCHING//

Finished The Mindy Project and moved on to GOSSIP GIRL, which I am loving. I had avoided it because I thought it sounded silly, only to find out that it is awesome and I should have been watching it six years ago. If you are like me, please, check out the trailer.

JAPANESE//

Well. Not the week to start a new study routine. Currently, working on learning the names of all my students, which is good Japanese practice.

DATING LIFE//

Friends have chimed in to my situation, telling me:

Control your neo-luddist tendencies!
Meeting online is the new meeting in bars!
I think that online dating is a good thing to do and I’m proud of you!
What’s wrong with a cookie pic??! WTF!
Why did you choose a picture in which you haven’t slept?!
Why did you choose a picture in which you haven’t showered?!
Why did you choose a picture in which you are wearing eight layers of God-knows-what material?! 

(The right person would be impressed with my outdoor layering skills, mmm-right?)

Then Jen said, Why not..as long as you don’t meet anyone and move somewhere random before you see Portland ;)

She thinks that Portland, Oregon is my place. And since I am in this in-between period in my life, all the way over in rural Japan and not moving back to Vermont for months, before I hastily delete my profile why not change my location to Portland and just test out this online thing (virtual flirting?) for the time being.

So I’m still not sure this is my thing, but I still have a profile (with a better photo) only it is for Portland, this place where I have never been but hear wonderful things about. Is that weird? Japan broke my crazy-meter?

Even so, the West coast boys write much better messages and have much better profiles so far.

xo.

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SOUL COLLAGE.

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Theirs. Cute and Glee inspired.

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Mine. Dark side of the moon inspired.

And we played Katy Perry and Keane and Flaming Lips and Pink Floyd and ate chocolate while we read and ripped out favorite words and images, then cut and glued to poster paper. I totally didn’t mind staying late tonight.

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FLASHBACK TO LONDON 2012: A weekend with Natalie.

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Flashback to July 2012, London.

It is Friday afternoon, and I have a three-day weekend off from “work” (which was assisting a THEATRE PROGRAM IN LONDON FOR A MONTH). Pinch me. That happened? I am standing outside the Camden Town tube stop, tucked under the tiny brick ledge to shield myself from the English drizzle, waiting for my cousin Natalie who is stopping by London (via Spain, lucky girl) to visit me for a weekend before flying home from her semester abroad.

We didn’t know how the weekend would shape up, but Natalie is one exuberant traveler – and lover of all things London, I knew it could deliver in epic touristy ways – so this is how one gobsmackingly good weekend went down.

Her must-sees: Abbey Road, Damien Hirst exhibit at the Tate Modern, and Westminster Abbey. I decided how we would tackle the city: Friday we would hang out in the Camden area, Saturday we would start in WEST London and work our way south, while on Sunday we would start in EAST London and work our way south. In one weekend, she will have gotten a comprehensive look at the fringes of London, cutting out the heavily trafficked (albeit cool) central part of the city. She can see that another time.

(Quick aside: We are two peas in a pod. Or more like two crazy super-tourist-cat-lady-shutterbugs.)

FRIDAY///CAMDEN TOWN

Kicked things off in Camden Town. A little Mexican food and a lot of market shopping. Camden has the best best best best market. It’s like you’ve in the Matrix of markets. It is a maze of little tunnels full of weird shops.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

From there we hit up “the beach” at the Camden Roundhouse. The Roundhouse is a concert venue, but this summer they hauled on tons of sand and created a beach on their outdoor terrace.

Complete with a tiki bar.

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With Pimm’s and palm trees.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

Not normally a tiki bar kind of gal, but this was so unusual it was a really fun spot. And we scored beach chairs! We stayed there for a while….

SATURDAY///WEST LONDON

Up early early to hit up Portobello Market.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

We found Hummingbird cupcakes, vanilla and red velvet.

london 2012: weekend with natalie

I had Natalie on a walking route – the best way to see the city – so from Portobello Market we walked over to the Kensington area because she had to see what I call the prettiest pub in London, The Churchill Arms. It is covered in flowers and such a magnificent sight.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

Then we hopped over to Hyde Park. Natalie became a squirrel whisperer. This might have been her favorite part?

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

A quick shopping trips in Harrods, followed by yakisoba at Wagamama (just down the street, near Harvey Nichols on Brompton Road).

london 2012: weekend with natalie

Then over to Buckingham Palace!

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

I was getting a little tired, but Natalie was adamant about checking out Abbey Road. We took a bus from the palace to Abbey Road. We got a little lost – and never did find this famous graffiti sign of Abbey Road Natalie was looking for – but we did cross the famous Beatles crosswalk.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

We came back and I put on this ridiculous t-shirt with puppies on it that I bought at Camden Town and we popped in this gothic pub that was below our flat just because everyone on the entire trip was curious what it was like inside. We were the brave ones to actually go inside.

London flashback: My t-shirt from Camden Market for going to the Hobgoblin (gothic bar) next door. You had to be there.....

H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S. Immediately, I got asked what music I liked by a tall, burly man in an Iron Maiden shirt and sheepishly said Fleetwood Mac. I did not fit it….and we did not stay long.

SUNDAY///EAST LONDON

Up early again for another market day! Markets are hands-down my favorite things to do in the city and there are so, so, so many good ones. Sunday we hit up Columbia Road Flower Market to tour East London, working our way down to the Tate Modern for the Damien Hirst exhibit.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

It is, as you can see, so much more than just a flower market. Tucked away in a tiny courtyard off the main flower market road is a street vendor that makes the best egg rolls it in the city. You will see a sign simply and clearly marked: breakfast.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

You must put HP sauce on it though.

From the flower market, we made our way down Brick Lane and over to Spitalfields Market, which is covered market full of clothes and art and food.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

We left Spitalfields and walked by St. Paul’s Cathedral and across the Millennium Bridge.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

We immediately got in the queue for the Damien Hirst exhibit. No photos inside but it was THE MOST memorable art exhibit that I have ever seen. The butterfly room was, like, whoa. He had live butterflies hatching from the walls. It was crazy. And of course we checked out the other floors at the Tate. Some people aren’t a fan, but I like how the Tate Modern is broken down by concept instead of time period/geographic area.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

The weather was incredible with nary a cloud in the sky, so we left the museum and walked along the South Bank, stopping for a bite to eat at CANTEEN, a delicious British restaurant.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

From CANTEEN, we walked across the Westminster Bridge to check out Big Ben, Parliament, and Westminster Abbey.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

Back to Camden Town to pop in a little pub in our neighborhood for one last Pimm’s.

london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie
london 2012: weekend with natalie

And the next morning my jet-setting cousin was State-bound. Leaving me thinking, what-the-what, that went way too fast. Sad!

london 2012: weekend with natalie

You can see why this is the weekend I would long for when I first moved to Japan and spent weekends sick in bed, confused, jetlagged, overworked, and sweaty from the 100 degree heat. I would think….no, did I really spend a Saturday looking at Damien Hirst’s butterflies just a few short weeks ago? Did I really hang out on Friday night with my toes in the sand in Camden Town? It just didn’t seem real. Unless you are fortunate to LIVE in London, these kinds of weekends don’t come round very often. Maybe I should change my online dating profile to London…??

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JAPAN LIFE: typhoon weather and so much more.

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There was no photo documenting in Kojo park this weekend. I took this photo on my phone right before the typhoon came through and blasted off most of the blossoms. To put it lightly, I was incredibly bummed by the weekend weather. I am hoping that there will still be some color next weekend. Pleeease. Praying to the sakura gods. The only good thing was that it made for a cozy weekend inside, which maybe I needed after traveling and before the school year starts, and I had time to write a proper Japan weekend/Japan life update.

WEEKEND EATS//

I guess I can’t say yes to every social opportunity from now on seeing as how I am on my last dime this week. I ran out of coffee today and don’t even have the funds to buy more coffee. Blerg. Reduced to drinking whatever tea that I have at home for the rest of the week. Payday is next Monday. I CANNOT WAIT! This weekend I had to pass up meals out to cook at home. Here are some of the mostly boring things that I made: oatmeal, English muffin egg sandwiches, chicken & refried bean burritos, lentil mac & cheese (I just cook one cup of lentils, and add them to Annie’s Eats Panera mac & cheese recipe. Super easy and tasty, especially topped with roasted broccoli and caramelized onions), peanut butter toast, and white chocolate chip cookies. I froze portions of the mac & cheese, as well as four burritos for meals this week.

On Sunday Chelsea was so sweeeeet and invited me over for yoga and a sushi feast. I braved the typhoon winds for a workout and free meal. It was divine and totally worth it.

Chelsea just spoiled me with an incredible sushi spread. Um, WOW.

WORKOUTS//

I am using the phrase “workouts” loosely. I have no real workout routine, my goal is to just MOVE a little most days. Jumping rope was going so well, until Spring Break. Now I can’t seem to get back in the jump roping groove, partly because my jump rope sucks. Yoga is definitely my favorite thing to do over here. I find it easy to fit in my schedule – and it both strengthens and grounds me, although I still have no idea how to do ujayi breathing after taking a class for the better part of six months – but just recently a few teachers in the area signed up for a couple of running races this month. One is an 8K and the other a 5K. So I just started running again. Wee!

Monday: Ashtanga yoga. Yoga Today’s class (online).
Tuesday: Rest
Wednesday: Cindy Crawford The Next Challenge DVD legs & arms
Thursday: Run (slow, maybe 30 minutes, lots of stopping to look at cherry blossoms.)
Friday: Ashtanga yoga class
Saturday: Run (slow, maybe 30 minutes, with my table tennis girls.)
Sunday: *Forrest yoga. Chelsea has a subscription to Yoga Download (online). So effin’ hard!

*Forrest yoga was created by a woman named Ana Forrest. I had never heard of it before this weekend, and I originally thought it had something to do with trees and nature, like they filmed it outside in the trees. Ha! No. It holds the poses for a long, long, long time and really works your core. We are so sore.

WATCHING & READING//

The Mindy Project. LOVE. I am almost through Season one. My sister says to watch Gossip Girl. She just discovered it, six years after it started. Is this going to be like me and LOST, which I discovered in its last season and become an obsessed person?

Books-wise, I finished Gone Girl earlier this month. A few other teachers are reading my copy of the book (thank you Lisa!! It is a hit over here!) and then we are going to sit down and properly discuss that craziness. Currently on Fear of Flying. I got distracted this week with this historical fiction novel called These Is My Words though, think Lonesome Dove but in the form of young Sarah Agnes Prine’s diary. It’s so good but….SOB. I can’t even talk about it without tears. Those pioneers had hard lives. If anyone can recommend the HAPPIEST book you’ve ever read that is not cheesy, I would be ever so grateful.

JAPANESE//

Slow. Slow. Slow. I have tons of books and resources. I take a class once a week. Japanese is just not coming naturally to me. It’s been too much for me to absorb a new country, a new apartment, a new job, a new circle of friends, and a new language in just 8 months. That and I am a bad studier over here. Japanese requires hundreds, if not thousands, of hours to master. I’ve put in about 25 hours.This means that I still don’t have all of katakana or hiragana memorized. I still get confused with basic sentence structure. And forget about verb conjugation.

Lately, I just kind of stopped. I’d rather come home, do some yoga, cook dinner, and watch an episode of The Mindy Project online or read.

I am kind of okay with that until a few weeks before Spring Break, I told myself, “YOU MUST GET DOWN HIRAGANA AND KATAKANA.” A lot of friends memorized them in a few days, why is this taking me 8 months? My approach had just been to write them all out. Do that for a few days. Stop for a few weeks. Start same routine. Obviously, I needed a new approach. I literally googled how to learn hiragana and katakana online. A link came up for Kana 101. It is a 2-week course. Everyday some person named Phillip sends you an e-mail with certain characters and practice sheets. AWESOME! I need someone – even this unknown person named Phillip sending me an e-mail – to break things down for me. Unfortunately, I timed the course to coincide with Spring break. I am restarting it all over again, and if the course is supposed to be 2-weeks, technically that means more than a month for me to absorb it all. Hopefully, by June, I will have these characters burned in my brain.

Starting…tomorrow. Because this is what I did in my free time this weekend.

And the morning started off SO productive.

LURV LIFE//

I am a happy and content party of one over here, but after my friend informed me this weekend on Skype that any normal single person has an online dating profile these days AND I was holed up in typhoon weather AND I am returning to a country WHERE I CAN COMMUNICATE WITH PEOPLE soon, I thought oh-what-the-hell and crafted an online dating profile on a free site. For Vermont, even though I’m in Japan, with an I’ll-put-myself-out-there-7,000-miles-away-and-see-what-happens kind of attitude.

The highlights from the past 24 hours are so bad that I must share because someone out there has to have been in the same bizarre boat.

1) Someone called LETSDOIT said that I am sexy. My only picture of me is after I hiked through the night to summit Mt. Fuji. I am wearing about 8 layers (consisting of polypropylene, fleece, down, wool, and Gore-Tex), and I haven’t slept or showered in almost 24 hours. Kind of cute and kind of crazy and very outdoorsy and very real, yes; sexy, no. In fact, I would never ever put up a remotely sexy photo on this site for fear of attracting weirdos like this one. I see that is impossible now.

2) I did have two photos, but my cookie photo got flagged as inappropriate. WHUT. LETSDOIT can have a half-naked profile picture, but I can’t showcase my cookie baking talent. Where is the justice in this photo system?

3) Then someone else messaged me in Japanese, and even though I don’t know much Japanese at all, it was all in totally grammatically incorrect romanji. Understandable, but disappointing. He just needed to use Google.

4) After answering 99 of the site’s personality questions, they boiled me down to someone who is more organized with a lower sex-drive than average. THAT’S IT?! And, whoa, like that will appeal to no one.

So that was fun for a hot second. PASS. Call me old-fashioned, but I’m about to hit delete because this scene isn’t for me. Plus, I feel like online dating kills the cool how-we-met story.

SCHOOL LIFE//

It’s the first day of the new school year. It feel so weird to have the first day in April instead of end of August. Tomorrow the students are in all-day testing. My classes begin on Wednesday. I am very excited to meet my new students and see my old students, but I was informed that I will have more classes than before because now I will also teach a third-year humanities course. Ack! While other teachers have bemoaned the past month – feeling it has been boring with no classes – I have been overjoyed with the slower pace because I feel like it was tapering time. The marathon will begin soon and I need to rest up because this one will last for four months.

RANDOM//

I found out today that our school rents our bonsai tree that is on display for all the school ceremonies. That’s kind of neat, right? It tickles me that I’m living in a place where we can rent bonsai trees.

Okay, so that is not all, but I feel like I rambled and overshared enough over here on the otherside. XO.

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