embarASSed!

Okay, I’m finally getting off my lazy ass and doing something about this page as in maybe updating it…!
It’s been awhile, and still I feel like I have not much to say. The world news is absolutely horrible; I can’t see good news anywhere. I seem to spend a lot of my time at work reading a site called Japan Today, and after I read the articles, I read the comments attached to it, which consists of many people who just want to bash others as much as they can-there’s the Japan/Japanese bashers and then there’s the American bashers, and then there’s people who just like to write asinine comments about anything. It’s interesting but I find that it can end up eating a lot of my spare time. It also leaves me with lots of negative feelings, so I’m trying to cut down.
So last week was a pretty awful week…Tuesday night had Hiroki vomiting all over me. Not the most fun a person can have, but better to be the vomitee than the vomiter, right? (Did I spell those right? The spell check doesn’t think so.) Wednesday night saw us going to the emergency doctor’s clinic, way, far away, in the middle of nowhere, as Hiroki had what looked like mosquito bites all over his arms and legs. It doesn’t help that every time we look at something on his little person, he shrinks away and says the equivalent to, “No, no, get away!” It turned out that he had hives, which, according to the doctor, most likely came from something he ate. Of course, there’s no way of knowing what triggered them. Interesting. Then the next night, I decided to stop at the doctor’s office on my way home from work to get some medicine to stop my coughing. (You can’t buy cough medicine at a drugstore here.) On my way home, in the complete dark, (very much the countryside where I live) I went to step over a bush and landed on my stomach and knees. I realized (after the fact, unfortunately) that there was no actual land there, as in where I stepped. The first thing I thought is not fit to print, but one of the first things I thought was, “Wow, I’m totally amazed that Hiroki doesn’t cry every time he falls down on concrete! It really hurts!” And it did, but I picked myself and, as soon as I could, I walked home. One of the reasons had problems walking home was because I had sprained my ankle. It’s now a dark blue (with some purple) under my ankle bone (from top to bottom), with some dark red bordering on brown on the top of my foot , and back to light blue near my toes. I pretty much spent the rest of the week nursing my wounds.
And then last night, I was surprised when I came home from work and Hiroki and Atsunobu's mom weren't home yet. It was after 5, and usually they get home before 5. I thought maybe they had gone to Hiroki's cousins'　house as they sometimes do when Atsunobu's mom has to watch the kids there. Then around 5:30, I got a phone call from one of Hiroki’s cousins, asking to speak to his grandmother. Okay, so they weren’t there. Of course, my next thought was, oh, they’ve been in a car accident and are lying somewhere. Interesting, isn’t it, how my mind automatically jumps to these conclusions. (it has jumped to that conclusion many times and so far has never been right). Then they phone rang again, and it was from Yukiko’s cell phone. She was still in the parking lot at the day care and wanted me to go there to help put Hiroki in his car seat. This was about an hour after she had originally gone to pick him up! Atsunobu’s sister drove me there, and then I tried to get Hiroki to sit in his car seat. I coaxed, cajoled, pleaded to avail-in the end it took the 2 of us to force him into his seat! We finally got home around 6:30. The rest of the evening was also pretty much a battle of wills as well. Not fun. Well, I’ll end this for now and I’ll try to do a better job of updating. Love to all.xoxo