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class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bridesmaid&lt;/span&gt; never a bride...Doesn't work for me! A wonderful happening November 13, 2010 displaced this theory. We were in North Carolina for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scottish&lt;/span&gt; wedding (kilts and all). The focus prior was kilts and how to get through wearing one (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Matthew&lt;/span&gt;). We flew our November 12, 2010 for an all day flight. Got there at 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; - hung out with friends till 12 then slept like a rock. Next day Matthew asks If i want to go get coffee for breakfast.. Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; i say yes... We stop down town New Bern, NC a (300 year old city) at a small breakfast shop (which before we grazed past the Pepsi museum because New Bern is the birthing place of Pepsi) in the downtown district. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the bakery&lt;/span&gt; to be at.. We sat outside soaking in the sun for Iowa did not elicit so many great features during the huge transition season, and talked about when Matthew lived in NC and the places he went too. We sat reminisced and just enjoyed being together. Then we ate a wonderful breakfast of berries and twigs (a wonderful yogurt-fruit- and granola with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;biscuit&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;biscuits&lt;/span&gt; and gravy (which were not as good as mine but nearly... After we ate we headed over to the water.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TOfYJTFzbqI/AAAAAAAACYM/_vZsZeqX1Go/s320/149272_10150308109035096_780410095_16146135_1323044_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541635520757722786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Neuse&lt;/span&gt; River was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enormous and reminded&lt;/span&gt; me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Okoboji&lt;/span&gt;, IA but a little bigger. There were seagulls yelling, sailboats meandering the water, and waves slopping against the shore. We strolled for a while enjoying the sun and breeze... Then we sat enjoying the wonders of water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TOfYI6qFO-I/AAAAAAAACX8/NNIz4g0GsKs/s320/76882_527196892149_110800715_30997333_6678065_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541635514198997986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I said " I love it here! The water is amazing!" Then after his words "I love being here with you...." A  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blurr&lt;/span&gt; of " I can't imagine living without you", "spending the rest of my like with you", "Will you marry me?" swiftly breezed by my ears while I saw a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;blurr&lt;/span&gt; of his body reaching his knee.. and flipping out that once so threatening ring box which came this time as a culmination of the love we have for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;.. After the shock wore off and my brain was able to catch up to the wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;blurr&lt;/span&gt; which had just swept around me.. I said YES! Of course how could I say no to a man whom I love so deeply and believe God has brought to me so we can thus serve the lord together.. Paul always said it is better to be single-- but for this girl God has a companion whom together will serve the lord and bring his kingdom to fruition. Blessed am I to have such a wonderful companion to serve the Lord with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TOfYJuw-C2I/AAAAAAAACYU/IVlMR_35Uxg/s320/149504_1691503257533_1536301745_31656875_5316420_n_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541635528186530658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-2107210003981140802?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/2107210003981140802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=2107210003981140802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2107210003981140802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2107210003981140802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-getting-married.html' title='I&apos;m getting married!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TOfYJAuw8gI/AAAAAAAACYE/ztCZY8kpT1Q/s72-c/mail_2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-1335779720348177474</id><published>2010-08-14T03:50:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T00:47:44.201+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TGqusfk2C8I/AAAAAAAACXo/kpmfeAmDaT8/s1600/DSC01772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TGqusfk2C8I/AAAAAAAACXo/kpmfeAmDaT8/s320/DSC01772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506405573827365826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/people/ByMoDesigns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;- A site that will exhibit my current loves, blings, and merch... Please wait for updates and opening!!! Just so you know!!! Soon By MO will be online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TGqurXY46DI/AAAAAAAACXY/eP7Xg4DofNY/s320/DSC01760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506405554449868850" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TGqur3SwAVI/AAAAAAAACXg/agvjSyQqZwI/s320/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506405563014054226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-1335779720348177474?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/1335779720348177474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=1335779720348177474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1335779720348177474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1335779720348177474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s Coming!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TGqusfk2C8I/AAAAAAAACXo/kpmfeAmDaT8/s72-c/DSC01772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-7230458587222725573</id><published>2010-08-01T08:54:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T09:34:15.087+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with a black and white cup!</title><content type='html'>A new change has become of Just Guz... A well added addition to my ever expanding blog sense. Just a Guz has begun as introspect to some outerspects... a random of randoms then lead to a biographical outlook on my Japanese Teaching experience and for now... I figure the tie of the previous shall remain as a thread to my existence but A new random outlook to things shall emerge...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just  A  Guz is 2 years older than before and with that comes new responsibilities and random outlooks... So thus begins a newer older outlook on life a aspect of being two years older...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to be a bit over and out I heard something that has to be said many times so the misunderstanding can be understood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNN covers the Clinton Wedding a spectacle- I mean- a celebration for Chelsea Clinton by quoting a famous family friend saying "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;despite the public spectacle of the wedding, "it's been a very personal experience for them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Really ??? Really??? thought it has been a public spectacle its very personal for them.... kind of a round about way of overgeneralizing that public spectacles are very personal for the Clinton's. For the disclaimer I am not saying that this is true it just leaves room for repetition thus a a funny statement to have been quoted... seriously read it again .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Next in Football.. the season is approaching reach in to your pocketbooks yall and get your self some tickets or a huge TV with HD cable.... Well with my last running of a vikings game last year so does my run for this years Vikings Miami game.. My latest report is that even with our last ridiculous Race for The Top (thank you Favre)... we still have a better record than Miami so I am fearless to say that as we easily beat our rivals GB we will sure beat our non rivals of the "other" side (afc-really?) so all I am saying is that this year I feel the vikings will find a new rival one that maybe can't be so EASILY beat then dominate........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Latest on food.. Just a Guz has watched food channel, bought a cookbook, made a recipe book and now ready for the challenge of baking, broiling, frying, blanching, and beefing up the repertoire of cooking that has such been squelched by the tedious daily grind. I feel that this year will be new and fresh ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;SO far Just A Guz has cooked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a shrimp red sauce Alfredo with angel hair pasta with bread sticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a home style mac and cheese with four different cheeses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;chicken enchiladas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;arroz con pollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;steak stir fry, chicken stir fry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Yakki Soba- baked chicken with pan fried rice (a Japanese dish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;peach cobbler (tried once -failed then again- duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;peach sauce with fresh peaches- great on ice cream- someone can attest to that... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;ice cream sandwiches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;twice baked potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Pork Chops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;cheese queso (cheese cheese- my name for it) for chip dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;all delish and it shows--- again add running to the list of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Well that is all I got for today.. Peace out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Remember.. change can be good unless it mean cutting off you two smaller toes (prison break) yikes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-7230458587222725573?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/7230458587222725573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=7230458587222725573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7230458587222725573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7230458587222725573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-in-black.html' title='Back with a black and white cup!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8881721236038766948</id><published>2010-06-30T06:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:32:01.518+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; "&gt; "Yet it is better to enter into life maimed but lovely in God’s sight than to appear lovely to man’s eyes but lame to God’s. At first, Jesus Christ through His Spirit has to restrain you from doing a great many things that may be perfectly right for everyone else but not right for you. Yet, see that you don’t use your restrictions to criticize someone else." -Oswald Chambers Utmost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;This daily devotional is very challenging and has always come to me with interesting, thought provoking ideas to deepen my life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I was struck by this statement... "Yet, see that you don't use your restrictions to criticize someone else." As we begin and sustain our journey with Christ we began with this idea of being "maimed"-or wounded/injured not injured by Christ but by the sacrificing of ourselves beating the flesh into submission (allowing ourselves to sort through the crap in our lives and sacrificially give/ let go of the foolish/ wrong behaviors and ideas and build our new mind full of Christ and what he actually has for us the "freedom" in Christ to strive to be like him (Ephesians 5:1-3)... Then as we are perfected and carved by God through our new life in Christ... We have personal restrictions (things/choices that to us would hinder or harm our relationship to God). And in these- some being very different from others- we are reminded to not hold these personal restrictions as a judgement to others.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;We are called to not judge others.. For God is the ultimate judge.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;With all of this I stand as a learner a grappler of this and many other ideas God has set in front of me... I find myself to be blamed for this as well as many others- this "self-designated" judge to other yet trying not to be a judge for that is not right.. ahhh this is good.. And with this I shall continue to let this sink in and focus on taking the blame and judgement out of my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Thank you Oswald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Remember: Thinking is something you practice- keep it up seriously there are enough people who do not think we do not need more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, geneva, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8881721236038766948?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8881721236038766948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8881721236038766948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8881721236038766948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8881721236038766948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-804745700942037150</id><published>2010-06-18T04:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T04:25:13.899+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates on the summer'/><title type='text'>There is a time for change a time for Vacation!</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOO! Is anyone out there? Have I done myself a backwards duty of shunning all potential bloggers or interested bloggers from my site. If so I am sorry but will bring you back up to date with this wonderful packed blog.... Just a Guz is back for the summer... It has been a while coming but here it is. I miss you all. I cherish your anger..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, Traveling traveling. Did you know that traveling can make you more tired? Well I can attest to that..... Since May every weekend has been filled with a girls trip to MN for shopping, a set of mom and me birthdays, Iowa City, and the End of School (thank the lord I was about ready to jam a number 2 pencil in my pinkie)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June- an interview for DSM Public- a Job- a contract- one week in Conn/ Mass, Fenway Park tour, Italian sausage (for those who detest hotdogs as much as I do- It was amazzzzing). seeing the east coast and meeting Matthew's brothers family (also a highlight of the summer- what wonderful people!!!!), A trip to MN valley fair (rainy cold sleepy) enough said, a Braves/ Twins game at Target Field (most fun ever), Braves winning, traveling all over creation with Matthew (wow what a learning experience in a wonderful way), Living in Rock Valley for almost 3 weeks- a test to my liking of Dutch people and their ways, and.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you see I have been jam packed. It was a wonderful time. I loved everything and the learning that has ensued. And it has only been 3 WEEKS! I have more summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later- Madeline's wedding (good friend from HS), home with the rents, moving out of IC to DSM, Vaca with the rents at Okoboji, golfing, sun bathing, you know how that goes... So much to look forward to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for interesting things sake... All my goals have been focused on getting outside, running as much as possible, watching movies, and reading... Reading  "Change of Heart" by Jodi Picoult. WOW- she is an intense writer who knows her stuff. Very graphic when need be but not too much. Makes you think "what would I do if i was in this situation?" This seems to be her forum a set of intense books that focuses on very very intense situations that have no one moral choice that you could choose so many different choices in most of her situations... Very judge and jury but I have grown to appreciate and get hooked on her books. As far as movies- Jackie and I watched My Sister's Keeper- Def liked the book better... though the movie def gave justice to the intensity of her book... Well young readers.. I suggest taking a chance.. opening your book and diving into what seems like an impossible task - relaxing.. I am trying it and beginning to enjoy it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember You have one summer, one season for blueberries, and many chances to enjoy the Vikings.... use them wisely....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEll you know who...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-804745700942037150?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/804745700942037150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=804745700942037150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/804745700942037150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/804745700942037150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-time-for-change-time-for.html' title='There is a time for change a time for Vacation!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-6746687932890013543</id><published>2010-02-27T10:12:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T11:41:57.965+09:00</updated><title type='text'>People were...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S4h2Owgp6wI/AAAAAAAACWY/PtlABPM9ipI/s1600-h/DSC03391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S4h2Owgp6wI/AAAAAAAACWY/PtlABPM9ipI/s320/DSC03391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442730145589357314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today in class there was a malfunction of procedure.. thus a census needed to be taken of the entire (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="background-;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Roman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ESL second grade world.... And we used the term "People were" to describe what some people (not to name name's) were and were not doing that made the class very dysfunctional and we re practiced and practiced how to be in a group... Thus I shall update you with life (more for a personal reflections) using this you may have to guess the who the what and the watch out...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-teaching in a new American school for 7 months now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-running an average 9 miles a day and 16-18 on Saturdays with the marathon close at hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-joining the worship team at church .. loving the practices just worshiping God..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-gaining a new student at school excited for the challenge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-learning that life doesn't stop or slow down you just get use to the pace (or you change it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dating a guy for real real.....and really liking him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-enjoying having a great roomie and coming home to life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-not being sick but feeling sick now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-working very hard to get better at my job and working out harder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-trying to bust out new cooking ideas and doing dec...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the things in the past few months that people are doing... and by people are you are left up to the duty of either being confused or getting the riddle... Life gets interesting you either turn on your brain or leave it off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember- When you do something.....do it well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Molly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-6746687932890013543?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/6746687932890013543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=6746687932890013543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6746687932890013543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6746687932890013543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-were.html' title='People were...'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S4h2Owgp6wI/AAAAAAAACWY/PtlABPM9ipI/s72-c/DSC03391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4539241782306964672</id><published>2010-01-21T01:02:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:46:30.497+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running  The Red Letter Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reform'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Because I couldn't Fabreeve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx9oOGJ_I/AAAAAAAACVw/M4EFVR6qXao/s1600-h/17040_520663974169_110800109_30775501_1001661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx9oOGJ_I/AAAAAAAACVw/M4EFVR6qXao/s320/17040_520663974169_110800109_30775501_1001661_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428862810656745458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently, I have needed to update this Just a Guz because though I am not in Japan anymore (which I came to that realization recently--- maybe a few weeks ago), I still enjoy this contraption taking up my life for a few moments and releasing any &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;frustrations&lt;/span&gt; thoughts I have due to many changes in life.  Thus, I venture into a realm of re-converging with my thoughts and spewing them on this fresh page....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To begin this recollection I shall start with the present circumstance that of an ICE day... Yes to be clear this is not a snow day for there is snow already on the ground but ice falling from the sky. TO this I took my ice skates our to the streets to pick up the garbage and found about .5 inches of ice on my car. slick.... Thank you to those who created track-less flats the kind that can double one for fashion and two for fashionable ice skates.. I have to say I have been very good on my first run for the morning. But the next venture to the gym is well another topic for the next day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next.... The Red Letter Run... will be held April 17. I am very excited to see this time come... Till then I shall ask for continued prayer and support of local locations where women and children who are effected by domestic abuse can go get help. As far as my training is... about 6-8 miles daily with a 12 on the weekends. This shall change quiet rapidly now... But for now I do have a gym which to their liking I use quite frequently getting some mileage from their tredmills as well as this running up a hill machine... TO that I say your welcome.. Though there are many hours spent there.. God is glorified and people are remembered and prayed for.. so Glory be to God... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx-rrOICI/AAAAAAAACWI/Icv5Aracv6E/s1600-h/DSC03340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx-rrOICI/AAAAAAAACWI/Icv5Aracv6E/s320/DSC03340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428862828764078114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as the Vikings go--- we are going all the way... We have now made it to the last week of battle... Vikings and Saints Sunday!!! This is the way I imagined them winning two years ago.. Last weeks well deserved upset against the Cowboys was a domination non the less.. Did Romo come to play or what?? or was it just the Cowgirls ability? Thats no longer needing any definition. Vikings started a tad shaky but after their amazing TD by Favre and Rice.... The energy and ability of the Team EXPLODED.. Thus pure domination.. I look forward to watching the Vikings playing in the Super Bowl this year... Way to Go BRAD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cyyDLVGfI/AAAAAAAACWQ/hBIk8HOyGLw/s1600-h/mr_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cyyDLVGfI/AAAAAAAACWQ/hBIk8HOyGLw/s320/mr_t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428863711246096882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4310FF;"&gt;(Disclaimer: the next paragraph is my opinion not the complete facts about RTTT, SIG, or SINA due to the lack of information given to me. To raise awareness not to speak for or against.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In recent news the Dept of Education is changing things around... From NCLB to RTTT- nice.... Its like the Dept of ED wanted us to sound way more ridiculous going from NCLB to RTTTTttttttttt... could we have a few more Ts, MR. T??  I pitty that foo... who thought of that... Anywho I am very glad to see reform and change. This means they are thinking about Education which is important.. Now do I agree??? to early to tell but I think making changes is a must.. we shall see what changes come about... Sounds like more money&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; coming into the top 10! (whatever that means- we shall see).. As far as SIG- school improvement grant... YIKES.... It is just what it sounds like... lets finish those SIGS and throw em on the street and smoosh it with our feet.. Funny how improvement comes with so much damage.. Again it is not about being right or wrong but turning around education to help us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;teach to a test&lt;/span&gt; teach to students.... right??? Iowa agrees we need changes--- turning over schools before SINA, School in Need of Assistance, can reach them and squashing them and seeing what we can build up... I am interested how this change goes through... It can be helpful but so painful for communities... Change is needed to education... lets just not squash the rural hopes and dreams of a community who is seeking a future for their families. (If you want more information please link to....I&lt;a href="http://intersect.iowa.gov/admin/ckfinder/userfiles/files/Intersect%20SINA.pdf"&gt;owa dept of ED notes about SINA&lt;/a&gt;, or the &lt;a href="http://www.iowa.gov/educate/"&gt;Iowa Department website&lt;/a&gt; to see more about RTTT, and SIG). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx9wRHz7I/AAAAAAAACV4/nxMh4WdP97A/s1600-h/DSC03391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx9wRHz7I/AAAAAAAACV4/nxMh4WdP97A/s320/DSC03391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428862812816920498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, Had a dinner party a weekend ago... Served angel hair pasta with a fresh shrimp and tomato cream sauce.. on my new Fiesta ware dishes... Nothing else is needed... thank you... and yummmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: If you stink at giving a high five- try looking at the elbows.. it works..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4539241782306964672?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4539241782306964672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4539241782306964672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4539241782306964672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4539241782306964672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2010/01/because-i-couldnt-fabreeve.html' title='Because I couldn&apos;t Fabreeve'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/S1cx9oOGJ_I/AAAAAAAACVw/M4EFVR6qXao/s72-c/17040_520663974169_110800109_30775501_1001661_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8615496265485540212</id><published>2009-12-01T12:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:54:19.033+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vikings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super bowl'/><title type='text'>DA GAME... against DA bears (those jokers)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOa61cTyI/AAAAAAAACVk/2ua8lmC_b9o/s1600/DSC03376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOa61cTyI/AAAAAAAACVk/2ua8lmC_b9o/s320/DSC03376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410105645499961122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Thanksgiving was a wonderful time of reflection to give thanks for everything God has done.. like giving us the VIKINGS. I had the privilege of viewing a NFL game for the first time in the best place to see one in the MN DOME! It was an experience of a life time. Seeing Adrian Peterson, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Favre&lt;/span&gt;, and Allen dominate and play was something I will never forget...  Got there early at 1:15 to enjoy the DOME before all the people got there... Walked just breathing thinking in a few hours I will see those who I can only cheer from my TV.... How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SWEEET&lt;/span&gt;! I would have liked to see the VIKINGS earlier dominate GB like I knew they would but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Bears were no challenge for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Favre&lt;/span&gt; (who I have to say is great to see in person- wow that man can throw the ball) also Peterson- ( who was said to have been sick and a twisted leg), and Jared Allen- (who is a IOWA native) play a game! It was beyond words. So pictures will have to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOaj9QiKI/AAAAAAAACVc/Q1ZCM2tIU70/s1600/DSC03353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOaj9QiKI/AAAAAAAACVc/Q1ZCM2tIU70/s320/DSC03353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410105639358728354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma and her ridiculous DOME DOG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOaP2Y8ZI/AAAAAAAACVU/ltihDmrmKIA/s1600/DSC03354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOaP2Y8ZI/AAAAAAAACVU/ltihDmrmKIA/s320/DSC03354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410105633961210258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My main man (28 Adrian Peterson) warming up. I saw him up close he is huge in person. I thought he was quick because he was smaller... NO WAY he was all muscle and HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOZsHkDjI/AAAAAAAACVM/K99Dna3iVUY/s1600/DSC03343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOZsHkDjI/AAAAAAAACVM/K99Dna3iVUY/s320/DSC03343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410105624369565234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad and I- pregame pics sporting 69- Jared Allen and 28- Peterson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOZVkthKI/AAAAAAAACVE/P_uQmOTrHss/s1600/DSC03345.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOZVkthKI/AAAAAAAACVE/P_uQmOTrHss/s1600/DSC03345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOZVkthKI/AAAAAAAACVE/P_uQmOTrHss/s320/DSC03345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410105618317804706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Word- I am here and this is proof! DONE at the DOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well to wrap this up- WOW. The best Thanksgiving ever! Thanks God for bringing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VIKINGs&lt;/span&gt; together ( I'll def do this again and again)..... I love NFL games- I LOVE THE VIKINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: When the vikings were not good two years ago and I said give it two years--- NOW look at em- Dominating and looking towards the Super Bowl... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8615496265485540212?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8615496265485540212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8615496265485540212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8615496265485540212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8615496265485540212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/12/da-game-against-da-bears-those-jokers.html' title='DA GAME... against DA bears (those jokers)'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SxSOa61cTyI/AAAAAAAACVk/2ua8lmC_b9o/s72-c/DSC03376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-1080651697354382576</id><published>2009-11-02T11:48:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:06:13.766+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates on Gods grace and love'/><title type='text'>Taking it to the Streets for Missions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Su5TZ8a5UFI/AAAAAAAACU8/s9XDVxLd4Ns/s1600-h/R0012390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Su5TZ8a5UFI/AAAAAAAACU8/s9XDVxLd4Ns/s320/R0012390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399344708444573778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While listening to "Wake Me" a new CD I got from my sis, I began to ponder what is happening so far in my life... Then I was awakened to the call that it's not about me but others. Thus I want to share somethings that have been happening around here......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we are doing an outreach at my new church in Coralville- Life Church.  The outreach is called the Love wins campaign. We are going to our community to reach/love people by helping them around as we can raking leaves, cleaning, or almost anything water heaters we do it all. Then on Nov. 21 we are going to give out 250 free turkey dinners to those families in need. I am so excited about being apart of this and just talking to people. It is wonderful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I have been begun my training for a marathon run in April (16-17) to support and raise awareness for THE BRIDGE in Orange City. I ran in Japan last year but this year will drive the trek to NW IOWA to run- pray-for women and children who are affected by domestic violence all over IOWA. Running is and will be ..... It will increase and due to that I ask for prayer for the BRIDGE for sure... also a safe training for the marathon. Lord Bless those who are hurting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last, I got this book called "Revolution in World Missions" by K.P. Yohannan. What a wonderful book. Its a journey of a missionary in India who started an organization called Gospel for Asia. He challenges people around the world to give and be missional. It has challenged me to be missional in my thinking and seek God. Here are a few quotes that have impacted my walk with God....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This is what is important- each one of us is responsible for how we obey what he has said and follow him alone." p. 63- discussing financial freedom as well as using our gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am not in any trouble (he heard God say to him), that I need someone to beg for ME or help ME out. I made no promises that I will not Keep. It is not the largeness of the work that matters, but only doing what I command. All I ask of you is that you be a servant. For all who join you with you in the work, it will be a privilege- a light burden for them." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The words echoed in my mind. This is HIS work.. Why am I making it mine? The burden is light. Why am I making it heavy? The work is a privilege. Why am I making it a chore? " p72.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just serve where God has you. You are not alone (all the BODY of christ need all the parts) also living in what he commands of YOU not what he commands for the world. Also this is a privilege for us to carry this LIGHT burden why do we make it so hard.REST in his guidance and wisdom.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just want to bless those who read. When you are bogged down look away from you-serve. Be missional. Let God's Blessings flow through you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember- We are to go into the world. It won't be easy. He said he wouldn't give us anything we can't handle. So in faith step out- plow through- serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-1080651697354382576?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/1080651697354382576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=1080651697354382576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1080651697354382576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1080651697354382576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/11/taking-it-to-streets-for-missions.html' title='Taking it to the Streets for Missions.'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Su5TZ8a5UFI/AAAAAAAACU8/s9XDVxLd4Ns/s72-c/R0012390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3812288108499585882</id><published>2009-10-07T11:35:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:53:47.464+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ehh not sure'/><title type='text'>NO importa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SswCrD7nRHI/AAAAAAAACU0/DR2wGKZnf6o/s1600-h/DSC03276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SswCrD7nRHI/AAAAAAAACU0/DR2wGKZnf6o/s320/DSC03276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389685792868615282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esta es un oportunidad para mi explicar este semestre. Sugoi desuyo. Watshi no spango wo subarashi desu ka? Yoboseyo!!! (hello in korean). Well not to go and confuse you much more with my lack of ability in two- almost three languages. The confusing part is still English- I still speak different. Had a student tell me that I speak way slower than another one of my teachers... How do I take that? Well that she hopefully still understands me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates- school- its school, lots of hours, lots of learning.. I wake- run-school-eat-school-run-sleep- the cycle rarely changes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red Letter Run- planning to run a marathon length at least this April 16th or 17th. It's to raise awareness for women and children who are affected by domestic violence. I am running in NW Iowa to support The Bridge but will also be running and praying for those in my area. So I have started the training schedule which is not as rigorous now as far as miles but will be... I have started splitting up extra miles two a days- kinda nice for longer days... So I would say I teach and run....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also started attending a wonderful church called Life church that meets now in Coralville but is moving to North Liberty. It is a wonderful church plant in the area and I look forward to supporting their ministry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that not much is new- other than my missing Japan, and looking ahead to a Vikings Chicago Bears game Nov 29th!!! Also a few breaks between then Oct 30 - sis weekend and more running. heheh Not much here I need to start reading some news- keeping my focus on writing about more normal topics such as the numerous tax breaks that are on TV letting people off of around 93,000 dollars....... So we all can pay it off for them.. or the wonderful addition of Favre to the MN team- who DOMINATED the Packers yesterday--- YEAH! Great game I watched over Skype with the rents (I do not have a TV that works or cable- Skype is great!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: If you ever thing you do not have ideas on how to administer games- you should ask 2nd grade girls they have answers for everything from how should we read poems to how we all can take part in one persons jobs... funny girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3812288108499585882?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3812288108499585882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3812288108499585882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3812288108499585882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3812288108499585882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-importa.html' title='NO importa'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SswCrD7nRHI/AAAAAAAACU0/DR2wGKZnf6o/s72-c/DSC03276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3803728296749111338</id><published>2009-09-16T11:37:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:00:59.392+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generative'/><title type='text'>Nothing like being a mom to make you scrub floors...</title><content type='html'>Simple truths:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Being a mother is a lot of work. Lately I have had the privilege of picking up and dropping off a wonderful preschooler due to sickness in the family (mom and brother). She is a perky little girl who likes purple and bring goofy (right up my alley). I have enjoyed this time to take care of children but am taught a lesson in being a mom (well one that can drop off the kids after school). The talking all the time (which i love no doubt i was a kid like that), the need to pee all the time or check to see, and just being a servant to another- it is a great practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you have wash cloth/ rag? Do you have hands and knees? - Why use the not so simple "simple" floor mops (no matter the size of you floors).  Seriously- if you get down there- you see the dirt coming off you can scrub away the gross germs and grim. Its so rewarding. (also could be a side affect of being a pretend mom this week but it felt good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you living generously? Being generative?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was asked that on Sunday and have been seeking ways to be generative- the act of- (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt; it's more than money!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: that if you need some diamond earrings I know a little girl who would love to give them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; mom-because they would love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Molly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3803728296749111338?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3803728296749111338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3803728296749111338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3803728296749111338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3803728296749111338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-like-being-mom-to-make-you.html' title='Nothing like being a mom to make you scrub floors...'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-6478394895564466419</id><published>2009-08-30T23:02:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:29:06.775+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that are happening- not sure what to happen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLHyrOoJI/AAAAAAAACT4/XzYUcpO_qig/s1600-h/DSC03254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLHyrOoJI/AAAAAAAACT4/XzYUcpO_qig/s320/DSC03254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375762071198539922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things are moving along as planned- FAST AND FURRRRIOUS- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(disclaimer- i have no rights to saying this I do not have rights to use the title of a movie or any part of it so i thought spelling it wrong might help me not get in trouble).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This will hopefully be the last updated version of Just A Guz- OF JAPAN. I am thus removing the Japan part and will not be forgetting but just helping the transition. Well since I have been back I have converged with some great friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqJTNy6I4I/AAAAAAAACTQ/qoMpnpMfpAA/s320/IMG_2019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375760068433814402" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqJT-Yw1VI/AAAAAAAACTY/eIAi38FIWho/s320/P1080039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375760081477490002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;started teaching- Aug 13th (wow can't stop gotta keep going- move move move)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;moved to a new home... new car... and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This weekend celebrate my parents 29th wedding anniversary. (who would want to spend it in Washington- ??? well it is fun). We have just enjoyed sleeping in (thankfully), walking around the sweet little town, watching scary movies (or The Knowing- still not sure what I think of it) and eating. I have been so excited to try out cooking with an oven. You are thinking "man Molly doesn't know how to cook???" That is ridiculous quite that thought right now- I have always enjoyed cooking but in Japan I only did stove top cooking because I was lacking an oven. SOOOOO, this weekend I have been cooking up a small storm with some great results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqJU3xwxOI/AAAAAAAACTo/aAhYMiKC1wY/s320/DSC03255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375760096883164386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First for dinner I made marinated pork chops, with twice baked potates, fruit salad, and green salad (with all the fixings).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLIa9MVSI/AAAAAAAACUA/4zN5gjLlUz4/s1600-h/DSC03256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLIa9MVSI/AAAAAAAACUA/4zN5gjLlUz4/s320/DSC03256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375762082011305250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLYnoCM0I/AAAAAAAACUY/bDMC1U8W554/s1600-h/DSC03258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLYnoCM0I/AAAAAAAACUY/bDMC1U8W554/s320/DSC03258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375762360290128706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obviously the outcome was quite delightful! Happy Campers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLJmv43QI/AAAAAAAACUQ/p0HEBWmLV1w/s1600-h/DSC03260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLJmv43QI/AAAAAAAACUQ/p0HEBWmLV1w/s320/DSC03260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375762102356598018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for dessert- coffee cheesecake. It was my first so a little darker around the corners but it was not dry, and the crust was a crust (hand made) and didn't flack and break when we cut it. So I would say it was a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqJVahP5II/AAAAAAAACTw/wyQpOJdxumQ/s320/DSC03261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375760106209141890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now breakfast- Banana-chip muffins, eggs/ham, and fruit salad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OISHI- delicioso, YUMMY! YEAH! I hope this is the beginning of a wonderful relationship between me and my 1940's burnt yellow Westinghouse oven! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: no one can take away the wonderful praise to God when you serve others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-6478394895564466419?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/6478394895564466419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=6478394895564466419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6478394895564466419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6478394895564466419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-that-are-happening-not-sure-what.html' title='Things that are happening- not sure what to happen!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpqLHyrOoJI/AAAAAAAACT4/XzYUcpO_qig/s72-c/DSC03254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8438961677706575364</id><published>2009-08-22T23:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:02:37.213+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpAHpCEl9jI/AAAAAAAACTI/3mqLtYMU7O4/s1600-h/DSC03234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpAHpCEl9jI/AAAAAAAACTI/3mqLtYMU7O4/s320/DSC03234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372802756965168690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my new pad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Welcome back right??? Ohiyou is what I want to say but a Buenos Dias or Good Morning would be better understood right??? I think this is what they call reverse culture shock??? (the overwhelming question marks and confusion). I have finally settled into what this year has for me, teaching at Columbus Junction (which I will start with my first groups on Monday- finally!), living in Washington (finally getting use to that too), and well enjoying bills. I feel like I have finally settled down from the constant change but now is when my confusion begins. Since leaving Japan life has changes so drastically I have not thought about not being in Japan. Now I guess I get to do that. I have been missing my friends, family, and school kids at the schools I taught at. The new life and change is not so fun even with speaking ENGLISH all the time. I actually miss hearing and trying to speak JAPANESE. The daily challenge of what to say and how to say it so others understand is not there. I can do most things- and my only limitations are my age/experience and height (which is not so unusual- well I did have to get a stool for my apt)... any who this is more of a reflection of what I still do not understand but keep plugging away till change is needed. But on a lighter note here are some great things I have experienced this week::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. The American valley girl students who come with their Hanna Montana Shirts and pink nails and - man I did not miss that- these stereotypical girls are getting so young now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. I was getting out of my car and understood a local neighbor talking about alcohol and using vulgar language (where in Japan I would not understand it at all- I MISS THAT).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. I watched another 3 Korean films- Can't get away from them when you start they are ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Found some great Japanese ring tones for my phone- a great reminder and scares people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Learned how to be careful enough not to attract bugs into your house and to keep them from returning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. The great feeling you get when you actually get a pay check when you didn't expect one till Sept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. The joys of buying fruit in BULK and eating lots of it and not feeling bad!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. Deer meat is not all that bad (Deer tacos, deer salad, deer nachos- it can be done).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. Ice cream unites the masses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. Enjoying a small community that opens their community meetings with prayer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11. Renewed by the sense of home that come with Gods presence in any place you are at that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was my week 8/16/09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8438961677706575364?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8438961677706575364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8438961677706575364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8438961677706575364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8438961677706575364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back-right.html' title='I&apos;m back right?'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SpAHpCEl9jI/AAAAAAAACTI/3mqLtYMU7O4/s72-c/DSC03234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4212196334595111019</id><published>2009-08-05T02:39:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T03:04:59.243+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new updates'/><title type='text'>Sage- is that Japanese?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SnhzHSSvEaI/AAAAAAAACQI/Kyxy5iUh4kc/s1600-h/P1080040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SnhzHSSvEaI/AAAAAAAACQI/Kyxy5iUh4kc/s320/P1080040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366165525018644898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being back in the states has helped many people.... My family likes that I am home, my friends like that I am home, I have a great job, apt, and car to come... but one group which I thought would benefit from me being home has not.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Vikings this new year have been struggling with Identity issues. They are starting a new year with Adrian Peterson  but who to back him up? This is the identity issue..... First they thought well lets take on another QB- possibly Favre??? from an opposing team who got ride of him when he was no longer useful-- (hence why would anyone else want him??) Well thankfully that horrible possibility has blown over... now Tarvaris Jackson is out for injuries and won't return till.... well we are not sure.. who is here to save us- is is SAGE??? to this I ask- is he Japanese?? there is a SUGE, SAKE, SAKI, SUGI in Japanese and  (thus I shall call him SA-GE)? We shall see what is up for him and the future of the Vikings.... Please let this ISU grad become an addition to this team... we shall seeee......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news Sunday night is the opener for the Football season... and I shall be watching in Washington Iowa at my new apt. I have an apt., a job, and a car here very soon, God has been so good to me as he promised he would. All is in his hands. For me to know everything is not necessary but difficult but God is good! So if you are ever in the Area of Iowa City- SE Iowa- drop me a call and I shall show you the wonders of Washington..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: You many live near many people who wear cowboy hats but take comfort that well I am not sure- to many cowboy hats can be bad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4212196334595111019?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4212196334595111019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4212196334595111019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4212196334595111019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4212196334595111019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/08/sage-is-that-japanese.html' title='Sage- is that Japanese?'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SnhzHSSvEaI/AAAAAAAACQI/Kyxy5iUh4kc/s72-c/P1080040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-7686341967743354556</id><published>2009-07-26T12:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:26:39.948+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>Just an update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SmvMwrikOeI/AAAAAAAACQA/NhXkVvsTtaQ/s1600-h/DSC02507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SmvMwrikOeI/AAAAAAAACQA/NhXkVvsTtaQ/s320/DSC02507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362604918008199650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just a Guz is going through some changes- soon - as in a time not determined by the clock but by the emotional and physical regeneration and recollection of America- the Just a Guz of JAPAN will be turned into the next phase of the journey.... to this I shall not know or understand till that time comes for when does the wind blow? when its windy.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who as far as updates I am falling back into the life of in America- not sure yet if I am American... I have finally slept through the night on my own, secured a residence in Washington Iowa (to that I might add-- a yeah and excitement yet... not going to host many parties for the space is very efficient-enough for one teacher trying to start living in America). I am in transit to find a car- I have a brand new Ford Focus in my rent's garage- being tested this weekend but am heading more towards a Toyota Yaris... this shall remain a thorn in my flesh...but I do have a cell phone which is a step forward, and have enjoyed the sights and sizes at local malls.. To this I add- since the change above is inevitable so is my style of blogging- it shall change back to the older version of conversation and discourse about things in life (and less like a daily check up due to the dullness that will set in as far as not living in another country.) That is all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Do not fear change embrace the chance that this may happen again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Molly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-7686341967743354556?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/7686341967743354556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=7686341967743354556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7686341967743354556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7686341967743354556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-update.html' title='Just an update!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SmvMwrikOeI/AAAAAAAACQA/NhXkVvsTtaQ/s72-c/DSC02507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-1873900719641805570</id><published>2009-07-18T05:13:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T05:22:44.193+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last updates from Japan'/><title type='text'>Fasto UPdate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SmDdZP3eUcI/AAAAAAAACP4/9hxyaf3TydM/s1600-h/DSC03143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SmDdZP3eUcI/AAAAAAAACP4/9hxyaf3TydM/s320/DSC03143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359526982396563906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is 500 am I leave at 750 am from my apt. I have only had 4 hours of sleep as of now. (This can be a good thing.) On my last official bike home I was soaked- reminding me of one great reason I will be glad to ride in a car. Had my last confusing Japanese moment- a time when I couldn't understand- and they were just repeating the same thing- not changing into easier Japanese for the sake of our dumbfounded faces... But overall I will miss this Japan home I have. I have friends. I have created a home. I have created connections.. Which means I will come back sometime. Kinda like Bahia in South Pacific..." It calls to me". (please enter Kofu will call you, come to me come to me here am I your special Island. come to me come to me).... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: What is a fanny pack worn on your back called "a back pack"??? I think not. That has baffled me for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-1873900719641805570?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/1873900719641805570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=1873900719641805570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1873900719641805570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1873900719641805570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/fasto-update.html' title='Fasto UPdate!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SmDdZP3eUcI/AAAAAAAACP4/9hxyaf3TydM/s72-c/DSC03143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-6678830067072505034</id><published>2009-07-16T21:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:28:21.301+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals not the test kind'/><title type='text'>Almost home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sl8c3HyjoeI/AAAAAAAACPw/DCJdAZ1BXYI/s1600-h/DSC03196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sl8c3HyjoeI/AAAAAAAACPw/DCJdAZ1BXYI/s320/DSC03196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359033814903661026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now the count begins for I have only 1 day and 1 travel day left... 1 day in Japan  and then sat at 750 I leave the apt..... Sadness- yes, Happiness- yea, Less heat when I get into the car on sat- YEAH- and I am ready to step onto English speaking soil- no matter the consequences.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: 90 degrees may be hot in AC but it is even hotter when you don't have it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-6678830067072505034?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/6678830067072505034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=6678830067072505034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6678830067072505034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6678830067072505034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-home.html' title='Almost home!!!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sl8c3HyjoeI/AAAAAAAACPw/DCJdAZ1BXYI/s72-c/DSC03196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5400926909691156054</id><published>2009-07-11T23:45:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:35:38.661+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climbing fuji'/><title type='text'>We Killed it!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim8eJ8_aI/AAAAAAAACOo/k_tuXvuCFnE/s320/DSC03166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215314574376354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We killed it! That was the phrase that our new friends from Australia used while we climbed this beast called Mnt. Fuji! Just in case you were wondering- It was accomplished. Challenge was challenged and dominated. A short recap.... We climbed starting on July 10, at 930pm and reached the top at 430 (around 6 hours due to so many climbers), then descended in about 3 hours. This was my first all nighter (doing anything). I am one who loves and needs sleep so one of the hardest parts was just being tired. But As seen above- That is our TEAM SUMMIT. Joe, ME, Nikki and Beck! We rocked the mountain (hehe). We had met Beck and Nikki while at the train station and with their experience in climbing- we grouped up and had a blast chatting and just bonding while climbing. It was wonderful- those girls were such a blessing. God new we needed some help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim9GDn5yI/AAAAAAAACPA/yh1r6SNxtmw/s1600-h/DSC03164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim9GDn5yI/AAAAAAAACPA/yh1r6SNxtmw/s320/DSC03164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215325285246754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was a shot we got at the 5th station (we started at the 5th station). Fuji has 10 station and you can climb all of them but the first 5 are in the forresty part of FUji and 5-10 are the harder more mountain (volcanic) climbing areas. Most people climb the 5th to the top. We had almost not been able to climb due to weather and the leftover snow on Fuji- but God prepared a wonderful day for us. There was NO rain, and it was warmer than usual! (it was the perfect day!). So after we took some pics on the mountain before leaving and getting all our gear on we left with our team and started the ascent at 930. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim8jA7gLI/AAAAAAAACOw/do0uGvZpSvQ/s1600-h/DSC03167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim8jA7gLI/AAAAAAAACOw/do0uGvZpSvQ/s320/DSC03167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215315878707378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After about two hours we made it to the 7th station. The first few stations were pretty close together and were pretty easy to climb. In fact it was more of a walk in the park compared to what we had coming. By this time, I was realizing that mountain climbing is intense! There are so many factors to think about- safety, gear, physical readiness. This would be a challenge that I was so excited to take. As far as gear- I was loaded as you see- I had my head light, Fuji climbing stick (which had a bell but I ripped it off after going crazy hearing it for 2 or 3 hours).We reached the 7th by around 12am. (thus we had beat the "usual"time it takes to each station). Without so many people it was easy to keep moving even with the break we were taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlingrIti2I/AAAAAAAACPY/IjyCklgKeXc/s1600-h/DSC03171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlingrIti2I/AAAAAAAACPY/IjyCklgKeXc/s320/DSC03171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215936534121314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next was the 8.5 station. We had been climbing for about 4 hours, it was 130 am, and we thought this was the 9th station. We were tricked. But we knew we only had about 1 hour and 30 mins left so we were excited! (and a shmidge tired). I had a head ache the whole way up and down and felt the altitude but these things were just part of the difficulty of climbing a mountain. This station you could buy stamps- which you could use at the post office at the top! Yeah there is a post office at the top of fuji! WOW- imagine living and sleeping up on fuji for a while- just working at the post office. Crazy! But we stopped here a little longer gaining strength and a few layers of clothes. by this time the altitude was very high and it was dropping in temp pretty fast. We saw lots of snow while climbing this far but here is where it felt cooler than any temperatures we had this winter in Kofu.  It was nice that it was so warm the day before and when we returned. Then we started up to the last stations. Station 9 was only a sign so 8.5 was the last station with food or drink till the top. Also, along the way there are little houses where you could bunk for a while . People would climb us earlier that night sleep and then finish the climb to reach the top by sunrise. Since this was true- at about this time many people were finishing their climbs thus it was very busy. We would have reached the top earlier but the lines of people as seen below kept us at a slow pace- which was actually nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim8_cwGXI/AAAAAAAACO4/qqUPBjq-_Us/s1600-h/R0012375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim8_cwGXI/AAAAAAAACO4/qqUPBjq-_Us/s320/R0012375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215323511593330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were so many people climbing from about 330 on. It was so international- it felt weird. After meeting our Ausie friends we thought maybe it would just be a few of us Foreigners- but there were SO many! It was my taste of America before returning.. Crazy..But in this picture above this zigzag style was how we climbed up the mountain- you couldn't just go straight- and by this picture we were definitely on all fours hoisting ourselves over lots of rocky areas. It was very cool! We had many climbing terrains- from a wooded path, to loose volcanic steep hills, to rock climbing terrains. It was sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlingcCgubI/AAAAAAAACPQ/10mtDN4TsZA/s1600-h/DSC03180.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlingcCgubI/AAAAAAAACPQ/10mtDN4TsZA/s320/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215932481583538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Team Summit made it to the top for the sunrise! By this time it was 6 of our 9 hours climbing and it was a wonderful break!!! The view was beautiful- what a view of God's handy work! It was amazing- words and pictures do not do justice to what I saw as I climbed and reached the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim9Vg8VbI/AAAAAAAACPI/wSlZ6tW_S8Y/s1600-h/R0012385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim9Vg8VbI/AAAAAAAACPI/wSlZ6tW_S8Y/s320/R0012385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215329434752434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim9Vg8VbI/AAAAAAAACPI/wSlZ6tW_S8Y/s1600-h/R0012385.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have seen a lot of amazing things in Japan.. I have seen my first real surfer, my first real Japanese culture, my first year living alone, and my first volcano. This is the crater in the middle of FUJI! We were surrounded by volcanic rock and were able to see into a inactive volcano. WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sling1SPxlI/AAAAAAAACPg/hMoBYuCtdo0/s1600-h/R0012397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sling1SPxlI/AAAAAAAACPg/hMoBYuCtdo0/s320/R0012397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215939258467922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sling1SPxlI/AAAAAAAACPg/hMoBYuCtdo0/s1600-h/R0012397.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then the decent- what a trip. We started on the Yamanashi side of the mountain (the mountain is half in one prefecture and half in the Shizouka prefecture) and ended on the wrong side (about 45 mins by taxi from where we needed to be). That was not even the most exciting part- it took us about 3 hours to get off the mountain and about 2.5 of the hours were spend walking down in this thick volcanic loose rock- on gradients that were steep enough to basically ski down the side. It was fun yet very hard on the joins and feet. WOW we just wanted to be off the mountain! hehehe! But besides that we had a blast! We were challenged by the climb, and being tired- yet I finished my first Mountain climb- relying on God to be my shelter and protector. Also I was able to see a different view of the wonderful creation God has made! What a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: there are so many fun people to meet- just try and God will bless you so much! (God new we needed to meet the Ausie girls what a blessing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5400926909691156054?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5400926909691156054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5400926909691156054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5400926909691156054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5400926909691156054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-killed-it.html' title='We Killed it!!!!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Slim8eJ8_aI/AAAAAAAACOo/k_tuXvuCFnE/s72-c/DSC03166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3890982550331859900</id><published>2009-07-10T10:12:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:21:43.684+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuji updates'/><title type='text'>Before Fuji....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlaXHzKHXbI/AAAAAAAACOg/5hh-ua-6kT8/s1600-h/DSC03109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlaXHzKHXbI/AAAAAAAACOg/5hh-ua-6kT8/s320/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634967051296178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My thoughts before Fuji....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first big climb= 3776 meters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain= inevitable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gain= daring to experience life and challenges (seeing the splendor of our king)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travel partners= (pulling ) Joe up the mountain, and Rexi (a dog given to me by a three year old in the states). basically two pets- hehehe just kidd'n.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal= to make it up to see the sunrise (about 6 hours of hiking up the mountain), then (three hours down) and nursing my wounded body....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Influence= Bob the Builder (Thanks dev dev) "Can we fiss (fix) it? Yes, we can!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Though I may not like roller coasters, and jumping off tall things makes me sick, hiking up a mountain contains the same dangers there just is less of that free fall feeling (thank goodness)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3890982550331859900?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3890982550331859900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3890982550331859900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3890982550331859900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3890982550331859900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-fuji.html' title='Before Fuji....'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlaXHzKHXbI/AAAAAAAACOg/5hh-ua-6kT8/s72-c/DSC03109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4856922677656068486</id><published>2009-07-09T15:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:48:51.276+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coattail and things like top hats'/><title type='text'>Coattails.......  various ways... good words.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlWSl7MZc1I/AAAAAAAACOY/QN3Aq1EyDsE/s1600-h/coattails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlWSl7MZc1I/AAAAAAAACOY/QN3Aq1EyDsE/s320/coattails.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356348512069579602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the shortest blog I have written yet...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the response I have received from students today writing a final email-type writing to me.. Observe how they used their dictionaries.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I learned it (English) on the coattails of you in various ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-English is very hard but I have understood well by your favor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I came to like English on the coattails of you. (must have shared the coattail information).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I was not like English last year but I like English now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- great!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, a comment on what your future dreams are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I want to be a father but I can't play Judo or Kendo.....(my favorite).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: learn Judo and Kendo if you want to be a father- I hear it is a qualification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4856922677656068486?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4856922677656068486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4856922677656068486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4856922677656068486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4856922677656068486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/coattails-various-ways-good-words.html' title='Coattails.......  various ways... good words.....'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SlWSl7MZc1I/AAAAAAAACOY/QN3Aq1EyDsE/s72-c/coattails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-7397927327915752781</id><published>2009-07-06T16:35:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:49:42.131+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals not the test kind'/><title type='text'>Finals... not the test kind.</title><content type='html'>Well I am confronted with the most lasts ever! I have had three lasts- so far- goodbye to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jonan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gakko&lt;/span&gt; students, church family, and most of my host family. These have been very bi-emotional- (i made that up) sad and wonderful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jonan&lt;/span&gt;. The students and teachers (thought I told them every month till I left), thought I was not leaving. I told them the day before I left just so they could do whatever formality they needed to as far as a ceremony of sorts, or something-( not because I wanted it but because it is always done here in Japan.) So I gave a short speech- as prior blogs attest to, and stood outside after school giving my final goodbyes to around 600-700 students. There were many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;arigato&lt;/span&gt;-s and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doitashimashita&lt;/span&gt;-s, many high fives- a few hundred hugs, and shy kids just looking saying goodbye with their shy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; (which I have come to appreciate). There were also a few sad goodbyes from students who have enjoyed random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;convos&lt;/span&gt; with me- or running with me while we did the race, and a few confessions of I love... ENGLISH (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gottcha&lt;/span&gt;) and I will study very hard.... I want to come to America! I will miss them so and already do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, church. It was music night where we all came together to raise praise to God through singing, and dancing. It was such a wonderful time of worship. I heard many solos- a Jeremy Camp song- sung by a Japanese Guy who sounded like him- it was crazy. Also, A friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Prescilla&lt;/span&gt; from Oregon, brought a song written by her sister to us and asked if we could get a group together to sing it. Her sisters song was wonderful! Four of us stood with a guitar to worship God- what a sound like heaven. Also Annie and I belted out the Doxology &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;accapella&lt;/span&gt; style, (which is a family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; to do). As we prepared and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;practiced&lt;/span&gt; - like two hours before we sang ( which is another family favorite thing to do), we so felt the presence of God come over us. No matter how we did- no matter what harmony was horrible- God was there and we felt him. It was so wonderful!  They have been my family of God this year- and such a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;international&lt;/span&gt; family! I love them very much and will definitely be supporting them as they seek God with all they are... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then My J-family. Last night we had a party to celebrate this year but also to celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Nagisa&lt;/span&gt; going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kyrgystan&lt;/span&gt; very soon. She is joining a peace corps of sorts and will teach the people of a village crafts that they can use to sell. She is such a wonderful craft person. She has been a craft outlet for me taking me to so many rare and wonderful places as well as just being a wonderful person to talk to. She is so gifted at to many things such as textiles, drawing and just everything artsy. So this night was wonderful. We cooked together us daughters with mom, making fried chicken (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; style), fried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; (not to be confused with french fries) they were real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; and grown from their garden- which does make a difference.  Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Nagisa&lt;/span&gt; made some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nepal&lt;/span&gt; bread (like corn tortillas) and a sauce which was out of this world. As well as rice, tofu and eggplant mix, and my little fruit salad. It was a wonderful night. Shun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Miyu&lt;/span&gt; (grand children) were there showing everyone how much they could eat and how cute they could be- they were too cute. I couldn't handle it! They gave me die ski (which is translates give her loves) after I gave them two cute puzzles, then us girls enjoyed trying on the earrings I made for them- and taking pictures. Then we all just sat around talked in Japanese and English (me speaking more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;) and just enjoying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. It was so relaxing and just comforting. I love them also and will miss them much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am starting to say goodbye to my students. I have had a few last classes even when I have a week of teaching left. It has been unreal this time around because in a  few days give or take 9 or so I will be back in the states doing not knowing what to do.. Well doing a lot but not doing what I have struggled through and learned to do here in Japan. I will be loud again (well maybe- for those who do not know- I have actually come to enjoy a more quiet life, one that requires less talking and more actions, but also just the Japanese way of life), I will be speaking English everyday (not from a textbook), I guess I will have more say on what happens in my life, I will teach for my first year in the States, and things I just do not know now.  Again I am trying to keep up with my brain so I shall publish this and move on as I know how- One day at a time relying on God with all I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Before you face certain pain (climbing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Mnt&lt;/span&gt;. Fuji) one must consider how long 6 hours up and 3 hours down will be all in one time.............. Or you just stop thinking and do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-7397927327915752781?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/7397927327915752781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=7397927327915752781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7397927327915752781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7397927327915752781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/07/finals-not-test-kind.html' title='Finals... not the test kind.'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8604104395475139065</id><published>2009-06-25T16:33:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:34:56.780+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The last Vacation...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marked the last vacation, other than climbing Fuji, that I will be taking this year. My wonderful sister in Christ, Madeline, joined me in Japan for a 5 year reunion of friendship and traveling the world. We started the 17th (well Madeline did flying the long way here). We first rested and recouped in Kofu, attending the sports day where my students were competing for the big prizes the bragging rights of the school. We watched baseball, soft tennis, soccer, and some pool cleaning (not a sport but they were so we watched for a while). The baseball team won the number one prize- They were so stoked! Madeline and I cheered and stood out while students yell "oh GAIJIN (foreigner)". Hey its life. Any who we were also the only girls in the place with shorts on and t-shirts- the lady next to us had long sleeves, pants, a hat with a towel under it protecting her neck and face. She looked like one of the wisemen, but that is the style here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who after a day of sports and sun, we took to church on Sat night. We had a special speaker and I was excited to hear him. BUT it was an experience where much prayer and possible leadership change is needed. The speakers name is not needed but raised an interesting fire in the church. He was an older missionary from America who has lived here for many years. He talks about the history of Christianity in Japan. Much to my liking I might add- History of Christianity in Japan how interesting. He also has written a book about it and was endorsed by President Bush and many other well known evangelists. As he spoke both in Japanese and English- from the beginning we were very confused to his  meaning. Since he spoke in both Japanese and English (giving his translation of both) we didn't receive all the information in either language. There were gaps and this made it hard to follow. Also he was very brash- he said things that if said in America he would have a lawsuit on him by many different people such as the Obama supporters, and supporters of homosexuality, and PWSGT (people who support good translations when in a multi-lingual group-yes I just made that group up but It should be started). He also said some pretty brash thing about Catholicism too. This was all very unnerving. His credibility was not well displayed thus we all had to discern what he was saying about history (and this after we did our own study on the History of Japan). Mind it- it finished and I prayed that God would lead hearts closer to himself no matter the most ridiculous of speeches ever. It was a wonderful chance to open up my heart to seek what I believed and discuss why I disagreed or agreed with what he said lined up with scripture. So my heart was challenged but saddened by a seasoned missionary who could easily turn people away from Christ. So this was challenging and good to see- in a way that we were challenged to step out in what we believed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday came and with that the rain that wouldn't end for the two days were were there. We went to Tokyo via the trains with one of my English teachers, Mrs. Ono, and the home economics teacher, Ms. Matsumoto. They have both become my friends and I appreciate them very much. We visited the Meji temple and the wonderful gardens they had near the temple. The azaleas were in full bloom and they were a wonderful addition to the day. SLosh SLOsh- we then sloshes through stores shopping and looking while many MANY people hustled and bustled around us doing the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Sunday we endured rain again, visited Sensoji temple- with the remark "that is one HUGE lantern" Ate some Ann BEAN- a sweet bean considered the Japanese sweet- but seriously it is so good- but not like candy- more like a healthy candy. And then began our trek back to the station to catch a 510 buss to Kawaguchiko (a lake at the base of FUJI). Well we were still on the subway at 500 and sweating because we were so nervous about being late- then it happened......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The subway doors flew open, and the race began- we were dodging Japanese people right and left. Sliding up between the smallest crevices and up the LEFT side of the escalators (which is the running side). As were were running up the -sclator- we were abruptly stopped by two STANDERS- I thought- seriously??- standing in the moving side- how not Japanese. And thus I wanted to say Excuse me (SUMIMASEN) but the words would not come out. Maybe it was the extended time that I have spent with Madeline speaking English or my lack of study here the last few weeks I am in Japan but the words would only come out in English- THUS Madeline gave me a gentle "hey tell em excuse me" and lightly smashed her hand on the railing- which was so American-(loved it)and the ladies looked back and started to move. IT worked! While laughing we moved to grab out bags from the coin locker (coin ROCKER- is how you say it in a Japanese dialect- and thus is my favorite favorite thing to say or ask for- Do you have a coin ROCKER? what kind of Rocker are you? A coin ROCKER- ok enough). But we were panting-laughing, and being laughed at while trying to grab our stuff- throw it on our backs and throw the scrabble tiles on the floor. Thankfully they didn't spill everywhere but carrying a small black satchel- and having it fall on the ground in the middle of the ground then picking it up and running.. Sketchy if you ask me- and we were! Then after the scrabble mishap we were off to the races again... going left and right dodging people yet trying not to knock people unconscious due to our huge bags and flailing arms. Then it was about 510- we were so fast- they were on the last calls for the buss and we flung out stuff on the ground while panting and then flew onto the buss as it pulls away. All this while realizing we were the only foreigners and girls under the age of 45 on the buss- we laughed then enjoyed the AC and wonderful views while traveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day we biked/ ran around the Kawaguchiko lake- about 3 hours combined, and enjoyed taking sweet pics of FUJI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This have become to long and about two weeks over due- thus I shall end here and say- On to the next topic. Until Next time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: You know it is bad when you are so tired at your desk- so you decide to take a walk to the bathroom sit on the lid and catch a few winks. My count for toilet naps- is up to 4! Ridiculous but when you can't say you are sick and need to "sleep" on the nurses beds- you gotta go somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8604104395475139065?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8604104395475139065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8604104395475139065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8604104395475139065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8604104395475139065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-vacation.html' title='The last Vacation...'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-359534487060296902</id><published>2009-06-25T15:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:33:19.093+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last updates from Japan'/><title type='text'>It's the end of  Japan as we know it........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SkMoD36H1RI/AAAAAAAACFk/DE-T2hEA-GY/s1600-h/DSC02964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SkMoD36H1RI/AAAAAAAACFk/DE-T2hEA-GY/s320/DSC02964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351164829258732818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonan Chu Gakkou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I am not claiming to be a prophetess to the end of the world, let a lone Japan. But what I do know is that my time in Japan is coming to a close. This is begins now...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sitting at school- a day away from the last day of my teaching at Jonan Chu Gakkou. To this I feel both bitter and refreshed. Bitter that tomorrow I will have to say goodbye to the teachers and students who I have learned from and lived with for a year, but refreshed knowing I will be able to move back to my next calling- Columbus Junction. I sit here having had 5 classes of last classes, and knowing at tomorrows meeting I will need to represent Iowa, and my learning of Japanese twice. Once to the teachers in the morning meeting, and one over the intercom for all the students- and maybe not see all the students in this day.  So to practice and remember I shall write for you my two speeches in Japanese and English  (this is more for my practice and less for the benifit of knowing the mistakes and errors I will make tomorrow-thus will be using romanji so you realize this is actually a speech..-)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teachers Speech (for the sake of formality I will give two speeches at two times)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohiyo gozaimasu. Kyo ga Jonan Chu Gakkou de no watashi no sygono shu desu. Kono ichi nen wa totemo tanosh-katta desu. Sensei- igatta itsumo watashi wo tasukete kurete, arigato gozaimasu. Jona Chu Gakkou wa totemo stekina gakkou desu. kono gakkou de oshierukoto ga de kite hokori ni omoimasu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(translation- Good morning. This is my last week at JCG. This year has been very fun (or a translation of fun that i do not have in English). thank you teachers for being so helpful and kind to me this year. JCG is a great school. I am honored to have taught here this yeary, thank you.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Students speech (over an intercom- LAME)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone. This is Ms. Molly. Kyo ga Jonan Chu Gakkou de no watashi no sygono sh esu. Kono ichi ne  wa totemo tanosh-katta desu. This year has been very fun.  Thank you for studying English very hard. Seito no minasan wa eigo wo benkiyou shite kurete, arigato.  watashino ichiban no onoide wa minasan to ishyou ni hashita ju kiro road rasu desu. Please study hard and enjoy learning. Thank you so much! See you someday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(translation- it is translated in the speach if you didnt' catch it you are lame! just kidd'n).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is not why I am writing this blog- but more for my reminder- of how nervous I am right now sitting her knowing that tomorrow I will have to give this speech no matter how small it is to a group of 40 teachers and over 700 students. The students are safe- because they have are my students- mistakes are my gain for them (the more real I look the better) but to teachers it is nerve racking- thankfully I will take out a piece of paper and read it from it not to look at the faces of the stunned teachers who I can't even know what they think. TO this past statement I am stunned to think that I would still have such a immature brain- and shows my need to grow-up a few years. Maybe when I am older I will no longer feel the pressure but this is probably not true and feel like after tomorrow and my 5 min speech I may grow up a few years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so besides this speech and things. I say, my thoughts from this year at Jonan. Well for firsts thankfully they turned on the air- seriously it was hot today- and to this I am grateful. I loved this school for its- "bad image". It was said of the school that is was kind of the reject school with problems and problem children- I didn't see this. Grant it, I saw my share of kids who overly didn't pay attention, who wore their pants around their ankles, and slept in class or who maybe got in a few fights, but is that not the essence of childhood? To rebel to find some kind of normalcy, to push the borders seeking someone to set up boundaries for them and give them a reason to do what is right, and to fight because seriously when you only have the experiences from the prior 12-15 years of your life you are still learning how to manage your own emotions. I did every one of these things in my life- rebel, push boundaries, and fight my emotions- (and possibly try to wear my pants by my ankles but have found that not so comfy or attractive). These things do not reflect institutions but the development of children. Yes, there are other implications which knowing about the whole life of the student- family, personality, and blood type (well this would be a japanese thing) would thus bring into the picture yet for the simple fact that life can stink for anyone- the rich, poor, the children who like to study and those who only like to play sports and at the foundation of this there would be seen a similarity of emotional reactions from all types of people thus making the labeling an act of Judgement on students instead of seeing there is potential in everyone to do something wonderful for the World and ultimately the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, God all mighty. Thus I have seen past the little stumbling blocks that get in the way and ask- what is the purpose of their life what do they have to offer and how can I help them see that they have so much to offer as a (child of GOD)! I have not perfected this in practice but as I journey I shall become more like Christ in this thinking, and seek after this as a Goal. This year has been a wonderful practice for me. Through the good and bad. Thus is my reflection of Jonan this year. A great school with just as much potential as any other school. I love the students and will miss them greatly! Lord bless and keep them- make his face to shine upon them and send people in their way which point to Christ and lead them to the knowledge and power of GOD- and the wonderful gift of Love that God has for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh I have extended my time on this blog but will have more updates as this last three weeks quickly closes and the heat and humidity rises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: If you are on a subway at 5:00 and need to be to the buss station at 5:10- running in a large city is definitely a quick way to explore and find where you need to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-359534487060296902?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/359534487060296902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=359534487060296902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/359534487060296902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/359534487060296902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-end-of-japan-as-we-know-it.html' title='It&apos;s the end of  Japan as we know it........'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SkMoD36H1RI/AAAAAAAACFk/DE-T2hEA-GY/s72-c/DSC02964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-9135660312484877434</id><published>2009-06-10T16:29:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:54:38.073+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 football outlook from japan'/><title type='text'>It's the start of something- bad…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SjEMivENGiI/AAAAAAAABzw/qfJeEeUZg-Y/s1600-h/2807_93410017867_758132867_2622760_5474417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SjEMivENGiI/AAAAAAAABzw/qfJeEeUZg-Y/s320/2807_93410017867_758132867_2622760_5474417_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346068023554677282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is the outlook for Football 2009-2010? Why should you care? Because- It’s football the number one American sport and the best part of the year. Why is this the start of something bad? Lets look at a certain team I have been tracking….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Vikings- the pride of Minnesota- the purple and gold-the Queens- (insert any rude remark you want to). They are my team of choice. Before about two years ago- it was a “bleak winter” for the Vikes. They were on a slow downward crash with the loss of Randy Moss, and many other &lt;u&gt;decent&lt;/u&gt; players (hence I do not say great players just the decent ones). And thus the hope was slowly degrading. But then a few years later- one man- Adrian Peterson- appeared as an angel in white- is it true? Well for now lets say he has saved the Vikings from lots of huge upsets…. He has turned into a strong point for the Vikings- but with out a decent QB- there is not much a running back can do but hope and wait for a ball. This QB problem set aside I say the U of I graduate- Greenway, and Strong Safety- Tyrell Johnson- have also played a very clean part of the small successes the Vikings have had. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, this past season was a not so degrading for the Vikings and had a definite upward slope as the season progressed. Though with the early ending of the season due to a few horrible games- the Vikings still have a pretty low rank and thus a big chance for improvement. That brings us up to this year…. The pain the agony….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even living in Japan- I have read and kept up with the ins and outs of the Vikings- and Brad Childress’ moves (lame I will call him BRAD from now on- Childress is a ridiculous word to say- and in Japan it would sound more like Child-less- which is actually even more ridiculous.) His moves, which compared to Michael Jackson- are not so “Thrilling”, are quite okashi- (embarrassing, and not called for), the thought of asking a injured over worked and over paid “use to be good but now just trying to save my manhood” oppositional&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;–UPS (packer) team player, to play for a team that is trying to MOVE UP- is a BAD move for leadership. WHY? I ASK WHY? (why would you want someone who can’t throw a football anymore?) Why not put leave him where he should be- out of the media and in an arm sling- I mean in retirement. That is what he wants- so give it to him (because we want it too). Any WHO- This potential shake up has really given BRAD a horrible beginning of what I would like to say- another chance to show the Vikings stuff! I think this year will be much more of a growing season for this newer team and without the reckless addition of another injury prone player I think they will have another year of growth and potential… And for recent news- the suspension of the “Chase for Favre” gives me hope that the ridiculousness may have come to a close and we can say- Goodbye class- and hello- NEW season! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are my hopes and wishes for this new year- Prosperity- Growth in wins- and a great defeat of the Yellow and Green in their own stadium (as I sit by and watch with great delight). So ends my rant and ravage of the most ridiculous start to the 2009-2010- season. Go Vikings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remember: American football has many elements of greatness one being great use of a winter coat and those winter socks your grandmother gave you last year for Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-9135660312484877434?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/9135660312484877434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=9135660312484877434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9135660312484877434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9135660312484877434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-start-of-something-bad.html' title='It&apos;s the start of something- bad…'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SjEMivENGiI/AAAAAAAABzw/qfJeEeUZg-Y/s72-c/2807_93410017867_758132867_2622760_5474417_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5765419084221712593</id><published>2009-06-04T10:03:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:29:02.127+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10K road race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jonan school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching in japan'/><title type='text'>Nothing like a surprise---10K road race!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sidsg1-Vs3I/AAAAAAAABzA/G6FjFD6triY/s1600-h/DSC02961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sidsg1-Vs3I/AAAAAAAABzA/G6FjFD6triY/s320/DSC02961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343358794398544754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(one of my fav teachers- we speak few words- but she is so nice!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Surprise! Happy Birth---- NO way it is not a surprised party. Surprise you won 1,000,000 yen- no I didn't win a million yen. And NO big surprises that would spark any major change to my financial situation or my age situation- but more of a mental/spiritual uplifting surprise- a 10k road race. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SidsgaUy2UI/AAAAAAAABy4/6G1-pZRIOAM/s320/DSC02958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343358786976536898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(thankfully numbers are pretty universal- but then they split girls and guys- using kanji so I was lost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This race is completed every year and is a tradition of one of my schools- Jonan Chou- and the Kofu High affiliated with this school. Each year the Jr. High - runs a 10K or 5K - with 400 kids on the cycling road, and the High School does a 100K walk/run marathon. So this year I thought I would just come and enjoy encouraging students running- but after three teachers asked if I wanted to run- Of course I said "YES". (then looked at my clothes and asked to go home quickly to change. So I raced home (yes before the race), and changed into my sweet- Japanese teacher style- Puma Warm up and raced back to school. At 10 o'clock we stretched- and was energized by a cheer team- then was told- 10 mins we will start. AHH the nerves ran high-I figured I was running at the back- "to help the slower students" (because these kids are a good 7 years younger than me and also very small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sidsg3XFFuI/AAAAAAAABzI/FImR-nMswe0/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sidsg3XFFuI/AAAAAAAABzI/FImR-nMswe0/s320/DSC02966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343358794770749154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(team ENGLISH- we ran together)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:29- I walk around the huge group of girls (yes in japan they always separate gender), and said Good Luck- gambete, and was asked so many times- are you running? I said YES, I can! So, the last minute seemed like a million years, and with my uncertainty of this race in the heat and just the safety of all these kids-- BANG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sie8vxcGCII/AAAAAAAABzo/Inv8rVIB3e4/s1600-h/DSC02964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sie8vxcGCII/AAAAAAAABzo/Inv8rVIB3e4/s320/DSC02964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343447011809429634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(the school from the soccer field- if you look- kids are in the windows- lots of em!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:30 the gun shot off- and we were off- About 200 girls and ME! Many running way to fast- to begin a 10k- (6.2) mile race, and many just shocked I was actually running. We ran up a hill over a bridge down to the cycling road- and ATSUI NE! It was very warm that day- the clouds were out so it was nice to not have the sun blazing us but the wind was very still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we ran this race- I was passed and did some passing- My goal was to finish in under 1 hour and run with as many different kids as possible- and Encourage every student!!! I found a few of my English friends- girls who love to speak English and we talked and ran- and then half of the girls stopped- and walked- I was surprised... IS this not a race? (but they do not prep for this race they just do it) so for their safety I say- walk if you feel like it! but I kept going- Then you could tell the boys were let off because they came in swarms and zipped past all the girls- not saying all boys are faster than girls but these boys were RACING- some girls were just doing this because they had to. I was in for both. So we kept going passing parents and them saying_-- EHHH- sensei??? HAII-Eigo no sensei desu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SidshL5fVnI/AAAAAAAABzQ/K19fhMAmNUo/s1600-h/DSC02962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SidshL5fVnI/AAAAAAAABzQ/K19fhMAmNUo/s320/DSC02962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343358800283784818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(owarimasu- the finish line teachers! how genki!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who- as I was running with students I had this moment of realization (yes i did say that). I was cheering for all students who ran past- I was sweating with the students- checking on them to make sure they were ok-running with them in their immediate struggle-seeing them through the only ways I knew how (through easy Japanese and English encouragement and running). I was able to give and be apart of their lives- to struggle to see them through. It was a defining moment for me a moment that no matter the language barrier there was something we did together- running as a team as a group no one left out. It was so moving- and so hot- but so spiritual in that I felt the light of God through the students (whether they new it or not or believed or not- They are created by the same God I was- the are loved by the same God I am). They kept me going and faster than I thought- I finished in 45 mins- and then had time to go back and finish the race with more students (many who are by themselves- or looking like they were struggling). I just kept running- I was given energy from on High and enjoyed running and seeing kids smile and I know it is sappy but words can't express what I felt... It was a bonding unlike anything I could imagine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SidshRiDmaI/AAAAAAAABzY/EWvQp2X5_go/s1600-h/DSC02964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SidshRiDmaI/AAAAAAAABzY/EWvQp2X5_go/s320/DSC02964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343358801796110754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(again the school- I can just hear the kids- Ms Molly!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I was so bold to ask teachers to be in pictures- and show students basically hanging out of the windows- and the fun surroundings I saw while running and cheering for students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sie8vkxIE_I/AAAAAAAABzg/kz5ECj9dofs/s1600-h/DSC02959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sie8vkxIE_I/AAAAAAAABzg/kz5ECj9dofs/s320/DSC02959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343447008407983090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(the most ridiculous pic- of the teachers- they are funny!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: It's not all about you- I have been learning it lots- thanks kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5765419084221712593?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5765419084221712593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5765419084221712593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5765419084221712593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5765419084221712593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-like-surprise-10k-road-race.html' title='Nothing like a surprise---10K road race!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sidsg1-Vs3I/AAAAAAAABzA/G6FjFD6triY/s72-c/DSC02961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-1011893292950292627</id><published>2009-05-27T08:32:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:33:08.699+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking lessons'/><title type='text'>わたしはやきそばをつくります,からにほんをだいすきです.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-Bnn5BI/AAAAAAAAByA/4wQPrTnW0Ho/s1600-h/n16907299_39820509_2579349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-Bnn5BI/AAAAAAAAByA/4wQPrTnW0Ho/s320/n16907299_39820509_2579349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340281762694554642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yakkisoba- wonderful mix of pan fried noodles, veggies, otafuku sauce and a few top secret ingreds to make the most delicious pasta EVER! It is my favorite japanese meal. Yakkisoba is mostly used at festivals and for parties (yet I love it). SO during another Japanese lesson- we subbed for some cooking lessons from Natsuko! (we have already made sushi, okonomiyaki, an green tea) so now for the pretty basic but delish dish! The first pic is the ingredients. (Great thing is I can actually read ALL OF IT) I have learned something i guess!) SO after reading this- we started..... welll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx991J-w_I/AAAAAAAABx4/2ru7URMND8w/s320/n16907299_39820507_78284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340281759348999154" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then the bombshell hit- I had bought (by visual cues not based on Japanese characters- kinda like a person with out the sense of smell would look at a pink flower and say- well this is a mum but in all reality it is a peony (hence you could smell the difference) that is disguised as a mum) ---a little bunch of bean sprouts- yeah I can see what they are-- but then there was another package that were thinner- sprout looking yet my American brain said- Bigger Bigger! SO I did it- I took the bigger sprouts- and much to my dismay they were DIKON sprouts- not bean sprouts- dikon- is a big white veggie that tastes like a radish without the bite.. Anywho we had to pause at Natsuko went to pick up the MOYASHI... dag yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-aDnV5I/AAAAAAAAByI/_u-Uel-p4DQ/s320/4711_653577209040_16907299_39820510_426279_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340281769254410130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So then (while the cameras were rolling- seriously) we whipped in a little of this- a little of that- and a splash of love and vuwala- YAKKISOBA! SUGOI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-prgjCI/AAAAAAAAByY/IPpP3xcBn8s/s320/n16907299_39820513_2463549.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340281773448268834" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is my lessons buddy and just overall bud of buds- JOE wearing his fav YOSHI appron during our cooking lesson. (the YOSHI is my japanese dad). Great cooking JOE san!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-fPn_jI/AAAAAAAAByQ/ap6vWEUFc08/s1600-h/n16907299_39820512_6199101.jpg" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-fPn_jI/AAAAAAAAByQ/ap6vWEUFc08/s1600-h/n16907299_39820512_6199101.jpg" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-fPn_jI/AAAAAAAAByQ/ap6vWEUFc08/s320/n16907299_39820512_6199101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340281770646961714" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This remids me of those mother daughter pictures that you get when you make cookies or a big Carebear cake.... Yeah I so love the Mauramatsu's they have taken me in and made me feel just like a daughter! So here is JMOM and Molly cooking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sh5xtW8gkNI/AAAAAAAAByo/MYG6ZmgFhqA/s1600-h/n16907299_39820517_3711084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sh5xtW8gkNI/AAAAAAAAByo/MYG6ZmgFhqA/s320/n16907299_39820517_3711084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340831232175411410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slurping the goodness~ So Japanese! OISH-kata! SO good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All turned out so great! Everyone was enjoying the huge batch of Yakkisoba we made and just had a wonderful time talking and fellowship-ing at the Jrents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: Careful what you wish for- you just might get it all- and some you don't want- As just listened to from Daughtry.... I wish for..... more soba!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-1011893292950292627?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/1011893292950292627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=1011893292950292627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1011893292950292627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1011893292950292627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='わたしはやきそばをつくります,からにほんをだいすきです.'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Shx9-Bnn5BI/AAAAAAAAByA/4wQPrTnW0Ho/s72-c/n16907299_39820509_2579349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-2978336118260831189</id><published>2009-05-25T20:31:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:38:08.629+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth trembling'/><title type='text'>SO let it be written so let it be done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ShqCscoVqSI/AAAAAAAABxw/wd__dhNg140/s1600-h/Earthquake+bldgs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ShqCscoVqSI/AAAAAAAABxw/wd__dhNg140/s320/Earthquake+bldgs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724008312383778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok this is documented- May 25th, 2009- 832pm. I was laying on my couch checking out the Internet, then my apt started to shake. I thought maybe it was just me- a convulsion maybe- but then I sat up and felt and heard the shaking.. The doors kinda made the "hey i am being shaken off my frame" noise, and then it stopped. It was like maybe 20 seconds, but it was cool and I totally felt it! SWEET! so let it be written- Because it was DONE!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so the picture is a little much but it was the only one I could find in like 2 seconds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Duck da da and cover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-2978336118260831189?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/2978336118260831189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=2978336118260831189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2978336118260831189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2978336118260831189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-let-it-be-written-so-let-it-be-done.html' title='SO let it be written so let it be done!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ShqCscoVqSI/AAAAAAAABxw/wd__dhNg140/s72-c/Earthquake+bldgs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8995397667126656328</id><published>2009-05-22T16:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:22:11.658+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skits from school'/><title type='text'>Another great Skit!</title><content type='html'>This Original skit, as my teacher would call it, created by two students not only made me laugh but expressed a ambiguous stereotype. Just wait and see (fill in as needed).....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student A: Hello, Welcome to Japan. (airport customs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student B: Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A:Show me your passport please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B. Sure, Here you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A:What is your name (said with glares of uncertainty).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: I am Obama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Are you from America?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: Yes, I am an American.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: Yes. (then the customs officer stands up from his desk and vigorously shakes his hand).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: What is the purpose of your visit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: I am going to change your country?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Oh I see. How long are you going to stay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: About three weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Ok, Please change our country!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: Good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disclaimer- it was made completely using their own knowledge of English and with no help form any teachers.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ponder that one for a while. or not just enjoy how funny it was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Every-time you are sitting in a stuffy room that has AC- remember: most countries do not believe in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8995397667126656328?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8995397667126656328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8995397667126656328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8995397667126656328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8995397667126656328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-great-skit.html' title='Another great Skit!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-9100438269110475156</id><published>2009-05-20T22:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:57:32.830+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buying a car when I return'/><title type='text'>New Car anyone???</title><content type='html'>Well I shall keep this to a short paragraph. I have to  buy a car when I return, and am looking for a reliable make. What do you think? Let me know what kinda cars you like- Thanks.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am thinking Toyota Corolla but not sure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-9100438269110475156?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/9100438269110475156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=9100438269110475156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9100438269110475156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9100438269110475156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-car-anyone.html' title='New Car anyone???'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3338342890784569543</id><published>2009-05-19T08:35:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:55:38.624+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan update'/><title type='text'>The feeling of wearing short sleeves in a over-sleeved country!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohiyo Gozaimasuuu.(emphasis on the suuuuuu)! Hello again to all who are missing the posts since the big change in my numbers- No not social security or the percent of those who work in Japan and are from America, or the drop outs of teaching in a foreign country, or my understanding of the Japanese language, but my answer to the question who old are you? Now I say NI JU SAN SAI DESU. I am 23. Do  I feel older? What you gotta be joking me- I am 23 an have been teaching in  Japan I feel more than older- how about misplaced in a world of Japanese speakers.... Seriously there are cooler questions to ask. But to subside that break out- I do not feel misplaced but just a hightened sense that no matter how long I am here- no matter what color my hair is- I will never be Japanese. This seems funny to the onlooker but seriously when you live in another country sometimes you wish you could just blend in- but my genetic makeup and hair color and eye color will never change thus--- I will never be Japanese... (side note- If you are from another country and live in Japan all your life- you still will NEVER be Japanese- BUT if you live in America all your life- you are American? Of course but funny how this is different all over the world- American is more of a mix of races and ethnicities but as for other countries there is a more general basis for the title.-no offense  just something thought about in Japan). &lt;div&gt;Back to the Birthday- it was wonderful! I was able to chill with very good friends here eat great food- Karaoke- and just be.... Also I was surprised by my students with little birthday cards, and one student who got me earrings- WOW - it was a small gesture but one that showed me LOVE. So my birthdays (two because of the time difference) were great. Friday night was Natural Grace- Tofu burger (yes please the best!!) Ice cream and lots of singing. Sat was eating dinner with my Japanese parents- Roberta and Takao and all my friends! What a great time then shopping for Peanut Butter and going to church! What a great blessing! (also i got vanilla syrup and have made vanilla lattes every morning- What a great thing- great coffee!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that- this update had a purpose but I was taken by my account of my birthday- SO I shall go to class now that is is 850 time to head up- and get back to you about why I am blogging! OK! later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok this took a turn- a day turn. I got back from class only to leave for the day! What a great surprise. I spent the afternoon up at my favorite spot- Starbucks-which was playing old jazz music- which soothes the aching head and got to study, read, and look for plane tickets back to the states. Ehhhh, the time is coming when I will return to what is known as America and I am looking forward to that day with great apprehension. I have to move everything for one, and two I have to re-acclimated myself to speaking English all the time, understanding what is going on, and having less free-time. I am excited yet not- as you see. So till then there is a lot to do and thing just pick up from here- 8 weeks away- and it seems like tomorrow. So this is my warning- prepare yourselves- for what lies ahead- the return of Molly (MauLLEEE) to America. Are you ready? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, Today's skits in class have left a few great stories. Please think about this- you are at customs section of the airport and you hear- NEXT (from the officer) you see a short Japanese student walk up and say "Hello"- very happy and genki! Show me your passport, the officer says- "OK. Here you are." What is your name?" -"John Lennon and I am from America!" At that moment the guards come and tackle this little kid and take him to be questioned where he thus say "I don't understand we didn't practice this in English Class." ---- A sad story but true if what we did in class was actually real. They are supposed to practice what it would be like to go to customs so they are prepared if they ever go to another country. And the dialogue in the book is pretty good but when they do their own skits- ORIGINAL skits- things are spiced up. I have heard- John Lennon, Clinton, and America- everyone who is famous is from there right?? And Welcome to Japanese! To these things I say- the officers will never be that happy to see you and ask you so many great questions and offer advice, like OH you can see many temples in Kyoto. or when one girl responds to the question " Why are you here" she says " I am doing a report on the new FLU!" The officer says "Do you have a mask" and the girl says "of course" And thus is lead into Mexico- no JOKE! What did we learn from this- Custom officers are a great source for traveling advice, Lennon is from America, and masks protect you from the NEW FLU of course.  My teachers job was done to confuse students to thinking life is always nice and pleasant- I hope sometime the reality will kick in for these students and hopefully NOT when they are in line for customs. HEHEHE It was quite funny and I enjoyed it but, hehehe but I question to what authenticity are we going for- what life should be or reality! HHEHEE again- English is fun so no worries but I do stop and wonder....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it is about 10:50 pm on the second day of this blog- so I decided- sleep and a new blog tomorrow would be better. Why wait so long! Any who things are great here winding down- aka me taking advantage of my free time, long bike rides at 10 pm just cuz, that kinda stuff! Enjoy the rest of the week and the weekend... Summer is drawing close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: When you have to strap the toilet paper you bought to the back of your bike- bring a bungee- it won't stay on there itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3338342890784569543?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3338342890784569543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3338342890784569543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3338342890784569543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3338342890784569543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-of-wearing-short-sleeves-in.html' title='The feeling of wearing short sleeves in a over-sleeved country!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-541687441737262722</id><published>2009-05-13T16:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:58:07.701+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I can!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;So this is life... Obama just had to say something that all of Japan could understand in three words.... YES WE CAN. Ever since then I have heard nothing but Yes, WE/I/YOU can from everyone. This tends to be after I ask a question and a response from those who prefer to be the one called on, or just a mocking voice from those who see that I am a gaijin (foreigner) and want to show off their English. Is is horrible- no- but annoying. Thus response to my day- I choose to free write about all the funny, annoying and ridiculous things that happen at school .....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, NOW students are peering into the windows of the teachers room- hoping to catch a wave or just acknowledgement of being alive, I give the happy face and they run away.... Also at the same time if what could be better- they are playing Rock Paper Scissors to settle a job for the soccer team (probably the person who has to put down the obstacle course for the students.  The face in the window thing is normal jr high student, but the Rock Paper Scissors is a cultural thing. IT settles everything- from arguments of elementary students to choices of stocks for CEOs (ok maybe not stocks but have heard it used in every aspect of life here in Japan). It must be fate----!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, while in the first grade room (6th graders), I experienced something that I had to laugh out loud too. These first graders are straight off the elementary boat and still act like 5th graders and so they are so happy and energetic I love all the classes. And to add to this- my teacher reminds me of the Japanese Mofia- his appearance not personality. His looks are stiff and strict but personality is hilarious and very relaxed. The students love him and he definitely has their respect. Today at one very energetic point- the students were volunteering to write a sentence on the board. EVERYONE raised their hands (this never happens) so my teacher ventured to randomly pic students from the chart. He got to about 10 and the yells started- for they knew there would not be many more students to get a chance. I heard many Yes, I can-s, and ME ME ME ME-s and then it happened----- One very loud student got up from his desk and while raising his hand- walked to the front of the room in front of the teacher and waved his hand so much and yelled ME ME ME,,, well the teacher ignored it then- what happened made me Laugh out loud- the student then placed his raised hand on the teachers face- poking his eyes. I was so shocked and yet laughed when the teacher backed up and started asking the student what are you doing? and in japanese joked with him like he always does. Thus the laughter started- I know this means nothing to you but sit here and try to see it happen- there is pure chaos as students are writing on the board and then the student poked the teachers eye- that reminded me so much of elementary school (nazukashi desu-oh like old times). I love those times. How fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it is about 80 degrees everyday starting like at 6 am- there is a front moving in and summer behind it- this worries me.. I am sitting in the teachers room just so hot from the day and worn out- I am almost asleep.... The warmer it is the harder it is to stay awake at work- thus the battle begins. Also the women start wearing longer sleeves in hopes that their skin will not be touched but all I say is - "where's the sunshine?"-Please sing with me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I had to let the news go today that my b-day is this week- May 15th to be exact due to us talking about birthdays. But in Japan they are not that cool but since the students know my birthday they will all be singing the Birthday Song all day-(kinda reminds me of the yes, i can phenomenon) SO I shall prepare myself and venture into the day with joy for hearing lots of English. What am I doing for my b-day? Well going with some friends to my fav dinning spot- Natural Grace for their wonderful Tofu burger with salad and bread! IT is SO delicious. Then we shall venture to the Shidax Karaoke place to enjoy a few hours of intense singing and jigging till we can't jig any more- and last stop at a convenience store for some great 100 yen icecream- Kinda like the dolla menu at MCDonalds (Macrodonarudos- in Japanese). Keeping it low key and very traditional! Am I excited- well as my rents would say "after about my 15th b-day" I have not liked b-days. They are fun but yeah I am only 23 this year- maybe if i was 25 i could rent a car or something but 23 is just - well one year out of school and living in Japan so well I am just glad this gets all my friends together to enjoy ridiculous fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I have hit the 15 min mark, the last 15 mins of work- wed... EHHH. Today was great but SO busy- I have had prolly 1 hour or less to myself- which is not usual- but nice! This means I am tired from today for more than just sitting here and preping for next year! I worked hard today (as usual) but got to be in the classroom even more which was great! Also the Board of Educaiton came to watch some lessons for like 5 mins so all the teachers were so nervous- even the English teachers. Man it made it worse- we didn't just work together they looked like they were confused- but other than that- I was relaxed (it was a great practice for relaxing when this happens in the states- maybe it was that I do not understand or that they were there to watch the teacher really not me? not sure but I was relaxed- it was nice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I am the RIDA- leader for Bible Study this week and what has been on my heart is- God's love- even when you can't love.... The idea that not everyone is easy to love and yet we have more than just our love we have Gods love which can be seen through us even when it is a struggle to love. Romans 5:6-11- shows God ultimate love - while were were sinners and still so unlovable Christ dies for us... 2 Peter 3:9- He is patient with us- knowing all and yet is still patient with us- even if we are annoying... Galations 5:6b, 14-we have love expressed in our hope we have for our future eternity with God, and we are commanded to love one another... And also Ephesians 3:14-19 and Ephesians 5:25-27 which are examples of the love we should show in many ways. I was just struck by how unlovely I am to people many times and especially to those who I struggle to Love.... So I leave us with this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-29355" class="versenum" value="9" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-29356" class="versenum" value="10" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-29357" class="versenum" value="11" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God.-Philipians 1:9-11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;Oh yeah and these are great too (1Thessalonians 4:9, and Colosians 1:5-6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: When you find a great musician share them with your friends- then they many benefit from them too----- Hence- Check out Chris Taylor- I just bought his CD- sweet music sweet lyrics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-541687441737262722?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/541687441737262722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=541687441737262722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/541687441737262722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/541687441737262722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-i-can.html' title='Yes I can!!!!!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-975537496222791054</id><published>2009-05-09T08:21:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:48:29.087+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niijima trip'/><title type='text'>MORE SEAWEED, Onegaishimasu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTADR2MGGI/AAAAAAAABww/YCHrxxhdYY8/s320/4300_512018694912_164100495_30476152_6918328_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333599021276338274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cruise Ship we took (well called a ferry but the closest thing I have been on that looks like a cruise ship!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTADjn3fKI/AAAAAAAABxA/gEfCzYBgEV8/s320/4300_512018704892_164100495_30476154_677180_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333599026048105634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tokyo Skyline! from the ferry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTAD7ED-_I/AAAAAAAABxI/PbFBAhX2lrU/s1600-h/2807_93410167867_758132867_2622783_7752177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTAD7ED-_I/AAAAAAAABxI/PbFBAhX2lrU/s320/2807_93410167867_758132867_2622783_7752177_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333599032340380658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTAD7ED-_I/AAAAAAAABxI/PbFBAhX2lrU/s1600-h/2807_93410167867_758132867_2622783_7752177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ferry was full of people- if you didn't by a ticket with a bed you got the ground (which was the same as a bed- you will see) Kinda reminded me of the 1700's cruise ships- sleeping on the poop deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTAD9LGnII/AAAAAAAABxQ/EpGbNRvDrKE/s320/4300_512018719862_164100495_30476157_4299098_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333599032906783874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our beds- basically carpeted floor and a solid brick shaped pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5K7K0hI/AAAAAAAABvA/RcXVZ6ORLrw/s1600-h/2807_93410027867_758132867_2622762_7492933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5K7K0hI/AAAAAAAABvA/RcXVZ6ORLrw/s320/2807_93410027867_758132867_2622762_7492933_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333597748107858450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bunk- Japanese style! How come I was the only one who could fit into them??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5FdT8YI/AAAAAAAABu4/cUB6SS90XDo/s1600-h/2807_93410017867_758132867_2622760_5474417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5FdT8YI/AAAAAAAABu4/cUB6SS90XDo/s320/2807_93410017867_758132867_2622760_5474417_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333597746640449922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5FdT8YI/AAAAAAAABu4/cUB6SS90XDo/s1600-h/2807_93410017867_758132867_2622760_5474417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ON the subway in Tokyo- NO swine flu getting on this subway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5agAL9I/AAAAAAAABvQ/flf0fXrgZqU/s1600-h/2807_93410042867_758132867_2622765_4322004_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5agAL9I/AAAAAAAABvQ/flf0fXrgZqU/s320/2807_93410042867_758132867_2622765_4322004_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333597752288882642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5agAL9I/AAAAAAAABvQ/flf0fXrgZqU/s1600-h/2807_93410042867_758132867_2622765_4322004_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Jolly White Giant- thanks for the track suit Adeng- We love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_ujnBgBI/AAAAAAAABwo/H3hsqnvQtFY/s1600-h/4300_512028275712_164100495_30476538_8148884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_ujnBgBI/AAAAAAAABwo/H3hsqnvQtFY/s320/4300_512028275712_164100495_30476538_8148884_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598665267314706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_ujnBgBI/AAAAAAAABwo/H3hsqnvQtFY/s1600-h/4300_512028275712_164100495_30476538_8148884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Army tattoo, Its REAL.... thanks Madeline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_uvJBNLI/AAAAAAAABwg/up0j-BGSmzo/s1600-h/4300_512028230802_164100495_30476529_8076092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_uvJBNLI/AAAAAAAABwg/up0j-BGSmzo/s320/4300_512028230802_164100495_30476529_8076092_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598668362691762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_uvJBNLI/AAAAAAAABwg/up0j-BGSmzo/s1600-h/4300_512028230802_164100495_30476529_8076092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angela reads like a mad woman- thus she sleeps like a mad woman too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_ufrUmKI/AAAAAAAABwY/cuHVgShds0M/s1600-h/4300_512028305652_164100495_30476544_978578_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_ufrUmKI/AAAAAAAABwY/cuHVgShds0M/s320/4300_512028305652_164100495_30476544_978578_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598664211601570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_ufrUmKI/AAAAAAAABwY/cuHVgShds0M/s1600-h/4300_512028305652_164100495_30476544_978578_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While it rains the slumber party starts! Nails first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_uTYzNYI/AAAAAAAABwQ/XACo5GDwqIk/s1600-h/4300_512028215832_164100495_30476526_6365727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_uTYzNYI/AAAAAAAABwQ/XACo5GDwqIk/s320/4300_512028215832_164100495_30476526_6365727_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598660912690562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_uTYzNYI/AAAAAAAABwQ/XACo5GDwqIk/s1600-h/4300_512028215832_164100495_30476526_6365727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy pictures- we always do this- it is great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_t0Ht7VI/AAAAAAAABwI/9fQmEqSQmZo/s1600-h/4300_512028250762_164100495_30476533_961395_n.jpg" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_t0Ht7VI/AAAAAAAABwI/9fQmEqSQmZo/s1600-h/4300_512028250762_164100495_30476533_961395_n.jpg" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_t0Ht7VI/AAAAAAAABwI/9fQmEqSQmZo/s320/4300_512028250762_164100495_30476533_961395_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598652519542098" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much Rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTADmSHQNI/AAAAAAAABw4/UymNMx57bKs/s1600-h/4300_512028285692_164100495_30476540_500520_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTADmSHQNI/AAAAAAAABw4/UymNMx57bKs/s320/4300_512028285692_164100495_30476540_500520_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333599026762170578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can read a peanut clock? NOt ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_V0AAGEI/AAAAAAAABwA/P0QwU-kQgNY/s1600-h/4300_512028290682_164100495_30476541_6464013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_V0AAGEI/AAAAAAAABwA/P0QwU-kQgNY/s320/4300_512028290682_164100495_30476541_6464013_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598240170317890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_V0AAGEI/AAAAAAAABwA/P0QwU-kQgNY/s1600-h/4300_512028290682_164100495_30476541_6464013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok we were so bored at one time we watched this anime show about a boy who turned into a bird and fought other birds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_V7ub2xI/AAAAAAAABv4/3z8mB6b35NI/s1600-h/4300_512028180902_164100495_30476519_4000340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_V7ub2xI/AAAAAAAABv4/3z8mB6b35NI/s320/4300_512028180902_164100495_30476519_4000340_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598242244123410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_V7ub2xI/AAAAAAAABv4/3z8mB6b35NI/s1600-h/4300_512028180902_164100495_30476519_4000340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE fought bugs all week- I have about 15 bug bites all over- from head to toe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_VvdGbSI/AAAAAAAABvw/JMkAC-33orU/s1600-h/4300_512028315632_164100495_30476546_5736931_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_VvdGbSI/AAAAAAAABvw/JMkAC-33orU/s320/4300_512028315632_164100495_30476546_5736931_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598238950190370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_VvdGbSI/AAAAAAAABvw/JMkAC-33orU/s1600-h/4300_512028315632_164100495_30476546_5736931_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our food at the Pension/hostel- It was AMAZING! HOME cooking please. This is sashimi- raw fish- delish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_Vs6YnxI/AAAAAAAABvo/pt6yzLVRKQU/s1600-h/4300_512028320622_164100495_30476547_2567666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_Vs6YnxI/AAAAAAAABvo/pt6yzLVRKQU/s320/4300_512028320622_164100495_30476547_2567666_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598238267711250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_Vs6YnxI/AAAAAAAABvo/pt6yzLVRKQU/s1600-h/4300_512028320622_164100495_30476547_2567666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was a fish- not sure what it was but IT WAS my FAV of all the meals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_VY3e83I/AAAAAAAABvg/gnqEgWakW74/s1600-h/4300_512028160942_164100495_30476515_862763_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_VY3e83I/AAAAAAAABvg/gnqEgWakW74/s320/4300_512028160942_164100495_30476515_862763_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598232886834034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS_VY3e83I/AAAAAAAABvg/gnqEgWakW74/s1600-h/4300_512028160942_164100495_30476515_862763_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More sashimi boats- raw fish! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5m4McdI/AAAAAAAABvY/LtvACx8DNnA/s1600-h/4300_512028155952_164100495_30476514_491738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5m4McdI/AAAAAAAABvY/LtvACx8DNnA/s320/4300_512028155952_164100495_30476514_491738_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333597755611574738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5m4McdI/AAAAAAAABvY/LtvACx8DNnA/s1600-h/4300_512028155952_164100495_30476514_491738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EATING- family style! It was so great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgS-5YIqtqI/AAAAAAAABvI/ULMKTQvxr0k/s320/4300_512028175912_164100495_30476518_1953439_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333597751654135458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last I can't believe I am doing this- This is the spider I was talking about- I can't stand it- GROSS. IT was huge- if you need to take care of bugs then get a monkey! (ps it made me gag on my Ice Cream- what a jerk!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTDpW46uMI/AAAAAAAABxo/PaMyw0-xit8/s1600-h/4300_512028350562_164100495_30476553_5975488_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTDpW46uMI/AAAAAAAABxo/PaMyw0-xit8/s320/4300_512028350562_164100495_30476553_5975488_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333602973999872194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;US getting ready to board- this pic proves- rain or shine- it is not the weather that dictates the vacation but the wonderful friends you have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTDpOiehHI/AAAAAAAABxg/hf5mNnjL0G4/s1600-h/2807_93410137867_758132867_2622778_26174_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTDpOiehHI/AAAAAAAABxg/hf5mNnjL0G4/s320/2807_93410137867_758132867_2622778_26174_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333602971758265458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angela and コーヒー (coffee) milk I had. She doesn't like coffee but I do. Also if you look at the man on the poster- we see him everywhere- and if you look close Angela does look Japanese- man I captured Japan in one pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTDo48vjaI/AAAAAAAABxY/GyWHpREL-Ns/s1600-h/2807_93410142867_758132867_2622779_7351157_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTDo48vjaI/AAAAAAAABxY/GyWHpREL-Ns/s320/2807_93410142867_758132867_2622779_7351157_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333602965962853794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scrabble please- I take my tiles everywhere. This vacation we even played a game with some Japanese surfers- and they won- (we are loosing out English).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: ..the word- Juxtaposition- love it use it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-975537496222791054?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/975537496222791054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=975537496222791054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/975537496222791054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/975537496222791054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-seaweed-onegaishimasu.html' title='MORE SEAWEED, Onegaishimasu!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgTADR2MGGI/AAAAAAAABww/YCHrxxhdYY8/s72-c/4300_512018694912_164100495_30476152_6918328_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5834190475208803614</id><published>2009-05-07T16:34:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:20:30.056+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niijima trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden week'/><title type='text'>Back from the Island off the Island....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXdPKKCqI/AAAAAAAABto/_sV28t8MX5Q/s1600-h/DSC02846.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXdPKKCqI/AAAAAAAABto/_sV28t8MX5Q/s320/DSC02846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333061806045399714" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Minasan, Konnichiwa! Hey I am back at school checking back in with you as I get back to the grind of work and of non- vacation life. So as the Maria (Sound of Music) would instruct- Lets start at the very beginning a very good place to start......When you read you begin with ABC when you vacation, for Golden WEEK,  you begin with NIJIMA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXdfZRpXI/AAAAAAAABtw/Bi_oiCd73vY/s320/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333061810403779954" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Pacific from the Onsen we chilled at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So it all starts on Sunday May 3. We head for the Big Mikan- in hopes of a wonderful meal before the overnight ferry that will take us to the Island. (sounds like a line from that movie called the Island.) Any who, we end up with coslaw from KFC for lunch but a kicker of TGIFridays for dinner. It was a great choice! Well we go to board the ferry around 10 pm and sit there for about another hour just enjoying the unusually warm day along with the combination of gasoline from the ferry and the smokers surrounding us. (so we were definitely high before boarding) Then we go to get on this ferry (to which we thought maybe the smallest tug boat with mickey sitting on top whistling and dancing....) but we were pleasantly surprised at the small cruise ship we boarded. It was huge. We ran to catch a bed down down stairs (on the poop deck) but realized that by bed they meant laying on the cement ground with a brick shaped pillow (the small kind) and duck tape to show our boundaries. (Man I use to use pillows to separate people while slumber partying but duck tape - that is not thick enough for the rolly type of sleeper.) (Danger ensued). Or not- thank fully we could lay down and sleep during the 6-7 hour boat ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXd1FuNHI/AAAAAAAABt4/JYgMKhB4TFw/s1600-h/DSC02879.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXd1FuNHI/AAAAAAAABt4/JYgMKhB4TFw/s320/DSC02879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333061816227345522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By the Beach!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Monday May 4th- We were awoken by the most annoying happy song as we reached the first island. We were at the second island so we hoped to be able to fall right back to sleep after hearing this whistling toon that was too happy for about 500 am. BUT then what ensued burnt a deep dislike for birds of any kind but especially the happy ones who just won't leave you alone. As we lay there this CD of bird noises kept us awake and ruined any potential for sleep. Many were yelling- shut off the birds- but no one would listen (or maybe that is not what they were saying- it was in Japanese so I could have a bad translation-but I said it in English and hoped for results but saw none.) So that was ridiculous. Next our island 630m. We got off to the wonderful sun and crash of the Pacific Ocean on the beach. We were met by our host- Mr. Watanabe (or whatever his name was this name is like the Mr smith of Japan so i chose it) and we were whisked away to the house to which we had a room. (And side note- my name translated MA-RRY CHEESU- to which I received a relief laugh when  I told him my name was KEESU not CHEESU- so he insisted to call me CHESSU san- I loved it!). Then we changed into our beach wears and headed out. WE rented their biked for 500 yen (5 dolla a day) and we were give no LOCKS- that is how great these bikes were. They had huge tires but short seats- to short for me too- and the rust was deep. It was FABULOUS! with a YOSH we headed to find the beach- Not knowing we would have the best leg workouts to find the beach! We road around the beaches for a while looking for people or something- there were no people on the beach- HWHAT? but we found a ONSEN- public bath (swimsuits one) and took a dive into warm onsen water to start the day and the tans/ burns. We met some sweet people and just enjoyed the sun for a few hours before traveling to find dinner. (side note while at this onsen there were many places with lot of rocks and Angela became our Little Hawaiian Mermaid, Annie- our Sunscreen Queen, and ME- well more like the lover of bugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXeRjdttI/AAAAAAAABuA/bViHNxE0p9Q/s1600-h/DSC02881.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXeRjdttI/AAAAAAAABuA/bViHNxE0p9Q/s320/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333061823868286674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The wonderful view- reminded us of Jurassic Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tuesday and Wed- May 5th and 6th. It rained both days but did that stop us- well not really! We went out on the bikes and soaked ourselves on Tuesday to get out and shop around a little and then enjoy some sweet games of Scrabble- and meeting more gaijin who came for the island but who got rain instead. Then we went back to this liquor shop where we got all our supplies- just kidd'n- we got ice cream everyday- great softo creamu- banilla- and bdu beddy- sugoi! BUt the second day we walked in and got ice cream and THEN THERE WAS THE SPIDER- I am not one who can deal with spiders well and this one was over the size of my hand! You might be thinking- seriously as big as your hand- But truth be told- It was! there will be pics up by some friends soon that is the pics of it- CRAZY SCARRY! I was creeped and kinda nauseated while eating my ice ice for the day trying not to face it- grosss. I believe it was greenish brown and just chilling on the wall- but after one look I couldn't think about it any more. Why was it there- the man said- it takes care of the bugs- SERIOUSLY GET A CAGE FOR THAT- creeper! AHHH I am actually writing this part from my couch and have my feet elevated kinda waiting to get this done- Ok I am done- no bad dreams tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdvQP_FYI/AAAAAAAABug/nub5WQrlzIY/s1600-h/DSC02918.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdvQP_FYI/AAAAAAAABug/nub5WQrlzIY/s320/DSC02918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333068712645694850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cold on the ferry weathering the wind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But other than that- we met some cool people on the last few days. The owners of the pension were this sweet family who opened up their house for visitors. Its their business. They were so cute and offered us everything. They cooked two meals where we ate with the other guests and just ate family style-it was great. I felt like they were our family! Also the other guests we said things like hello to but one couple had this little bitty girl who would just stare at us and then when she ate was so CUTE, oh my it was the high light of my day to see her and watch her interact with her family! CUTE! Then we had the surfer dudes- a group of three high school boys- oh wait they were in college ( i must have taken them at their attitude-hehe) but no they actually were not that bad. At first they were the ridiculous boys who try to speak English just to draw attention to themselves but really just make fools of themselves, but after bearing the ridiculousness at the end I did play a reasonable game of Scrabble with them- and they turned out to be less ridiculous but they were still pretty surfer stereotypical! ( it happens in Cali and Japan). Any who, this was wed- we chilled for a while enjoying breakfast, and just packing up. and killing the last of the mosquitoes that bugged us in our room- we had so many bugs in there and wondered where they came from- frustration. And just playing scrabble then heading to the ferry. IT was so windy and so many people! WOW. They were just lying all over the stairs and open floor wherever they could. We were glad to have the bunk rooms just to get away from everyone but it was kinda fun seeing all the people just chilling together. We just walked all over that ferry singing, being blown around and rained on- basically just enjoying being wet and smelling like a wet dog! The ride home was more rough than going to the island but it was a fun ride! The views were great! We also saw some of our friends (or people we have said hi to) and it was kinda like- hey I know you- that is cool! so many surf boards. SWEET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdvhN0acI/AAAAAAAABuo/eCK4leEAMnI/s1600-h/DSC02876.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdvhN0acI/AAAAAAAABuo/eCK4leEAMnI/s320/DSC02876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333068717200009666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At the Onsen- Filling in tan lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;so you could say this was a sweet trip what a great time! We all just laughed- watched ridiculous Japanese TV variety shows showcasing random acts, walking, biking, some sun burns, and just being together! SUGOI! IT was a great trip to the Island off the Island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdv3LTxnI/AAAAAAAABuw/o9URxy3JLgI/s1600-h/DSC02914.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdv3LTxnI/AAAAAAAABuw/o9URxy3JLgI/s320/DSC02914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333068723095062130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ferry pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Remember: The color purple and green are reserved for a big dino that loves many people. Don't put it on a coat and wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdvN6IfcI/AAAAAAAABuY/5q71d1nZseE/s1600-h/DSC02906.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdvN6IfcI/AAAAAAAABuY/5q71d1nZseE/s320/DSC02906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333068712017165762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We slept in these caskets/beds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdurJoF6I/AAAAAAAABuQ/6k95duVZdtA/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLdurJoF6I/AAAAAAAABuQ/6k95duVZdtA/s320/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333068702686910370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="text-align: center;margin-left: 0in; text-indent: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Real surfers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto;text-indent: 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ps If you were wondering we did get the stares that said- AMERICANS- they may have the swine flu...... We just coughed and moved on...  (not to be offensive but it has been ridiculous here)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5834190475208803614?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5834190475208803614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5834190475208803614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5834190475208803614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5834190475208803614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-island-off-island.html' title='Back from the Island off the Island....'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SgLXdPKKCqI/AAAAAAAABto/_sV28t8MX5Q/s72-c/DSC02846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8925981852089189416</id><published>2009-05-01T11:45:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:22:19.398+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Things are happening.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SfpqrBVlttI/AAAAAAAABtY/g1mZQhZuVoA/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SfpqrBVlttI/AAAAAAAABtY/g1mZQhZuVoA/s320/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330690396272309970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Random thoughts before lunch....&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Golden Week is quickly approaching- the week- or 4 days that most of Japan travels- kinda the big even that gets people out and about- thus there is a raise in prices of everything as well as more people just being out- which in and of its self would just be more stressful- due to so many people living here anyway! (sorry long run on). SO what am I doing? Well of course I am traveling to an island off the main island for more beach time- and hopefully to scare a few Japanese people with getting a tan (here that is so bad). Any who, We are going to a place called- Nijima- it is more touristy but a wonderful spot to get away from the hussle and bussle of life here and have time with my family here! We are going from Sunday- on a ferry for 8 hours- till Wednesday. I am totally ready to go now but have about 6 hours of sitting here doing nothing till I can go get ready! But any who I will update with pics and news after I return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, the pig flu is the main topic of conversation lately because of the severity and the travel plans of so many people. This Golden Week is usually planned for about 1 year in advance so a huge plan. the travel plans of many people are changing. Many are not traveling outside of the Country and staying close- which is very rare for this time. Many are still planning to leave the country but are under very strict education of how to not get sick and not bring it back. If there was ever a person to get the flu here (which there is one prefecture who has it- a person from Canada brought it) then they shut down the schools till it is worked through. This could be a very scary thing- just as it is in the USA now. I have been praying heavily for the safety of people around the world who have this flu and for the speedy making of a anti-virus shot or vaccine. But God is still on his thrown and because of that He will take care of his own. I believe God is above this and will help us through this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who, Happy May Day. This is the day which signifies the great spring weather that will be coming and the happy green earth that we have. As far as Japan it is very green and warm but the states- looks like rain- but that April rain brings May flowers! (that is ridiculous) any who Happy May day- I have been making various origami flowers for my teachers to celebrate this uncelebrated holiday. I would rather have baskets of popcorn and candy to give out but with limited popcorn and baskets I shall turn to the endless supply of origami paper to fulfill this celebration. I think the tulip is the choice of flower for it is way easier than an iris and my big fingers can handle it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I want to address my lack of ability to write good blogs- yet my want to do so. I am sorry GOMENE- to those who have stopped reading my blog due to the lack of interest they ensue. I have wanted to write something but have just been so random I need to focus my thoughts. AHHHH. Sorry and please write in and tell me what I should write about... I need to do more about Japan.... that will come especially after Golden Week.... Or maybe about how this morning I put my coffee in a thermos that had soup in it last night and so the end of my coffee was much like a soup smoothy- yet because of my determination to drink my coffee and not leave anything out- I downed it like there was no tomorrow (as Napoleon would say- GROSS), or how I tried to out run the train today as I usually do on Fridays but got stopped by it and thus had to bike like a crazy person to make it to a meeting which I do not understand anything that is happening ever but if I am late, looks bad, or how there was a pigeon that joined my lesson this morning staring in the window which thus- distracted the students to the point that one threw something at it to get it away from the window, or how there is a meeting or something this after noon but I am completely lost to what is happening but have to stay here for like 5 hours just sitting here typing and just enjoying the breeze- yet my legs fall asleep from sitting here- and the impatience of my self wanting to jump out the window and just run free saying- EHHHHHH? well other than that- my blogs seem just to random for the common good- so I ask- what would you want to hear about??? What would interest you (based on my circumstances and lack of writing ability- let me know so I can interest you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rememeber: It is a pretty desperate blogger to have to ask the audience for help- but I have come to that point- So please help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8925981852089189416?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8925981852089189416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8925981852089189416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8925981852089189416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8925981852089189416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-are-happening.html' title='Things are happening.....'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SfpqrBVlttI/AAAAAAAABtY/g1mZQhZuVoA/s72-c/DSC01543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4963129758942363965</id><published>2009-04-30T15:28:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:49:15.971+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favs'/><title type='text'>Thought from Oswald....and God</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been struck by reading Oswald chambers. He is quite the author of words from God. I think a lot of what he says speaks to me through the word of God. His words are better written than mine so I shall scape to his words- Just a Guz of Oswald and God- (some are just verses that have touched me lately.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The foundations from which love flow are in God, not in us.- Oswald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Foundations of His love are in the Holy Spirit.-Oswald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;-If we try to prove to God how much we love Him, it is a sure sign that we really don’t love Him. The evidence of our love for Him is the absolute spontaneity of our love, which flows naturally from His nature within us. And when we look back, we will not be able to determine why we did certain things, but we can know that we did them according to the spontaneous nature of His love in us. The life of God exhibits itself in this spontaneous way because the fountains of His love are in the Holy Spirit.-Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delight yourself in the Lord&lt;/span&gt; and he will give you the desires of your heart.-(Psalms 37:4).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gideon&lt;/span&gt; (Judges 6-8): 6:17-Gideon replied, "If now I have found favor in your eyes give me a sign that is it really you talking to me." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Judges 6:39- Then Gideon said to God, "Don't be angry with me. Let me make just one more request. Allow me one more test with the fleece. This time make the fleece dry and the ground covered with dew. 40-That night God did so.... (Feel the closeness of the relationship between Gideon and God).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fun--"Separate those who lap the water with their tongues like a dog from those who kneel down to drink."-God (watch who watched you drink water from a stream who knows if you will be separated because of it!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-James- all of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Do you lap water or kneel down to drink? Someone may be watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4963129758942363965?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4963129758942363965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4963129758942363965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4963129758942363965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4963129758942363965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/thought-from-oswaldand-god.html' title='Thought from Oswald....and God'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3085552184485827232</id><published>2009-04-27T13:48:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:17:55.138+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates on Gods grace and love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blueberry bagels'/><title type='text'>Have you ever indulged in burnt blueberry bagels?</title><content type='html'>Just for a wonderful update on life I choose the personal narrative style of repeating the wonders of the day to those of you who care enough to take a guz of this semi-lame blog....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today started as it usually does with the sun. Lately the lack of time changing send the sun up here at about 500 am. Due to this, and the thin slit that is always left in my curtains due to me pulling to hard to close them at night, my personal (ability to wake myself up so easily when the sun rises) has set a soundless alarm for 500 am, to which I shut it off and force the covers over my head in hopes for a 45 min nap till I have to wake up. When that doesn't work I just get up and get started.... Today was one of those days, not that this is a bad thing but one to which the coffee in my cup is always gone before my craving for it stops. Anywho I woke worked out, ran, made coffee, ironed my pants, showered, and threw in a blueberry bagel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now blueberry bagels are few and far between here in Japan. My local Ogino- supermarket- does not have a bakery thus no bagels, and I have to ride about 15 mins to get a good supermarket which has bagels. SO, to my delight I bought some as I was out and about on Sunday to enjoy on Monday. SUGOI! As I set my timer on the only toaster I have, I went to enjoy the sound of my coffee maker and get ready for the day. Then I heard the bell- DING (or go kachink (the ding sound in Japan)). I ran over to see a very little smoke rising from my toaster and opened to see these circular burnt shards of what some would like to call bagels. My reaction shocked myself (since no one else was there I might have shocked you too). I didn't yell or throw them away. I said to myself- these bagels have been waiting for my belly lets let them do what they have been called to do. So I put butter on them and took them into my secondary room where I prep for the day (with chants and grunts- no but it would be great). As I picked up the shards and began to chew- I was filled with so much joy. I was shocked again. Then I realized that food is not always what it tastes like but what music accompanies the taste. I was listening to Sarah  Reeves- a free new Itunes song I downloaded the other day. The song is what made the bagel return to its prior stage of magnificent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Reeves was unknown to me before two days ago. She was not a singer, or christian artist, she was just floating around someone else's radio shooting the breeze. Then it hit me. The song "Come Save" is the most inspiring song I have heard in so long from Christian Music. Her voice is light and sweet, on top of  a relaxing acoustic backdrop. The words come save are repeated again and again (within this song) to which I found complete delight in. This song is a craving for Jesus to come save us from ourselves, our pride, our mediocrity, and reminds us that the earth cries his name as well as "your sons and daughters" cry for you- (which is a reminder that we cry his name just being alive - for we were created to worship him- whether we choose to or not we have his fingerprints). With this song repeated every time I put my earphones in my ears. My world has become different and the bagel restored to a state which was less burnt and more like a well done toast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, I finished the bagel (and trust me it was all black- and looked more like a piece of charcoal- no joke), and enjoyed the flavor of Christ which takes our mistakes and failings and turns them into less of what "they" are and more like "HE" is. So sometime- indulge in a burnt blueberry bagel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Bagels and Muffins are wonderful things- sometimes it is better to have a burnt one than none at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3085552184485827232?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3085552184485827232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3085552184485827232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3085552184485827232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3085552184485827232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-indulged-in-burnt.html' title='Have you ever indulged in burnt blueberry bagels?'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-7584044345822475109</id><published>2009-04-21T13:33:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:33:21.154+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ridiculousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mindless Blogging.. Straight from the mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5XOsg4voI/AAAAAAAABtQ/3d01sjawaEw/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5XOsg4voI/AAAAAAAABtQ/3d01sjawaEw/s320/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327291319204757122" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So one thing I have become very bad at lately is updating and emailing and keeping all the connections I have wanted to. The school year has started and I have slide into some laziness. I am sorry. Since my new job, my parents coming, a sweet birthday party weekend for a friend, my brain and fingers have been very slow and my motivation a little raw. So I beg to offer you a mindless blog, one of Molly's old favorites. This is the preface, I am tired and wanting to update. So I shall start typing and skip to many different topics, in random form and thus the game for you is to see if you can follow. If so you have mastered a Molly blog. If not please try again- it is a rarity indeed that I would thus sit speak to you in such a form. Well so it shall begin..... Kowaii desu ne (scarry yes?) You could say this is the Milk As Milked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For starters, I have had around a week and almost a half of teaching since the rents came to visit. They have been very good and a reminder of what life is really like. I have two new teachers plus a total of 14 new at the school so it has been a surprise for me. With the new blood has come a few teachers who are a little less afraid to talk with me and acknowledge I exist. I have had a delight to speak more words of English and Japanese because of them. To that I say Praise God- It has been a prayer request for about 8 months that people would be less afraid of me- and God is still wonderful! Besides that I have more classes at this school meaning just a mush of student time which I love. They are better at responding to me and not being afraid of me too (I never knew people could be so afraid of me hehhehhe). But I have found that as I step into the hallway and force a few conversations students then start to feel comfortable with me and approach me to say random things which I love. Even the new cute children (first graders who are really 7th graders but look like 3 graders!!!) are less afraid to try out their English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5W3e1F7RI/AAAAAAAABtI/0JKDxGMXrls/s1600-h/DSC01509.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5W3e1F7RI/AAAAAAAABtI/0JKDxGMXrls/s320/DSC01509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327290920394419474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As far as  traveling I will take the next couple weeks off then go on a great vacation with my friends here to IZU pennisula- it is on the coast and we will ferry to one of the islands off Japan and rough it for a few days soaking in the sun and relaxing times. I am looking forward to this knowing it is one of my last big trips before leaving. I have begun to descend on the I am leaving slope- not wanting to yet but knowing it is coming it excites me but also frightens me. There are many thing to do yet, many things to see, and also as I return there are so many things to do in the month between July 18 and when I start at Columbus Junction in August! But knowing God is good I stand on his promise that he will never leave me nor forsake me. So I shall rise with peace knowing that He who has brought me this far will sustain me till his coming! (Amen- I needed that!) Also, I am trying to focus on being completely here and enjoying this different culture and work experience till I return to the United States and a busier life entails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As I sit here, I am almost falling asleep. This rarely happens to me but when it does things just swirl around me and I feel kinda like I am just doing things so I will stay awake- oh but I am. hence this blog- ( not to be confused with me not loving all of you and doing this more often I just need something that keeps my brain on the up and up for a while). I am reminded that as I write this it is 12:21am in America and I would rather be sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5WqDYKFmI/AAAAAAAABtA/RNVGZgtgBW8/s1600-h/n16907299_39025650_7781.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5WqDYKFmI/AAAAAAAABtA/RNVGZgtgBW8/s320/n16907299_39025650_7781.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327290689687000674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well the ramblings continue- I just read the daily devo from Oswald Chambers-(my fav) and he had some great things to say- that I shall repeat. He talked about how we are constantly searching to see the mystery of God and in the process hurting HIM. How? Well, because the mystery of God is NOW not then or will be it is constant and always there, we just see it in different ways. Have I been with you so long, and yet you have not known Me, Philip?-John 14:9. Talk about a "shock to the heart", I think I do this so much while in Japan- I still question-"What is my purpose here?" and in that I have been hurting the Lord, for he brought me here and is working I am just not looking in the right places. BEHHHH? Wow, did this just happen- a clarity form above- it usually does- it only takes just the mention of his name. Well for this I shall ponder in prayer- Be encouraged that when you are searching for the BIG stuff- and see none- God wants you to see him NOW no size is too big or small for him. NE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So the language review has just begun. I have been studying Japanese while being here and see the beginnings of good comprehension and now more verbal output. But as I look into the future- like star trek- I see the language of Spanish needing to be reviewed and relearned and better applied. I reread some things I wrote in College and wow I was def better then than now. It will be interesting to see the ups and downs of  the acquisition of two languages. Spanish is more of a review but here I am use to hearing Japanese and the grammar of Japanese so speaking Spanish in Japan has been very difficult as I try to form sentences. But I shall press on, praying that the languages are acquired so I can use them and use them well. Look forward to some Spanish blogs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well this seems to be the end of my coffee- I mean the end of the need to spill my brain. If this scares you- just try to have a conversation (in English) with me. It is just as confusing but thankfully my friends have acquired the tools to decipher this and for that I love them! Praise God from whom all blessings flow! May God be Glorified in you life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Remember: God is using you and revealing his mystery to you NOW- stop looking ahead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;~MOlly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I have now learned my first Japanese pop song and will be preforming it this weekend at our Karaoke night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-7584044345822475109?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/7584044345822475109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=7584044345822475109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7584044345822475109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7584044345822475109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/mindless-blogging-straight-from-mind.html' title='Mindless Blogging.. Straight from the mind...'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Se5XOsg4voI/AAAAAAAABtQ/3d01sjawaEw/s72-c/DSC02766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5469451201939004139</id><published>2009-04-13T21:28:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:47:39.946+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samurai'/><title type='text'>Ichijo San- Samurai General-NE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5FDUC9I/AAAAAAAABrg/ivn4eYV42nE/s320/DSC02770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324152941648808914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey look a gaijin (foreigner) dressed up like a samurai..... (stares, stares, stairs, stares). EHHH? Yes, It is me under that around 20 lbs of layered fabrics and things that resemble chain male. I got the rare privilege to dress up like a samurai to honor this famous samurai- Takeda Shingen. So to do this I became a samurai general a guarder of the big man himself! Also, I had to get up on a steed and prepare just in case I would need to swipe the heads off any person who would come close to Takeda. SO, Lets just take a look at this timely and somewhat painful experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw44ZJKdI/AAAAAAAABrY/qT8iKyWOPSI/s320/DSC02779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324152938250709458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dr. Molly to the rescue. This was step 1! First, I had to wear spats- or tights, a one hole toe sock and this Dr. coat under all of this. And there were these guys who came around and dressed everyone. It was great- I need one of those on a daily basis. (and no his mask was not to whisk away my smell- I took a shower!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5BBPW6I/AAAAAAAABro/ux0Krk3TLkI/s320/DSC02782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324152940566371234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, A pair of baggy knickers. They will be before to long! Any who- they started wrapping all these ropes around me and pulling them as snug possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5jgwFSI/AAAAAAAABr4/DcdVNKQpdh0/s320/DSC02787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324152949825344802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, Two guys came to start putting on the sleeves. It was intense- there was maybe 5 ties for these parts- they just kept coming up with more places to tie things. I was like- wow watch out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5X1mJUI/AAAAAAAABrw/Ysol_mx_KHw/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5X1mJUI/AAAAAAAABrw/Ysol_mx_KHw/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5X1mJUI/AAAAAAAABrw/Ysol_mx_KHw/s320/DSC02786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324152946691548482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After gearing up my knickers with these sweet shin guards (which might reflect a kick but not anything else) they put on the shoes- Hence the reason for the one hole toe sock. Man, you think that wearing flip flops would train you for this sock- NO WAY! IT was shoved onto my foot so much I def had a toe wedgie. Ehhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMydGUwNwI/AAAAAAAABsI/e_ZoyyK_M5I/s320/DSC02796_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324154659977312002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this picture I was almost done and there was this camera club taking so many pictures- ahhh. It was like- Hey look there are some Americans lets only take pictures of them. AHHHH! I was pretty sure they were practicing to be the paparazzi. They definitely had it down the whole annoying thing. Any who I was almost done! It was def heavy. All the weight was on my hips- man how did they do it. (and ride a horse?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMydRc6MFI/AAAAAAAABsQ/58gJDjH5P-U/s320/DSC02818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324154662964310098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Takao giving me some advice about being a samurai. See the corn emblem on my head- Yep they must have known I was from Iowa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMydW39ptI/AAAAAAAABsY/x65O9-EG2SE/s320/DSC02803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324154664419960530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Head check. Lets tie it so tight that it will never come off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMyc-WD_KI/AAAAAAAABsA/gydtRMI_sg8/s320/DSC02793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324154657835318434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How does it feel to be hugged all day long- Great! Every time I had something loose or needing to be changed, or I needed to go to the restroom- I got a hug! It was so nice. Most of the time I didn't have to ask- they were like the hug crew. They kept my spirits up as well as my pants! Great people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMydof2ybI/AAAAAAAABsg/r-jMCM_XROo/s320/DSC02816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324154669150685618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Done! Here we are with Takeda Shingen. See our hands on our swords- We are ready to get em! (ps- with all the get up it was hard to get the sword out! Man it was- I tried and almost fell over!) But it was great! I was all ready- and then I heard the sound of the noble steed who was going to carry me through this 5 hour parade! (yeah didn't expect that either). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeRltT93WsI/AAAAAAAABsw/3jFZVj9tnys/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeRltT93WsI/AAAAAAAABsw/3jFZVj9tnys/s320/DSC02827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324492488587041474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is where we met the mayor and took pics! It looks like we were all boys but there were about 4 girls. Also people couldn't tell if I was Japanese or not from the back- the first time that has happened! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeRltCk0KJI/AAAAAAAABso/jYBpQVbmGIs/s1600-h/DSC02832.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeRltCk0KJI/AAAAAAAABso/jYBpQVbmGIs/s1600-h/DSC02832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeRltCk0KJI/AAAAAAAABso/jYBpQVbmGIs/s320/DSC02832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324492483918571666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was after I mounted. The horse was sweet. The last time I rode a horse was in a horse camp in 5th grade and the horse was black too. Any who after hoisting myself plus about 20 lbs. on to the horse we walked and walked till the parade started! Thankfully i had a person to walk my horse- or I would have been in Kyoto (a news bulletin- A wild steed stampeded out of the Parade carrying a foreigner who look like the former English teacher in Kofu- they were found in Kyoto 8 hours away in the morning). Well these guys were great- they were so patient and let me off the horse many times- so I could rest the deadness in my legs and .. it was great!  The horses name was buck star- or at least that is what I heard. It was fun- and smelly- yeah  you noticed the lower left hand corner- yeah that was nothing the horse in front of us kept exploding. Also, he would let out these gassy explosions and we could do nothing about it but try to not keel over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeRltrqt78I/AAAAAAAABs4/k1RBeRgkbV0/s320/DSC02831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324492494949183426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Takeda festival was fun! These guys were holding a huge shrine of sorts- chanting and saying yosh... They would carry it all over and switch men half the way through. Wow it was great to see Kofu from the horse but seriously I will not be riding a horse for the next few years- I need sometime off. Anywho- it was great time. To see the faces of the kids when I went by and they realized I was not Japanese- and the old ladies who would yell and look at me- Ohhh gaijin gaijin! hehehe it was a fantastic opportunity that will always remind me- samurai  need a new outfit- man some lighter fabrics or something! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: When you ride a horse for 5 hours you get this tipsy feeling after- do not go and jump in a pool- Man that would make anyone barf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5469451201939004139?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5469451201939004139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5469451201939004139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5469451201939004139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5469451201939004139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/ichijo-san-samurai-general-ne.html' title='Ichijo San- Samurai General-NE!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMw5FDUC9I/AAAAAAAABrg/ivn4eYV42nE/s72-c/DSC02770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4657698653956601644</id><published>2009-04-13T21:12:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:28:00.129+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter shimashiyo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMvuxM07MI/AAAAAAAABrQ/5EUmSx_-JgE/s1600-h/DSC02731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMvuxM07MI/AAAAAAAABrQ/5EUmSx_-JgE/s320/DSC02731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324151665009683650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Minasan, Konbawa. nana ji jusan pun desu. (pun or fun- wakanai). It is about 7:13 on Monday morning in the US but for us in Japan it's 9:13 at night Monday night. I forget that I have not reset my clock on my computer and always feel like I back up about 14 hours in a day. Any who, This first blog is more of a reminder for me of some of my discombobulated, ambiguous feelings of a Japanese Easter. I had written a few journals and just want to share some insight into celebrating a christian holiday in a religiously God-less society (I say religiously- because God is def here just not worshiped. NE! SO here we go.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;As i wrote my thoughts today on the -whatever you call it- the thoughts area (on facebook)- I was so baffled by the simplicity of Easter in America- and trying to grasp the concept of Easter in Japan- I am left only with ambiguity and yet a sense of God that I can't express.  So I say all this to say- Easter is different here. In this (religiously speaking) God-less country- I have&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;felt more of a fight to keep my beliefs and what I care about so important&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in the forefront. There are no visual expressions of Easter other than candy (but no decorations that express Easter- nothing), and with little communication and religious differences there is even less said, yet I know God is here and moving. So today (my Easter) I feel as if this is a fight in me to keep alive the Glory of God yet I rest in the peace of God as I seek out Easter in a non-religious community who will wake up tomorrow and replace the Sunday- Easter celebration with a parade for a Samurai King. This is all to confusing and way to much to share so I will keep it short and maybe later share this ambiguity and moving in my spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That was a journal I wrote after pondering what Easter was like in Japan. I think both my Christmas and Easter have been similar- so strange that nothing is seen- no one talks about it. Especially Easter- even less is done than Christmas. So I venture to remark that Easter this year was a peaceful- battle. A battle to keep my heart and head focused, and peaceful knowing God is here- and that means remembering the blood shed and the resurrection of the ONE true God the name above all name and at that name every knee shall bow on heaven and earth and under the earth, so we could spread his name, his love, his grace, and the knowledge of God to others. No matter where you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Remember: I am not the only one who feels like this- who struggled with this Easter and Christmas- so lets remember on these wonderful days to pray for those missionaries who choose to leave the reminders of each christian holiday and seek God in other areas of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;~MOlly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4657698653956601644?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4657698653956601644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4657698653956601644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4657698653956601644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4657698653956601644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-shimashiyo.html' title='Easter shimashiyo!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SeMvuxM07MI/AAAAAAAABrQ/5EUmSx_-JgE/s72-c/DSC02731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5521186284039702298</id><published>2009-04-07T23:10:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:38:25.619+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='takeda shingen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionaries'/><title type='text'>Reflections at 11:13 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdtfY7r4xGI/AAAAAAAABqw/UhpKbCa9oj8/s1600-h/2652_511577114842_164100495_30464212_985270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdtfY7r4xGI/AAAAAAAABqw/UhpKbCa9oj8/s320/2652_511577114842_164100495_30464212_985270_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321952266611639394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annie McInnis- aka a real missionary- Praise God I got to meet her- wow God is good! (oh and missionaries can make the behhh-Japanese what-face.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Irashaimasen. Welcome to my blog again. For a while I have been out of order-since I have been given the wonderful opportunity to serve my rents by giving them a trip to Japan. I have been so blessed this year and wanted to serve my rents who have given everything then some for me and Katy. I just praise God for this opportunity- it doesn't happen a lot. And as Thursday approaches and Mom returns to the US- I have been taking sometime reflecting with them all that has happened this year- in order to give Glory to God. Here are a few praises- I have been lead here to Japan, lead by God- struggled with many things but never alone- have learned so many great things about another culture and myself- begun to learn how to live alone- and THE one I want to focus on now is God placing me here to be a witness and barnabas to some Paul's here in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First, I met a wonderful lady Roberta Koishi who started as a missionary in Japan, and then married a wonderful man Takao and has lived here in Japan for over 40 years. She has become the mother of the Program I am a part of and I love her more than words. Her stories of life in Japan, of struggling to learn this culture and language, and seeing God move in so many ways has been a huge impact on my life. God new what I needed - a wonderful women of God to encourage me and encourage my short-term missions work here in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second, I met Annie McInnis. She came to Japan at the same time I did. She graduated from Morningside College (which is a rival to NW- but I forgave her for that too!) and runs, praises God, and is a God-sent sister in Christ for me this year. We have started a Bible Study, helped in the church through our ability to mime dramas, sing and raise our hands in church, and just become sisters! She is a unique lady- she loves God- has been called to be a missionary in Asia. She teachers elementary students and works so hard at church and has a wonderful boyfriend who loves the Lord so much and has been called to seminary in Tokyo for three years. Her life is just started here and her language is just blooming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who am I that God would bless me and give me the chance to serve these ladies and be so blessed by two missionaries in the field? Though I have not been called to serve Japan for life- God has shown me that I am here to help and support those who are staying. I see that the reason I came to Japan has been less about the teaching and more about seeking God and just saying yes to what he has for me to do. I was just thinking about that and wanted to share this wonderful reflection at 11:13 pm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdtfOhB9DaI/AAAAAAAABqo/_NObaAanqKY/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdtfOhB9DaI/AAAAAAAABqo/_NObaAanqKY/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdtfOhB9DaI/AAAAAAAABqo/_NObaAanqKY/s320/DSC02430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321952087657745826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roberta- seriously how cute is she- what a great lady (so brash- but not the bad kind)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: Drinking Tea is not just for the weak- seriously- Takeda Shingen (a popular-terminator style-samurai) drank it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps- this weekend is the HUGE Takeda Shingen Parade. I will be a fully dressed samurai guard on a horse. More updates as I experience being a samurai! I promise to slice a few bag guys. (You are thinking a girl samurai- seriously if Mulan can do it in china then I certainly can do it in Japan!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pssssss- Since this is a parade I have suggested adding a more American tradition- throwing things into the crowd- everyone was very excited and thought we could throw houto (a mix of noodles-and veggies that the samurai would eat before battle) Well that is a start....??? I thought a sword would be cooler but veggies it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5521186284039702298?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5521186284039702298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5521186284039702298' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5521186284039702298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5521186284039702298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflections-at-1113-pm.html' title='Reflections at 11:13 pm'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdtfY7r4xGI/AAAAAAAABqw/UhpKbCa9oj8/s72-c/2652_511577114842_164100495_30464212_985270_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3455765729625115625</id><published>2009-04-06T22:51:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:22:27.732+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan update'/><title type='text'>Where have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdoJXL9SrmI/AAAAAAAABqY/KsV7uIJqTP0/s1600-h/DSC02546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdoJXL9SrmI/AAAAAAAABqY/KsV7uIJqTP0/s320/DSC02546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321576203643170402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So those who have frequented my blog have wondered- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Doko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;? Where are ya? I know you would think that being on vacation would create endless time to email, blog, and catch up on life (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LiHUUU&lt;/span&gt;). Well that is the most ridiculous thing I have heard since they told me that I a tomato was a fruit- yeah still blows my mind. I have been so busy that I do not remember what happened after the last blog- but here goes a quick update of life in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the previous blog-The Red Letter Festival happened and we prayed in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My rents came March 23 and we stayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kofu&lt;/span&gt; for around 6 days then to Tokyo and took a night buss to Kyoto and Osaka for 3 days. Then a night bus to Tokyo and 3 days in Tokyo. And Then we flew dad back to America, and ventured back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kofu&lt;/span&gt; to rest and do lots of things. (if you want more info check &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; pics and it doesn't hurt to ask) It was a great trip that I could take with the rents plus my sister in Christ ANNIE! It was great! And God has blessed me this year so I could take care of my rents and set all this up and pay for many things- Thanks GOD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well today was crazy. Today marks the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month mark- I have been living in Japan for 8 months and have around 3 left. (I get home around July 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Any who&lt;/span&gt; we started schools today (that is what you get for having year round school= crazy start times. So the newbie 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders came today- so cute. They are mostly still children- they look short and ready to grow some here! Well we had new teachers- so I didn't know many teachers but God is def going to work in this school I believe it. There are some difficult teachers here and God will move in somehow I am just waiting and seeking to see what is up there. So it was an adjustment to go to this formality called a school ceremony to spend 3 hours introducing all the teacher, and rooms, and just random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;speeches&lt;/span&gt;  and such. But it is def something that is important here so it is def an experience. SO IS riding a bike with your skirt suit on. NE- I have had to do this twice now and for those who say riding a bike with a knee length skirt suit on is impossible I would say- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pssshhht&lt;/span&gt;. Totally possible. I did it twice today. A good para tennis shoes to get you to school and not riding towards any cars but with them is always good too. SO I can def cross that off my list- riding to school in all weather, in all clothes, and for everything. I love riding the bike- I have no other way but today would have been nice to have a car. But it was a beautiful day around 60-65 sunny and a great day to be stared at (what happens when you are seen by the parents of new students-they say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt; she is not Japanese-just stare and laugh) Hey I do like to make people laugh so I guess I am accomplishing goals here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Any who&lt;/span&gt; it was great and now one more week of resting to get me through this next three months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some Goals of mine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Enjoy my last three months- travel like crazy- do crazy things-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Use my Japanese-and not be timid (because for those of you who knew me in the US I was not so timid- but here I am quite quiet- many teachers say I am very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; for that reason).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Focus on God and seeking him for everything (this to set refocus the last three months but also keep moving closer to him so I can stay close as I start to transition in to the US).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Also get ready for Columbus Junction- God placed it in my lap and I believe that he is leading me. (this means to study more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;- and Japanese).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-stop making so many lists- well maybe- i make to many and find them to late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;EHHH&lt;/span&gt; yeah good to get those out to help the focus of my life and prayer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah I got a job at Columbus Junction in Iowa, about 3 hours south east of Des &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Monies&lt;/span&gt;. I had the interview via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Skye&lt;/span&gt; April 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and that night they offered it to me. And then I was kinda nervous trying to pray about it and get back to them by TODAY- so wow- God really spoke to me at church through a close friend and said- Stop being anxious- I am going ahead of you- And that calmed my spirit and I then thought- I should step through this door and if it is what Gods got for me that is what I want! (also it is one of the schools I actually liked out of all the ones I applied for). So the Glory to God for setting that up so easily. I emailed them and they are taking it to the board on the US Monday night and then I will start in August. It will be weird to work a full year teaching- as you know most teachers get the summer off- in Japan not true- I will work up to July 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and then about two weeks later be getting ready to teach again. But God is going before that too! Lots to do! Also I am excited I have the U of I close to me down there so academic opportunity as well as a great atmosphere and more churches than ever! yeah! (not to mention people who speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;). Any who that is what is up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry to bore most of you and interest probably only my family. But I need to get this out and document the trips so I do not forget. More great stories from the rents trip soon. We are having a blast! I gotta admit I love em! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: For those who wake up and speak English (and build relationships between the people you work with no matter how tough it can be) through out the day freely- It is a blessing- not every English speaker gets that. Count your blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I promise next will be more interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3455765729625115625?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3455765729625115625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3455765729625115625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3455765729625115625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3455765729625115625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where have you been?'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SdoJXL9SrmI/AAAAAAAABqY/KsV7uIJqTP0/s72-c/DSC02546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4964099295191415325</id><published>2009-03-17T15:24:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:45:01.381+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 miles  running in Japan The Red Letter Run'/><title type='text'>A time to seek.....</title><content type='html'>So, for those who are following and praying for "The Bridge" as this month of awareness is upon us, I would humbly ask for a prayer. Last weeks runs were beautiful and a wonderful experience for me. As I gave of my talents. Well, after resting on Sunday and giving God all the glory- Mondays preparatory run for this Friday was interesting. I ran and then felt a twinge of pain in my knees. I haven't felt this before and realized that since I ran so much last week my body needed more repair time that I didn't give it and it said NO WAY. So I would ask for a healing prayer over my knees- so that I can run some on Friday. I will definitely be sacrificing time and prayer on Friday but am not sure how many miles I will be able to run. Is this defeat- as the devil would say-NO way! This is a time for me to find other talents that I can give- and if you feel the same as me and need to be reminded of other talents you can give to support "The Bridge" I would ask you to pray that God would reveal them to you! I am searching also this week! God is good and I believe he will heal me completely. To God be the Glory great things he has done! Thank you for your prayers for "The Bridge" and for me! Lets remember talents are many thing- from prayer, to cooking, to biking, to walking, to fasting...... and so on! Seek and ye shall find!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: 4 days till the rents come to Japan! Oh  that is for me- remember- uhmmmm family is sweet- you can't choose em but if you had the choice you would choose the same ones you have- even with the ups and downs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;1 Corinthians 12:28 &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-28647" class="versenum" value="28" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;And in the church God has appointed first of all apostles, second prophets, third teachers, then workers of miracles, also those having gifts of healing, those able to help others, those with gifts of administration, and those speaking in different kinds of tongues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4964099295191415325?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4964099295191415325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4964099295191415325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4964099295191415325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4964099295191415325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-seek.html' title='A time to seek.....'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-2225915204134295563</id><published>2009-03-15T20:58:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:05:57.227+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beat boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><title type='text'>Some thing are universal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbzvxOlUk-I/AAAAAAAABqQ/g7qvw22xrWU/s1600-h/n10701783_38135028_7562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbzvxOlUk-I/AAAAAAAABqQ/g7qvw22xrWU/s320/n10701783_38135028_7562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313385289397605346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I am still not understanding quite everything that is ever said and may still wonder what is going on.... There are just a few things that are understandable such as beat boxing, boy bands, and breakdancing. Now this is a language that will never change! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7AFUXGQx8I&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7AFUXGQx8I&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Arashi Beat Box&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Arashi is a very famous boy band in Japan. You see them everywhere from Cup Noodle commercials to their own TV show. After seeing this on TV I just had to share this you tube video! How ridiculous but simple and understandable! From my perspective- ridiculous TV is better understood with ridiculous beat boxing and Boy Bands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PS Arashi does resemble the quintessence of boy bands- such as NSYNC or Backstreet Boys thus they are loved by some and purely enjoyed by others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Remember: Pray for the Bridge! This is a new week, new challenges, and new goals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-2225915204134295563?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/2225915204134295563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=2225915204134295563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2225915204134295563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2225915204134295563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-thing-are-universal.html' title='Some thing are universal!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbzvxOlUk-I/AAAAAAAABqQ/g7qvw22xrWU/s72-c/n10701783_38135028_7562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-3039686843827249255</id><published>2009-03-14T22:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:45:12.577+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 miles  running in Japan The Red Letter Run'/><title type='text'>The First 12 miles (or a 20k) it depends on whether you go metric or not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbuvI9S1IYI/AAAAAAAABp4/OK-khSZVH6A/s320/DSC02270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313032753840988546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the first 12 miles of The Red Letter Festival- Japan has begun and ended! The day started at 4:00 am when I woke up to a down pour of rain. EHHH? Well, God didn't call me to run (only if it was a perfect day) he just said go and so I ran! 6:00 came around and after bandaid-ing myself to prevent potential bleeding, we started! (We as me, GOd, Toby mac, The Afters, and Shane and Shane) I was surprised that even in the rain I had so many supporters with me. So as I began the run God was here! I was praying, running, and glorifying God. There were definite ups and downs but God protected my legs and I focused on him and praying for The Bridge!  I ran by many bridge homes and was reminded to pray for those in Japan who are homeless and are affected by domestic violence. Well around 2 hours later, I ran back to my bike and gave a shout out to our maker  thanking him for being all my sustenance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbuvJNyPhBI/AAAAAAAABqA/ZtwkTUodaD4/s1600-h/DSC02272.JPG" style=""&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbuvJNyPhBI/AAAAAAAABqA/ZtwkTUodaD4/s320/DSC02272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313032758267708434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Japan does supports "The Red Letter Festival"- I am not the only one! There are many people from church, and friends here who have been prayer warriors! And there are a few who have decided to support through running also! They are taking extra time and running to support! I appreciate everyone here in Japan who have taken this wonderful chance to give of what you talents God has given you to help others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbuvJWnTZEI/AAAAAAAABqI/-bu7ERYkkO4/s320/DSC02252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313032760637744194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so after this I did soak in my tub for the first time! It was a nice way to soothe the aches and pray more for the festival. (the candles are a nice addition but truly are just substitutes for the light that just blew out!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Run #1 was wonderful and I am looking forward to this Friday when we do this again! What a trip! I never thought that I would be able to do this in so short of time! But when God says go- he will provide the means! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: March 20th, and 28th- lets all try to give of your talents to support The Red Letter Festival! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-3039686843827249255?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/3039686843827249255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=3039686843827249255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3039686843827249255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/3039686843827249255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-12-miles-or-20k-it-depends-on.html' title='The First 12 miles (or a 20k) it depends on whether you go metric or not!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SbuvI9S1IYI/AAAAAAAABp4/OK-khSZVH6A/s72-c/DSC02270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-33900499967909885</id><published>2009-03-13T11:43:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:38:41.180+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bridge prayer amen'/><title type='text'>Prayer for "The Bridge"</title><content type='html'>Abba Father,&lt;div&gt;Thank you for your fingers prints all around the world. The hints of you in the mountains,  in the smile of students, in the coming spring, in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;splash&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mud&lt;/span&gt;, in all things. I praise you because we were all fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful I know that fully well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I humbly enter your presents with Thanksgiving in my heart and praise you for who you are! I stand in awe of who you are and the power in your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come before you for "The Bridge". I thank you that you have sparked a dream in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; heart to start such a wonderful organization. I thank you that there are so many supporters using their talents to glorify your name. I first pray for the finances of this organization. Lord I thank you that there are so many supporters, but lord I ask for a double fold increase! Expand this organization and their ability to serve in your name. Next Lord I lift us the women and children affected by domestic violence and homelessness. I pray for comfort in their lives for a  peace that passes all understanding that will guard their hearts and minds. I also claim to your promise that when the enemy comes in like a flood you will set up a standard, hedge of protection and we lay claim to that now for all who are at the Bridge, for the staff, the Red Letter Festival participants, and all the homeless and struggle with domestic abuse here in Japan! My heart breaks that there would be people who could bring violence of many kinds against your children so I just pray for added peace for those who are affected in NW Iowa but also in Japan. The villages here that live under bridges who have all their belongings with them and a wonderful smile on their faces! Lord, may you name be proclaimed in all of their lives that through you peace would come to broken hearts, minds who have been worn by the evil devises of the devil, and bodies who ache from violence physically, emotionally, and spiritually! Lord, I just praise you that you have set a wonderful staff there at The Bridge who take the time to set up bible studies and training sessions and simply show these people your love! I pray that you would gird them up with strength- that they would be filled with your light and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;renewed&lt;/span&gt; by your love so they can pour themselves out to you! Lord I just thank you for the Red Letter Festival and pray a special blessing on all their venues that funding would come in, and that your name would be Glorified! For none of this is possible without your unending, abundant mercy, love, and peace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lavished&lt;/span&gt; on us! You alone be glorified in everything and that nothing we do is out of selfish ambition but only to bring you glory! TO GOD BE THE GLORY FOREVER AND EVER AMEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-33900499967909885?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/33900499967909885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=33900499967909885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/33900499967909885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/33900499967909885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/prayer-for-bridge.html' title='Prayer for &quot;The Bridge&quot;'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-9068714131721149831</id><published>2009-03-09T15:24:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:26:15.621+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A link to the source!</title><content type='html'>This is the website for "The Bridge":&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebridgehousing.org/"&gt;http://www.thebridgehousing.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-9068714131721149831?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/9068714131721149831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=9068714131721149831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9068714131721149831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9068714131721149831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/link-to-source.html' title='A link to the source!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-9098177979619177396</id><published>2009-03-08T22:49:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:41:49.531+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 miles  running in Japan The Red Letter Run'/><title type='text'>Support the Red Letter Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:26.0pt;mso-bidi-American Typewriter&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; Letter Run&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="Apple Chancery&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="Apple Chancery&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;To learn the details Please visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="Apple Chancery&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://redletterfestival.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://redletterfestival.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Apple Chancery&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Red Letter Run is raising awareness about negative effects of domestic violence, poverty and homelessness in the lives of women and children in Northwest Iowa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What I am doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I attended Northwestern from 2004-2008, and while attending Northwestern there was an amazing organization set up right in Orange City. It is called “The Bridge”. This organization supports victims of domestic violence, poverty and homelessness in the NW Iowa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Now I live in Japan, teaching English, and still see the wonderful servant hood of Northwestern Alumni who will run 61.5 miles from Sioux City to Orange City to raise awareness for this wonderful organization. One of the founders of this run has said, “I can’t give a lot of money but I can run”. Touched by this idea that though you may not be able to give lots of money you can give of what you have been given by God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I am giving from what God has begun in me the ability and desire to run. I may not be fast or be able to win trophies but I have been given the desire to run and I want to sacrifice myself to glorify God and raise awareness! I also see the homeless and hurting in Japan and want to run to raise awareness for “The Bridge” but also those who are homeless and affected by domestic violence in the world, especially Japan. Thus I will be run 12 miles on March 14 and March 20. The actual date of the run in the US is Saturday March 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, but I will not be able to run that day, I chose this coming weekend and next since I have the time and motivation to see God work! So I will train this week as much as possible and give God the glory as I glorify him and seek his face in light of “the Bridge”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What I ask of you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The only thing I ask is: PRAY. I would ask for daily prayers everyday till March 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; directly for “The Bridge” and Japanese homeless and hurting. I will be in prayer and daily devotion focusing on God to fulfill his will at “The Bridge”. To just sacrifice a few moments of your day to give to another person hope through prayer. I would also ask for a special time of Prayer on March 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;–(from the US- March 13) from 6:00-8:00 am (for the US- 4:00-6:00pm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Things to pray for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;mso-fareast-font-family:Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the facility- financially, spiritually, physically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;mso-fareast-font-family:Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the administration, workers, volunteers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;mso-fareast-font-family:Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the people who live there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;mso-fareast-font-family:Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the word of God being alive and speaking to people as they are being served&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;mso-fareast-font-family:Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;strength for the workers and that God would send volunteers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;mso-fareast-font-family:Garamond;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(if you want more information contact the above blog address)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Just thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you would like to donate please send money to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Send a check to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;P.O. Box 323&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Orange City, IA 51041&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;in memo line write "Red Letter Festival”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For those in Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; who would like to give some yen- I will be sending money to the US before March 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; so please contact me and we will make arrangements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For those in the US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; please feel free to send the money straight to the organization- but if you are pledging money based on my running please contact me so I can give you more information! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”- 2 Corinthians 1:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Let us give of our time, money, and talents so we can comfort those as God has comforted us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;ヒラギノ角ゴ Std W8&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-ヒラギノ角ゴ Std W8&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Molly Keese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'ヒラギノ角ゴ Std W8';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;モリーキーセ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Garamond;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-9098177979619177396?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/9098177979619177396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=9098177979619177396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9098177979619177396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/9098177979619177396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/support-red-letter-festival.html' title='Support the Red Letter Festival'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-879110876463682762</id><published>2009-03-05T15:05:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:53:46.922+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twin fats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momonohanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hanami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>inu wa taberu no ue ni imasu. The dog is on the table!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EE5sfDzI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d_vTwRabw2k/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EE5sfDzI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d_vTwRabw2k/s320/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309678074179030834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well hello there! I am back again yes at the beginning of Marchi as most Japanese speakers might say! YEAH it is March 5th here and wow the time has flown- two weeks  till the rents come and I am getting ready! But the weather didn't look like it Yesterday! It snowed for the second time I have been here- Yeah and it stayed on the ground- WOW! For a whole DAY! Wow unheard of here! It snowed almost all day and left a wonderful spread on the ground! AHH I almost got out my Christmas tree and took pics but I hesitated ( I struggled with my tree always falling down and me throwing it across my apt- out of frustration once) SO I decided to just enjoy the snow and drink some green tea! (which I have become very use to drinking daily- And I choose to!) ahha anyway the snow was delightful and I was so surprise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EEm5InxI/AAAAAAAABpI/ix1JEgtmTQ0/s1600-h/DSC02251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EEm5InxI/AAAAAAAABpI/ix1JEgtmTQ0/s320/DSC02251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309678069131812626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EEm5InxI/AAAAAAAABpI/ix1JEgtmTQ0/s1600-h/DSC02251.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I enjoyed it for the day and then... It melted- it was about 55 today and so it all was gone and dry by the end of the day! What a wonderful season change over night! It was winter one day and spring the next! But tomorrow will be 55 again also! It is warming up! They are already forecasting the cherry blossoms and (drum roll please) the guesstimate is March 23-25- Perfect! the rents will be here and we will view some blooms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EEXyxV7I/AAAAAAAABpA/EIe68QKtgaE/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EEXyxV7I/AAAAAAAABpA/EIe68QKtgaE/s320/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309678065078589362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EEXyxV7I/AAAAAAAABpA/EIe68QKtgaE/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS Nagisa- my japanese sister here- is in Nepal now and will be going to Krygstan (hard to say and spell) in December through a program like the peace corps to teach textile art and crafts to build the economy- She is a sweet person! Such a servant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Talk about blooms! What are these loves in the pic (well other than me and Nagisa- my Japanese sister) they are MOMO no hana- Peach blossoms! I was invited to  MOMO viewing. We went to a green house and sat under the blooms eating and chatting, and enjoying a tea ceremony! A tea ceremony is an art form- the art of making and giving tea. It was beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EENwVo9I/AAAAAAAABo4/XeLf5uHZ5cI/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EDn70nGI/AAAAAAAABow/ShpXxHhOiMk/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EDn70nGI/AAAAAAAABow/ShpXxHhOiMk/s320/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309678052231650402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EDn70nGI/AAAAAAAABow/ShpXxHhOiMk/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH look who showed up! Its Flat Stanley! For all those who do not know him- he travels around from Elementary schools all over the world! Then he has many stories to tell! SO I got the privilege to take Flat Stan with me and take pics at the Hanami- MOMO viewing! So I caught him trying to pose with the MOMO and take a pic with the tea ceremony ladies-( I had to tell him he had to stay with me- no he couldn't go home with those ladies- they were pretty but he was with me- seriously some decency- you are in a children's book!) But other than those few instances we had a great time! I was so fun! To sit enjoy the Blooms and enjoy the Japanese culture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DR3Z2jpI/AAAAAAAABoo/WUACAzNqfBY/s1600-h/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DR3Z2jpI/AAAAAAAABoo/WUACAzNqfBY/s320/DSC02188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677197390679698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This lady is carefully making the green tea for us and another lady was telling us how to accept the tea- OSAKINI-excuse me I am going to eat my rice cake decorated with sugary flower OSAKINI- sorry I am going to drink my tea OSAKINI this and that! heeh Also seiza-(sitting on your knees) was MUZUKASHI- difficult! WOW 15 mins after we started the ceremony they were not done! I stood only to feel tingles in my legs I almost thought they fell off! Whoo- they are still here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DRjeaguI/AAAAAAAABog/-GbqLaevXz0/s1600-h/DSC02191_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DRjeaguI/AAAAAAAABog/-GbqLaevXz0/s320/DSC02191_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677192041104098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DRjeaguI/AAAAAAAABog/-GbqLaevXz0/s1600-h/DSC02191_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MOMO no Hana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DRO2rKtI/AAAAAAAABoY/VC-j2gLgt4w/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DRO2rKtI/AAAAAAAABoY/VC-j2gLgt4w/s320/DSC02181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677186505714386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DRO2rKtI/AAAAAAAABoY/VC-j2gLgt4w/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meditating and calming ourselves before the tea ceremony- can we all sit like this for a while?? NO it hurts- ITAI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EENwVo9I/AAAAAAAABo4/XeLf5uHZ5cI/s320/DSC02220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309678062384030674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the Hanami we went to a sweet little place that has become one of my favorite places to go! It is this little hippie type shop in this Janky building. You see this run down house on the outside and walk in and it is like a log cabin. There are gifts from all over the world and clothes that are very natural everywhere! It is very relaxing! They also make the best chai in Japan (or so my friend Nagisa says!) She was right! the pic above is my sweet set up that they gave me! it was hand ground chai and sweet cookie! It took them probably 15 mins to make and it tasted like Christmas! WOW it was great! If you can see the floating thing in my cup it is this Indian spice called Ka- you can't eat it but it flavors the chai! YUMMMMM! what a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DQtXi6pI/AAAAAAAABoQ/XKfW7Jtrcn4/s1600-h/DSC02169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DQtXi6pI/AAAAAAAABoQ/XKfW7Jtrcn4/s320/DSC02169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677177516780178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DQtXi6pI/AAAAAAAABoQ/XKfW7Jtrcn4/s1600-h/DSC02169.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well the new 7-11 opened across the street kitty corner to my place! So I have been bound to walk over there and take advantage of its convenience. What a convenient convenient store!!!! Any who you can't just walk over there like you rode your bike after work- since it is that close you need to be in your own element and show the people this is your hood right? YEAH so I my goal was to walk over in drab every time- this time I had just run after school and threw on the first flip flops of the season and wondered over to get break and OJ! YEAH so convenient!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DQXsqg1I/AAAAAAAABoI/SmAfDRCADPw/s1600-h/mail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DQXsqg1I/AAAAAAAABoI/SmAfDRCADPw/s1600-h/mail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_DQXsqg1I/AAAAAAAABoI/SmAfDRCADPw/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677171699778386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was on a long bike ride last sat just cruising the town and I saw this apt sign! Is this a joke? Well it was fun to see! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news- I have decided to return this year- probably Around July 17-18th for good! This means that I would get a job- well the job that was in the works has slide under the bridge because of the economy so I have been searching! Prayers would be wonderful! God will guide me no doubt but there are not that many jobs either! So we shall see! God is Good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: Reading is not overrated- do it and remember what imagination is! Its so fuN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-879110876463682762?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/879110876463682762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=879110876463682762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/879110876463682762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/879110876463682762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/03/inu-wa-taberu-no-ue-ni-imasu-dog-is-on.html' title='inu wa taberu no ue ni imasu. The dog is on the table!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/Sa_EE5sfDzI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d_vTwRabw2k/s72-c/DSC02232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4035891786461904571</id><published>2009-02-22T09:34:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:15:37.910+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fights with an iron fense'/><title type='text'>あなんじょびあめでとう.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHsPg_vI/AAAAAAAABnk/BnW1xfyHUu8/s1600-h/DSC02164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHsPg_vI/AAAAAAAABnk/BnW1xfyHUu8/s320/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305418614061465330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Otanjobi-omedatou! This is a holla out to my DADA-! Well yesterday was his birthday in Japan but today it is his b-day in America! SO I write this on his American Birthday! I won't disclose his age but he told me this year that his birthday is similar to Katy's- just the opposite! She is turning 25 this year and so- I shall leave this to you! (ops!) Well for his Birthday I decided that he should come to Japan- so in about 4 weeks he is coming- but seriously that is not his b-day present. I can't tell you what I got him either because if he reads this before opening his presents well the surprise is gone! All I can say is that it is educational! I thought- well I can't give him the gift of younger age (not that he would want that any who!) So I thought what would be better than  and educational gift- hence bigger brains! Any who, I guess you are supposed to reflect on your life on your Birthday! And as I reflect on him- well the 22 years I have known him I would have to say- he is the quintessential dad! Who could ask for a better Dad- he is crazy fun (remember those times you turned up the music in the car- when we were younger- we rocked out to those songs like Newsboys!), he is honest (he is always saying let me tell it to you this way~!), he is serious (who is stronger Godzilla or DAD- def DAD- he has shown me what justice is like! and I appreciate it all! even the iron hand of correction!, he likes to golf- i guess that is just a bonus, he flabbergasts everyone (well more like chokes everyone), and he loves all of us (well probably you who are reading too!) What else can you say- he is the sweetest dad ever and though I may be old enough to not rely on someone so much- (WHATEV) when you have passed the stage of your parents not being cool and reach a stage where what they say actually is meaningful and completely wise- you will also feel like this- You can't live with them forever (though it would be easier) but you can't live without them! Love ya DADA-!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHvOkAZI/AAAAAAAABnc/2wY2P0xs0lY/s1600-h/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHvOkAZI/AAAAAAAABnc/2wY2P0xs0lY/s320/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305418614862774674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHvOkAZI/AAAAAAAABnc/2wY2P0xs0lY/s1600-h/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second- bruises more bruises- While I was running the other day I got in a fist fight with a iron fence. I took a good one but I think it got the message- I was running there- he was in my way! YEAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHalIrYI/AAAAAAAABnU/j2l4sY2lOJo/s1600-h/n1421494896_228983_811.jpg" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHalIrYI/AAAAAAAABnU/j2l4sY2lOJo/s1600-h/n1421494896_228983_811.jpg" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHalIrYI/AAAAAAAABnU/j2l4sY2lOJo/s320/n1421494896_228983_811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305418609320308098" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK these are sweet and I wanted to show everyone! My dad got these for my mom on Valentimes Day! He gets the sweetest FLOWERSH ever! Those star gazers are her fav and he always finds the coolest ones! And they end up living forever and stinking (I mean fragrancing) our house for weeks! Flowersh for dollarsh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: It is already spring in Japan- so Iowans- it is coming for you too!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4035891786461904571?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4035891786461904571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4035891786461904571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4035891786461904571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4035891786461904571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='あなんじょびあめでとう.'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SaCiHsPg_vI/AAAAAAAABnk/BnW1xfyHUu8/s72-c/DSC02164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-1360209986807868785</id><published>2009-02-18T12:21:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:01:54.515+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oragami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mask, and Crafts... these are a few of my favorite things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6PmCgdPI/AAAAAAAABmk/_uT-mWfeSY8/s1600-h/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6PmCgdPI/AAAAAAAABmk/_uT-mWfeSY8/s320/DSC02152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037763230758130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lately, new aspects of Japanese life have masks and crafts and more masks. Everyone lately is getting influenza- that is what is going around. Most kids are coughing and oozing from their eyes and noses and for the wonder of it all they are wearing masks. The masks are cotton covering for their ailments- the barrier between their sickness and everyone elses. It is not such a bad idea because you can still breath but you just keep your germs to yourself. (what a concept!) But this does purpose the ideas that everyone is ok with looking like they have been shunned from their homes and having to run around yelling "unclean, unclean". Ok so they may not have leprosy but at first it was definitely a wake up call to see so many masks. They are worn if you are sick, have allergies, you do not want to get sick, the air is not pleasant, and for various unknown reasons. Thought I have been sick, I have hidden my sickness enough to not be forced into wearing this baggage! I did wear one to my Japanese lesson because we are in closer contact with each other than usual classroom space. (thus the picture above). Do I not look like I am yelling "unclean unclean" please stare at me for more reasons than being blonde. I am! Well since I am already stared at all the time wearing a mask was not so hard, but I still don't want to at school- I can't be understood at all then-( I lost my voice, so seriously it would be like listening to a underwater tea party!- seriously if you do not know what I am talking about you have not lived- and should ask someone to have a underwater tea party with you). Any who, these masks have left an impression on me- there than around the nose where this harder piece of metal is places to form to your face- they have become reality and not so strange as it did before. So I say- masks are not so bad- but still kinda like wearing a scarf in the summer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for crafts, I have had much time to think about cool crafts to do and these are what I like! I love origami (ps my teach just bought me a book about origami- I love it!) and making chocolate- as you would say! Well that was more for Valentimes Day! I enjoyed every min of it! Enjoy the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6QoDGuzI/AAAAAAAABnE/a9hEj0UJORg/s320/DSC02140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037780950006578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6QIQbAkI/AAAAAAAABm8/UDl7KrotE_Y/s320/DSC02138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037772415926850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6QA1N57I/AAAAAAAABm0/E1EU0J1uLBE/s320/DSC02105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037770422773682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6P_bJUvI/AAAAAAAABms/DSjbjcUTngI/s320/DSC02114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037770044986098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So as you can see, I have been super busy and unable to breath and- oh wait- I have just made an update about making chocolate and origami! I have had good time to relax and maybe do somethings that I would not be able to do in the US! So SUGOI! It has been great- the weather is getting better, I am getting better, and life will continue to spiral into a spinning whirl of fast ends! SO lets stop and make some origami ehhh? DONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: It only takes a spark to get a fire going?? IF that doesn't make you laugh I am not sure what would! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-1360209986807868785?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/1360209986807868785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=1360209986807868785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1360209986807868785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1360209986807868785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/02/mask-and-crafts-these-are-few-of-my.html' title='Mask, and Crafts... these are a few of my favorite things!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZu6PmCgdPI/AAAAAAAABmk/_uT-mWfeSY8/s72-c/DSC02152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-7492082239918886816</id><published>2009-02-12T14:09:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:53:36.299+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from the world'/><title type='text'>What's all this horse'n around???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwb0bkzJI/AAAAAAAABmc/U5RdMmMXjSE/s1600-h/DSC02096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwb0bkzJI/AAAAAAAABmc/U5RdMmMXjSE/s320/DSC02096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301775178322463890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;This is the black board after we took the hour reading our letters- I was trying to explain- horse to the students! Thankfully I was not a art major! (also Japan is huge compared to China hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, finally after about a month of waiting the project Authentic Communication has been completed. My idea was for the first grade students of Kamijo Jr. High School to write letters to students, all over the world, using letter writing etiquette and the English Language to communicate. We started in December talking about letters, and practice writing our first letters using more of a daily dialogue with other students. First Grade students are very limited in their English capabilities but worked very hard to try to communicate with other students. Having this goal-the letters will be sent and returned- was a great motivation for students to take time and ask questions they wanted to ask students from other countries. We had letters sent to Iowa, Kentucky, New York, Wisconsin, and England. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwb5LGYJI/AAAAAAAABmU/zphnvUQrqTA/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwb5LGYJI/AAAAAAAABmU/zphnvUQrqTA/s320/DSC02095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301775179595538578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwb5LGYJI/AAAAAAAABmU/zphnvUQrqTA/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This photo is part of how I explained where the letters were coming from. The first step was showing them the US- which is partially erased, and then showing parts of Asia and Europe where England and Slovakia were. There were many letters that came back from foreign exchange students from Germany, Slovakia, and other countries! It was amazing! (and a test of my geography skills- I hope Slovakia is by Russia!). Any who after this explanation- We passed out the letters each child receiving two letters one from a younger elementary student and one from  a high schooler! The students were too excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbrRNYXI/AAAAAAAABmM/ky9MVqGI4cw/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbrRNYXI/AAAAAAAABmM/ky9MVqGI4cw/s320/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301775175863066994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbrRNYXI/AAAAAAAABmM/ky9MVqGI4cw/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also as a wonderful surprise each student received a Valentine- from my Mother- everyone loved these stickers (especially the girls!). The excitement was too high- I was kinda overwhelmed and scared they may rush me- but thankfully they are very calm even when they are excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbe0LtHI/AAAAAAAABmE/MpeJkiYG190/s1600-h/DSC02093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbe0LtHI/AAAAAAAABmE/MpeJkiYG190/s320/DSC02093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301775172520096882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbe0LtHI/AAAAAAAABmE/MpeJkiYG190/s1600-h/DSC02093.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I took video and pictures as I passed out the cards. Everyone was excited to read them thought they were MUZUKASHI DESU- meaning difficult. I think the kids said they were difficult because of their impatience to read and understand! They all ended up doing a great job! It was a great motivator to keep learning English so someday they may understand the letters 100%! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbI-ty2I/AAAAAAAABl8/_Il7Wt7G-lw/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbI-ty2I/AAAAAAAABl8/_Il7Wt7G-lw/s320/DSC02088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301775166658693986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwbI-ty2I/AAAAAAAABl8/_Il7Wt7G-lw/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Silly boys who might have received a letter from a cute high school girl! They were a little embarrassed but more glad they could keep a picture of an American friend with them all the time and brag about her. (It was so funny!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvt0sGfrI/AAAAAAAABl0/Q6OSVP4yWbo/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvt0sGfrI/AAAAAAAABl0/Q6OSVP4yWbo/s320/DSC02086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301774388117798578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvt0sGfrI/AAAAAAAABl0/Q6OSVP4yWbo/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These girls loved their cards too! These are some of the ping pong girls who I play ping pong with after school! The girls who received a wonderful card from my good friend Madeline were so excited! (the cards were so cute- I am pretty sure they said they were BFF after seeing the cards). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtnyWJtI/AAAAAAAABls/IyUqkpAj1rs/s1600-h/DSC02098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtnyWJtI/AAAAAAAABls/IyUqkpAj1rs/s320/DSC02098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301774384654329554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtnyWJtI/AAAAAAAABls/IyUqkpAj1rs/s1600-h/DSC02098.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This boy was very excited- He received a letter from my Father. He read the letter, with only a little need for help and wanted to write back. But after my explanation of what "Maybe I will meet you in March" meant- his face lite up and I felt like he wanted to jump out the window. (for those of you who do not know- Just a Guz's Mom and Dad are coming to Japan in a few weeks- 5 to be exact! not that I am counting and this will be my first visitor from America to Japan- I am so excited!) SO the children will be able to meet my family and this boy especially will be able to SAY thank you for the letter. He can't wait- and I agree with him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtmwd4sI/AAAAAAAABlk/uaGY1AhK2aU/s1600-h/DSC02094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtmwd4sI/AAAAAAAABlk/uaGY1AhK2aU/s320/DSC02094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301774384378012354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtmwd4sI/AAAAAAAABlk/uaGY1AhK2aU/s1600-h/DSC02094.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some students were so excited to say Thank you that they started writing right away! This girl had a letter written before class was out! It was great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtWuXZ1I/AAAAAAAABlc/KBsU_nGWwpM/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtWuXZ1I/AAAAAAAABlc/KBsU_nGWwpM/s320/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301774380074231634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtWuXZ1I/AAAAAAAABlc/KBsU_nGWwpM/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok the kids are a little shy- but this girl at least let me take a sashin- picture of her and her letter and wonderful stickers! She loved her letters so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtIiVZWI/AAAAAAAABlU/8De0uyGhNos/s1600-h/DSC02092.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtIiVZWI/AAAAAAAABlU/8De0uyGhNos/s1600-h/DSC02092.JPG" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOvtIiVZWI/AAAAAAAABlU/8De0uyGhNos/s320/DSC02092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301774376265672034" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace and Victory signs were being thrown up all over the place! You could say there was a lot of Peace on Earth- (ok lame but true!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To end this all the students had such a wonderful communication experience! They loved learning about other kids around the world and seeing how well young kids in America can write! This experience was so great I feel they will do this more often in years to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A special thanks to Kelsey Irwin and her 120 letters she sent, and Debra Wittrock who dominated her school and sent a huge number of letters back! Also to my sister Katy Strohm- who did a super job of putting a picture on each page- the Kids flipped with excitement! And to My Mom and Dad (for the stickers and love!), Sara Moser, Sarah Abbas , Colette Veldhorst, Christa Hydeen (in England- they also flipped because they got something from America and England!!!!), Evan Mattice (who got the kids interested in Missy Elliot), Madeline Lewis (for the cutest letters and always writing such fun letters- everyone should write her- she send the coolest letters back-and since about 9th grade has sent me stickers with every letter!!!! Its been fun!), and everyone who made this possible- it was a wonderful experience and a special time for the students.  Domo Arigato!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: it may just take a letter to make someone feel extremely special- why not take the 5 mins to care! ( ok that was kinda old-person like, and teacher all combined!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS to those who helped out- I am creating a movie/slides of pictures of the entire experience as a thank you! If you would like a copy of this for your class or your memory- Please tell me! I will be sending them out and putting the movie online!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-7492082239918886816?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/7492082239918886816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=7492082239918886816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7492082239918886816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/7492082239918886816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-all-this-horsen-around.html' title='What&apos;s all this horse&apos;n around???'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SZOwb0bkzJI/AAAAAAAABmc/U5RdMmMXjSE/s72-c/DSC02096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-2429391735703814625</id><published>2009-02-01T20:49:00.012+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:53:52.030+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing random songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tokyo'/><title type='text'>Hey look at the ground! We have swept twice now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMxokHpVI/AAAAAAAABkE/qy91pwNzMM0/s320/DSC02066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795321001649490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a sign that is in many subways- (discussion topics- what are they doing?-I think she is giving her heart away- watch out not on a train!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tokyo ikitai! I wanted to go to Tokyo and I did! Angela and I wanted to hit up the Big Mikan and relax! We escaped the randomness of Kofu to enjoy the sights and sounds of a place that should be scarry but just has so many people you get exhausted just watching them! We primarily went to Tokyo to chop the pelo! (for those who do not know spanish- pelo is hair!) So Angela went on line to hit up a sweet hair place in Tokyo. We found one called Sin Den and they spoke complete English! That was a definite bonus. So as we got to the area- we found out that it was very hard to find- it was located in this residential part out side one of the biggest shopping areas in Tokyp- Omoteasando! So we walked and walked and it was raining. We asked Sin Den wa doko desu ka and not one knew! So finally we called and a nice man who spoke good English told us how to get to this Place! IT was sweet but located in an apt building in the middle of a residential area- which is typical but many rights and lefts and such! SO we got there and thus started the choppage! One thing I would like to share is that whenever I get my hair cut there is usually a behhhh? for the color of my hair (thanks mom and dad) and the thickness of my hair (thanks dad!) but this time it was different it was summed up in one comment from my hair cutter- "Molly san look down, we have swept this twice!" And there was still a huge pile of hair! You could have made 5 dogs- fur coats or maybe 3 wigs out of it! I should start selling this! But who wants hair? Anywho- it was great and here is our outcome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMyEYdEjI/AAAAAAAABkc/O8sPYv1n7PI/s1600-h/DSC02047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMyEYdEjI/AAAAAAAABkc/O8sPYv1n7PI/s320/DSC02047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795328468914738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMydoEwGI/AAAAAAAABkk/YJ_TVZ63zgw/s320/DSC02063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795335245316194" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMyEYdEjI/AAAAAAAABkc/O8sPYv1n7PI/s1600-h/DSC02047.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angela- before (top) and after (bottom)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMx3ScbeI/AAAAAAAABkM/RaSpBI2UCd4/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMx3ScbeI/AAAAAAAABkM/RaSpBI2UCd4/s320/DSC02048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795324954045922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMxz8AbOI/AAAAAAAABkU/LLJmnThocys/s320/DSC02060_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795324054629602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;me before (top) and after (bottom) (with ganster face- must make sure it works with the hair!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After this weight loss- i mean hair loss (for me this is similar), we got ready and painted the town midori (green)! We got all gussied up to enjoy some American style food! We went to Outback Steak House (which was also hard to find) but got a blooming union, and salads! The portions were American size- and so was the blooming union! It was WONDERFUL to eat a real salad with great greasy onions! Didn't know you could miss it that much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWlTjT5HiI/AAAAAAAABk8/tl4XJRYBXmU/s320/DSC02071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822291986030114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I thought these things were gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; So after this wonderful time we were heading back to the station to maybe pick up some coffee- and we got stopped by some TV people! They were a local smaller TV station (lead by some younger students) and they wanted us to sing songs we heard through some head phones! SO we played some ipod karaoke in the middle of Tokyo! The song was not in English and I was basically do do--ing lots and dancing just to help out their cause! Any who- that may turn up on some ridiculous lets-make-fun- of-foreigners TV show but it was really fun!!!! Angela and I did well I think and we are looking for agents as we speak so if you know of anyone then we are ready! We can even do some Japanese songs too! So the night was swanky (more the Hilary type!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWlTRbWt8I/AAAAAAAABk0/Hgb5CHd0cqQ/s320/DSC02070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822287185491906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;( I didn't know you had to put your name on the row of shoes you wanted- lucky Praice Dwon!) This was hard to take so many people around- they were definitely discounted! but Dwon gets em all!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then we slept at the sweet little hostel where we met some people from Australia who were coming to Japan to Ski in Hokiedo! They were very SUGOI! The we shopped! It was sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWlTvuKpYI/AAAAAAAABlE/K__6rB2D6o0/s320/Photo+97.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822295317456258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lots of great things happened and lots of great food and great blue plaid glasses were found! SO you could say our trip to the big mikan was successful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Remember: If you  are asked to sing a song you do not know- adding the robot- does make you look like you know it better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-2429391735703814625?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/2429391735703814625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=2429391735703814625' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2429391735703814625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2429391735703814625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-look-at-ground-we-have-swept-twice.html' title='Hey look at the ground! We have swept twice now!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SYWMxokHpVI/AAAAAAAABkE/qy91pwNzMM0/s72-c/DSC02066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-2872369157373882662</id><published>2009-01-29T14:52:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:52:53.485+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>So this is the life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well today is like many a week in Japan. I usually do not have many weeks in a row where I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; work 8-5 for five straight days! Usually there is a random meeting, where I am excused because I do not speak or understand much Japanese, or like today there is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kofu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- the teachers meeting that involves all the teacher and yet I get to sit and do little of nothing. Today unlike most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; days I have to stay here where there are 3 teacher sitting on computers probably doing what I am doing-nothing- until 3:45- about one and a half hours and bear this wonderful silence. I have finished all my correcting of papers today and have one more day till the weekend. So, I have decided to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;uhmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; read a book. I usually do not read a book because I like to keep myself busy doing things that are related to school- such as study Japanese, correct papers, check my email, write blogs- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; now this is hilarious the first few are very noble but the last are so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; as I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ghost Soldiers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(a book about the reality of the Bataan Death March and the raid which saved some lives), I and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; down any sweet words that I found which I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;`t know how to spell or I think are pretty swanky- and not the Hilary type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wait I have changed my mind I shall write to you in the Japanese that I know. It may not mean much but I feel like I can use it better than before.... so here we go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ﾓｰﾘｷｰｾです。今わたしわじょなんちゅがっこです。わたしわおしえりました。わたしわ日本語をべんきょします。英語を谷差しです。日本語をむずかしです。まいにちわたしわ日本語をべんきょします．でもわたしわべんきよをしうです。ぢあじょぶです。わたしわ日本語をすこしはなします。らいｓひょうまいにしわたしわ日本語をべんきよします。そうですね。いまねむいです。と私わうちをいきたい。ｽｺﾞｲね。ありがとごさいます。おさかにしつれいします。さやのら。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;wow that took me a while and some looking up thing in my notes. To summarize I talked about how I was at school, and that I study Japanese but sometimes wrong and at least I am trying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;!  This blog was meant to be something way better than I thought But please be pleased as I write about my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; trip coming up here very soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Remember: not all blogs are meant to be understood but once you write something it needs to be published! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-2872369157373882662?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/2872369157373882662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=2872369157373882662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2872369157373882662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2872369157373882662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-is-life.html' title='So this is the life!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-1653112421706507178</id><published>2009-01-26T19:46:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:04:10.145+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrines'/><title type='text'>モリーキーセです. さごいね.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SX2XGz5VFEI/AAAAAAAABj8/Gl6L_n7YZIo/s1600-h/DSC02033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SX2XGz5VFEI/AAAAAAAABj8/Gl6L_n7YZIo/s320/DSC02033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295554880123245634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is the price of the dolls- 10,000 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dolla&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Takai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello again! Sorry for the late turn to blogging. Not much has happened here- other the new years Tokyo trips and things! Just trying to stay warm, not sleep to much, and enjoy this snow less cold weather. It has just got cold enough that I feel cold just about all the time unless I am under the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kotatsu&lt;/span&gt; or sleeping. The tip of my nose is starting to get cold in my house, and I run around the place trying to stay warm and get through the cold rooms fast! All is well, I am just glad that I do not have snow to battle along with the cold and biking! But a weekend ago my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kocho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sensei&lt;/span&gt; (principal) and Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saigusa&lt;/span&gt; (one English teachers at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kamijo&lt;/span&gt;) went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Takeda&lt;/span&gt; Shrine, a Buddhist Temple, along with a doll shop and craft shop. It was quite fun! They were very fun! Enjoy the pics! And just for kicks- I saw (with my eyes- no one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt;) a teacher bow 8 times while on the phone- just in case you do not get it- the person they were talking to could not see them bow- talk about dedication! &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SX2XGGgydCI/AAAAAAAABjk/8WuQL_kvoJ8/s320/DSC02027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295554867940717602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Takeda&lt;/span&gt; Shrine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SX2XGYLFetI/AAAAAAAABjs/KvW_osqqr_M/s320/DSC02029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295554872681528018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Buddhist&lt;/span&gt; Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SX2XGoRerHI/AAAAAAAABj0/LRi3plcvvpA/s320/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295554877003312242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March 3 is Dolls Festival- they are beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: When you run out of things to do- siting under a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kotastu&lt;/span&gt; (warm table) with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mikan&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mandrin&lt;/span&gt; orange) is a choice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(ps for those who do not know- the title says I am Morry Kee- se. (first part) Cool huh!(second part).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-1653112421706507178?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/1653112421706507178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=1653112421706507178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1653112421706507178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/1653112421706507178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='モリーキーセです. さごいね.'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SX2XGz5VFEI/AAAAAAAABj8/Gl6L_n7YZIo/s72-c/DSC02033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-486431296082809860</id><published>2009-01-20T14:46:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:34:13.744+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ridiculousness'/><title type='text'>What does that have to do with the price of ichigo in Japan?  a lot because they are 350 yen now!</title><content type='html'>Well, to this blog I am again authorizing the use of ridiculousness I see and hear in Japan. Why? This happens to me daily and I always forget to write it down- but today you are all lucky enough to partake with me on this journey that has had many ups and well ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:05- I start my run for the day. After placing my running clothes under my sheets last night because my house is so drafty and they get so cold. Who wants to run in cold clothes? Not me! Any who I start. After a few huffs- this turns into a glorious run- a run that clears the mind and reminds me why Japan is so beautiful. I am focused to get to my halfway mark which is starring straight at Fuji as the sun begins to rise. Then I go to cross a road I have many times before and I am almost run over. What you might ask- who is up at 6:07? not many people and for this reason I am very shocked- and also I saw this car coming very slow so why the speed up- was this an attack on my life or just a ridiculous driver up at ridiculous hours- I believe it is the later of the two! Any who, I laugh it off because seriously no one is out that early and I just almost given a ride on the hood of a car..... (I know I would be on of the only ones laughing but you had to be there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00- lets speed it up a little. I am leaving for school- via bike. So I am strapped in when I look up to see people waving their arms around in the lot that is adjacent to my place. There has been a convenience store being built. And the construction workers are dancing??? NO being eaten by fire ants? no there are no fire ants here? Well- they are stretching. All together- a bunch of men doing toe touches, and arm circles- lead by the leader/boss. Stretch before you work- do de do do do do do-(this to the tune of whistle while you work.) I was first of all trying not to turn my bike around- get a boom box and mix up a new CD for those workers. I held back the tears of laughter for about 3 seconds then they were cascading down my windburn face! So should I do this before I teach- Stretch my arm, warm up my voice, maybe sing some  ascending and descending chords- well I think I shall try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:15- I am reading the weekly  English summary of the weekly news. And I stumble on some great one-liners. Ministry mulls aid to Brazilian students- (title) of an article that talks about how the economic downturn has affected Brazilian- Japanese students and they are returning to Brazil. My first question- what ministry and what is mull? thanks to Merriam Webster I know know that this verb could be- to pulverize, or ponder or to heat, sweeten, and flavor- So I guess the title should be  Ministry heats up and flavors aid to Brazilian students? Maybe they are giving them snacks to help with the economic downturn? Well that one I will leave up to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about snow- The first snow fall on Kofu is "accompanying cyclogenisis was observed across Yamanashi Prefecture." This snow was accompanying "the development or intensification of a cyclone"- Wow I knew that Japan`s weather was varying but at the thought of the intensifying cyclone leading the way for less than and inch of snow is quite serious- I would hate to be where that is- oh it said- Kofu- oh man I better leave while I still can- I wonder if that cyclone has passed through yet??? It`s sunny and cold but oh- no that was just a leaf falling of a tree- no I think I am safe- but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least- there is a school whose founder shall named Hypotenuse- The Pythagoras School in Yamanashi- that school has a bunch of triangles I hear- but at least it does`t havne any squares like the Shikaku (square in Japanese) Kofu University. Seriously... (disclaimer- the latter of the two schools is fake- but the first is completely true and straight out of the news paper!) Thanks to Akiyo Jones we shall always have the unabridged summary of the weekly news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so after the reading of the news- twice or three times! I found these next to happen while in class and thus they shall be listed and lacking in exact time for that would have required me to look at the clock more than 7 times in one period which would make me look like I was bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did you know- &lt;u&gt;Santa is from Finland&lt;/u&gt;- &lt;u&gt;or the North country&lt;/u&gt;?- this was told to me by ichi nen sei- first graders- translated by my teacher! And then she asked me if that was true- Like I know where Santa lives- so I agreed and said the North Pole-but seriously- Finland or the North country does sound better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After my short summary of the complete Civil Rights Movement- and a discussion of Martin Luther King- my teacher thus points out to me that Obama is the first African American president and that his car is &lt;u&gt;rocket launcher&lt;/u&gt; proof.  (no exaggeration there- trust me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While reading through some paper about - My City- I got various responses. These are the best....&lt;br /&gt;     -&lt;u&gt;My town is famous for its old people. There are many old people here. Do you want to come to my town?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;    - There are many convenience stores near my house. There are many cats near my house. There are many trees in my city. I love my city.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;    -Its in the temple near the my Yamanashi. &lt;/u&gt;(read that one and tell me why I put a question by it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to the first graders for fun! I get to start class and ask questions to random students. This is fun for I do what I want. Today we focused on animals. I got a few people who like cats and a few who like-s-cats but for the most part they like cats. And when asked what color of cat they like I received- brown, gray, and &lt;u&gt;beige&lt;/u&gt;. Japan does really have cool things if they have beige cats- I have never seen a beige cat but maybe I will if I look really close- because a beige cat would blend in really well. And I have a kid who loves soccer, he practices for &lt;u&gt;1 min a day&lt;/u&gt;! I said really (honto)? 1 min- you must practice very hard and fast- and he just shook his head! Of course- then his friend reminded him how long a minute was and that quickly changed- but it was great! I love speaking Japanese- I do it about 1 minute a day! WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope this hit your funny bone like it hit my knuckles. I definitely got through the day faster when I have as many hits as I did today! I wish this would happen more! Any who anytime you have great things happen you have to write them down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: If Santa comes from Finland- where does the Easter bunny come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MOlly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-486431296082809860?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/486431296082809860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=486431296082809860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/486431296082809860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/486431296082809860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-does-that-have-to-do-with-price-of.html' title='What does that have to do with the price of ichigo in Japan?  a lot because they are 350 yen now!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-2450533410449140542</id><published>2009-01-12T19:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:35:54.917+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running in Japan'/><title type='text'>Read, Set, SPIKE....cough cough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZabk_cTI/AAAAAAAAA_w/r0KYshuLU50/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZabk_cTI/AAAAAAAAA_w/r0KYshuLU50/s320/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290350129146982706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZabk_cTI/AAAAAAAAA_w/r0KYshuLU50/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There once was three American Girls who knew how to run. Annie ran many many times in college,she was a real athlete, and loved to push her self to new speed. Then there was Angela, a very intelligent, successful, and seasoned runner who enjoyed running outside till her lungs hurt then hitting the gym to enjoy running and basking in others sweat. Lastly, there was Morry, I mean Molly a girl of little height, who enjoyed running not for speed or feeling the wind blow in her hair but for the sake of ... of.... well lets just say she likes waking up with the sun. So these three amigos were thinking one day- well since we all share running why not run together in the Kose 10 mile Marathon. Everyone said to each other- well look under that description in the paper- a women's 5k- that is defiantly a great way to run on the weekend- no problem lets do it. ( to Molly's great relief because you do not just get up and run 10 miles).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZaGWiWKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lrsdQk4pd8k/s1600-h/DSC02009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZaGWiWKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lrsdQk4pd8k/s320/DSC02009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290350123449211042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZaGWiWKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lrsdQk4pd8k/s1600-h/DSC02009.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO they worked a little harder than usual preparing for the race. Annie did fartlicks and many many things that racers do, Angela ran and prep-ed and Molly- well since she was not a racer just pushed a little harder than usual and tried to fell like a racer! Then suddenly a cough cough cold came upon Molly and she was bed ridden at nights for 12 hours. Will she be able to run???? Yes thankfully the day before the run she tried and succeeded. Goals- to finish the race! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day of the race came, we were very nervous and excited! We drank a grape flavored energy drink and got in line- well there were 7 girls and around 10 men- what running with men? (later we found out that they were all over 40- of course it makes us feel better to be beaten by older men that is why i run!) any who bang we are off- well all of us but well we all were running but it seemed that Molly was not in the front- that is ok reminder Goal- to finish. And we ALL did! Annie was third prize winner with a sweet 20 flat time! And the girl in the picture was first with a 18 min time! WOW so fast. I finished and got 6th at 26 mins 21 sec- not an amazing speed but i did tons better than I thought and with a cold no doubt! This was motivation to keep running and do better and better! What a wonderful energy draining afternoon- lets do it again sometime! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZaqLLIVI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Ber4UIlpeNY/s320/DSC02014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290350133065228626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annie with her 3rd prize- she did an amazing job! Way to be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember: A little prayer for help can turn into shaving 4 mins off a large goal! God def gets the glory for this one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~Molly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-2450533410449140542?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/2450533410449140542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=2450533410449140542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2450533410449140542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/2450533410449140542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/read-set-spikecough-cough.html' title='Read, Set, SPIKE....cough cough!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWsZabk_cTI/AAAAAAAAA_w/r0KYshuLU50/s72-c/DSC02012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5986399072815712730</id><published>2009-01-09T15:20:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:18:08.829+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowing in Japan'/><title type='text'>The First Snow-el!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(There is supposed to be a picture of Japan's snow- but it melted so fast I went to grab my camera and it was gone- for those of you who see snow everyday- it is the same here!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK today is Christmas! Well just in case you are checking your calendar- it is not really Christmas but it is finally beginning to look a lot like Christmas here in Japan. Today I woke to a wintry mix of rain and snow! And as I look outside I see huge white flakes plummeting to their deaths (or what we would like to call the ground). (OK again- don't check your science books- snowflakes are not real I just like to personify things!) The snow is so beautiful! And for the first time in a while- I like it! It took me about 22 years of heavy snow to appreciate a light snow in Japan. It felt kinda like a heavy snow since while I was riding my bike in it this morning it happened to pound my face and drench any part of me not covered by my sorta-winter coat! SO for the first day I looked like a wet dog! It was fine with me- At least I didn't look like a wet animal that looks bad being wet-( ok confession the only animals I could think of now are ocean animals and seriously they are at their best when wet-where has my extensive mental picture dictionary of animals gone? I do not know but if you see it I want it back!) OK any who. First snow- hopefully the last! I would be ok with that- you see it once you get enough! But thankfully it doesn't stick around the ground is still warm and it just puddles like rain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since I forgot to publish this I shall now- the first snow was Jan 9th and since then there has been nothing but nice warm weather. So the forecast looks like the winter hopefully lasted one day! WE shall see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember- to live in a place with out snow for 1 year- is a wonderful thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Molly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5986399072815712730?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5986399072815712730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5986399072815712730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5986399072815712730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5986399072815712730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-snow-el.html' title='The First Snow-el!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4830573884118521116</id><published>2009-01-05T13:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:10:21.182+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaca-2'/><title type='text'>Going to Tokyo in an Onsen!</title><content type='html'>So we start off the new year! For New Years Eve we went to a progressive dinner with church folks! We ate many great foods from Japan, America, and the Philippines. OISHI! So these pics are a few from me finding the biggest Kotastu ever (at the Brown's house) it was one that was cut into the floor. So there was a table on the ground and you put your feet down into a grate that was heated- the coolest thing ever. And my curiousness forced me to climb in- it was def molly size- I could lay down there and be completely comfortable! So Annie got a few pics of me in the Kotastu!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-bVEWyI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UzpDcFdpI5U/s1600-h/n164100495_30429502_3648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-bVEWyI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UzpDcFdpI5U/s320/n164100495_30429502_3648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287698725509290786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-bVEWyI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UzpDcFdpI5U/s1600-h/n164100495_30429502_3648.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So nice and warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-LcDDdI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Cp_Tz5lpPXU/s1600-h/n164100495_30429505_4316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-LcDDdI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Cp_Tz5lpPXU/s320/n164100495_30429505_4316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287698721243598290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-LcDDdI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Cp_Tz5lpPXU/s1600-h/n164100495_30429505_4316.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is me climbing out of the kotatsu while taking a pic with some great friends from church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_YavNdkI/AAAAAAAAA9o/1rrT_d3PRok/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_YavNdkI/AAAAAAAAA9o/1rrT_d3PRok/s320/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647494980597314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now the next day Jan 2 we went to another Onsen with Roberta and Takao! There we also made mochi- for my second time! It was sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_YGkvP7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/OGOzJhfNuYs/s1600-h/DSC01985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_YGkvP7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/OGOzJhfNuYs/s320/DSC01985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647489567965106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_YGkvP7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/OGOzJhfNuYs/s1600-h/DSC01985.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO Annie- watch out for that Mochi SMASH on your shirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ps this guy you see in the blue- actually is a registered nurse who does many things for the community- I he works so hard and doesn't even run the place! he draws the people! He was so Cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_XfKPBbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mBMAC-296cY/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_XfKPBbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mBMAC-296cY/s320/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647478987818418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF_XfKPBbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mBMAC-296cY/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what is that- MOCHI? I wish I could eat it and enjoy it but it has the consistency of harder jello that is made from Rice! ALL RICE- the pounded rice is what mochi is! Annie loves it so she eats it for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6xIJiKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/f0bROInOsM0/s1600-h/DSC01983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6xIJiKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/f0bROInOsM0/s320/DSC01983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287646985594701986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6xIJiKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/f0bROInOsM0/s1600-h/DSC01983.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also Annie def dominated the huge bowl of soba! WAY to GO! She rocks it- and is so Japanese! Did you notice the bangs! HEHE- Def love this girl! Such a great sister in Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-n197EI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/35VbN0ZmaVI/s320/n164100495_30429523_8598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287698728868506690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to Tokyo after one of our slumber parties at Annie's house! Love em! We met up with one of her running buddies from Morning side college! He was leaving the next day! it was fun to get to know a person who is going back to Sioux City, IA but is from Japan! The Irony!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6o8TI8I/AAAAAAAAA9I/ttJLlW1z2lc/s1600-h/n164100495_30429537_2245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6o8TI8I/AAAAAAAAA9I/ttJLlW1z2lc/s320/n164100495_30429537_2245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287646983397516226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6o8TI8I/AAAAAAAAA9I/ttJLlW1z2lc/s1600-h/n164100495_30429537_2245.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok I love Apples! And pimped out my new Nano (I was very good this year- Santa thought so!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6PsFdDI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QOAjsNsOuaI/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6PsFdDI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QOAjsNsOuaI/s320/DSC02006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287646976618624050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-6PsFdDI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QOAjsNsOuaI/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This H&amp;amp;M just opened about three months ago- I read it in the paper! And I love H&amp;amp;M so I had to stop! At 10 there was a line waiting for it to open at 11! Crazy! I love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-Kk0fcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WXDhhjwXFIY/s320/n164100495_30429539_2783.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287698721011957186" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE are El Ed! We def found some sweet kids books in Tokyo! WE were just monkeying around! Badomchick! (drum sound)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-5Z7K8vI/AAAAAAAAA84/ltTSQ2kikwk/s1600-h/n164100495_30429535_1704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-5Z7K8vI/AAAAAAAAA84/ltTSQ2kikwk/s320/n164100495_30429535_1704.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287646962186384114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-5Z7K8vI/AAAAAAAAA84/ltTSQ2kikwk/s1600-h/n164100495_30429535_1704.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE LOVE nan! We found a great Indian food restaurant! And we ate curry and Nan which is my FAVORITE! spicy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-5W3mEXI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4gDf4tQNXI0/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-5W3mEXI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4gDf4tQNXI0/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWF-5W3mEXI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4gDf4tQNXI0/s320/DSC02000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287646961366077810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Classic Tokyo pic! Did I say that Annie was a friend sent by God! She is also a missionary! It has been such a blessing to get to know this woman after God! She has challenged me in so many ways! (also she is a missionary so someday I will be able to look back at this and tell my kids that I was able to walk beside a great missionary of our time!- I am the Aaron for this Moses!) Pray for this missionary! She is following God not matter what so that will be difficult but she is ready! (WOW do I really know her- I am too blessed!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember: you never know who God will place in your life! Be Blessed and ready for blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4830573884118521116?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4830573884118521116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4830573884118521116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4830573884118521116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4830573884118521116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-tokyo-in-onsen.html' title='Going to Tokyo in an Onsen!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGt-bVEWyI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UzpDcFdpI5U/s72-c/n164100495_30429502_3648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-6544142474535489474</id><published>2009-01-05T12:35:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:10:08.116+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vaca-1'/><title type='text'>Christmas in Japan Sukiyaki anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyp2PryI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ROTlamJHg0I/s1600-h/DSC01838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyp2PryI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ROTlamJHg0I/s320/DSC01838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287649045224861474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Japanese Family- Roberta (real life missionary!) &amp;amp; Takao (real life Japanese man of God!), Angela (mom), Sheila (auntie), and Joe (dad), well then me (child) missing Annu- my sis!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Christmas was both hard and fun! It was defiantly hard to work on Christmas Day and work with others who did not celebrate Jesus as I did, but it was also a blessing to share my Christmas traditions with my students and teachers. I taught many lessons that day saying the name of Jesus as much as possible- and it was so freeing. In Japan, religions are not seen as a need to tolerate but to listen and learn about other cultures. I took advantage of that! And It was also hard to be away from the US and my family but God brought me here and gave me a Japanese family! (well two if you consider this family above as well as my authentic Japanese family!). So on the 23rd of  December it is the Emperors B-day so we do not have school. So instead we had a Sukiyaki Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyYeeBSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/GTqk875Va_0/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyHPQV1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/6mTVBx0kE1M/s1600-h/DSC01789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyHPQV1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/6mTVBx0kE1M/s320/DSC01789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287649035934521170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyHPQV1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/6mTVBx0kE1M/s1600-h/DSC01789.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Sukiyaki- a sauce pan with a broth and boiling beef, veggies, lettuce, potatoes, and bunches of yummy stuff! Served with rice- of course! This is SO good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyI0jlFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ipBfTau0x9c/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyI0jlFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ipBfTau0x9c/s320/DSC01787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287649036359406674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyI0jlFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ipBfTau0x9c/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Takao- Mr. Sukiyaki- he makes a mean Sukiyaki and served us so graciously and in very large portions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyYeeBSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/GTqk875Va_0/s320/DSC01812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287649040561734946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angela being ridiculous! And Takao laughing at us while we are playing a sweet game that I was not good at and Roberta dominated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So after we ate we opened many presents and played a sweet game! Then we laid down for a while to let things settle. It was a great meal I think I am still feeling it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAdYhGQ5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ll91BdWprdg/s1600-h/n164100495_30426450_4610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAdYhGQ5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ll91BdWprdg/s320/n164100495_30426450_4610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648679795508114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAdYhGQ5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ll91BdWprdg/s1600-h/n164100495_30426450_4610.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, After we got done teaching on Friday 26th- we went to Fujioshida which is the town at the base of Mnt Fuji! We got sweet shots and did so much stuff! We went ice skating at a huge ice rink. This ice rink was in the middle of a huge theme park, it had a 4th dimensional (not a word but deal) roller coaster- it did not just let you dangle, go upside down, and go really fast, you can also spin 360 while riding this thing! (Ops I think I just puked in my mouth!) It was huge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAcxrAkdI/AAAAAAAAA94/KmPC0eLqG5M/s320/DSC01873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648669368095186" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAdI4NjkI/AAAAAAAAA-I/If36nLQ6oME/s1600-h/DSC01908.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skater chicas! We were def out of control on the ice! (Americans on Ice- it was a show)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAdI4NjkI/AAAAAAAAA-I/If36nLQ6oME/s320/DSC01908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648675597487682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to an Onsen- basically a mineral bath that soothes your tired achy body! After all the skating we needed it! Then we did what most Japanese people do- KARA-OKE! It was a blast! We danced, and sang out hearts out! What a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAc_eu41I/AAAAAAAAA-A/zTFDtoYv_5Y/s1600-h/n164100495_30426501_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAc_eu41I/AAAAAAAAA-A/zTFDtoYv_5Y/s320/n164100495_30426501_4542.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648673074701138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAc_eu41I/AAAAAAAAA-A/zTFDtoYv_5Y/s1600-h/n164100495_30426501_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we came back home to Kofu. Annie and I got to have a slumber party with Roberta and Takao. It was so fun! We ate at a local ma and pa place, ate chocolate, made hot chocolate with mallows, and laughed so much! I love them so much! They give and give- they are a true family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAcxrAkdI/AAAAAAAAA94/KmPC0eLqG5M/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAcuQbFaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/5pvvCY6Z12s/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAcuQbFaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/5pvvCY6Z12s/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAcuQbFaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/5pvvCY6Z12s/s320/109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648668451280290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We see this every day! Praise God! His finger prints are everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember: When God places beauty in front of you- Do not see the subzero weather- see his fingerprints- they are everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-6544142474535489474?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/6544142474535489474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=6544142474535489474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6544142474535489474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6544142474535489474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-in-japan-sukiyaki-anyone.html' title='Christmas in Japan Sukiyaki anyone?'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SWGAyp2PryI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ROTlamJHg0I/s72-c/DSC01838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-6670845335184690497</id><published>2008-12-26T08:35:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:35:24.824+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faves'/><title type='text'>Random Banter 2!</title><content type='html'>So it is after Christmas and I am still at work. I am enjoying a peppermint chocolate latte though thanks to a wonderful gift of peppermint coco! But I have just experienced a few thing to which I can not leave to myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was reading my daily word of the day from Merriam Webster, I saw this add and it struck me with such force it took me about 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; to recoup and to explain in Japanese why I was on the floor. It said click here if you want to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;win&lt;/span&gt; a free green card. Come to the US everyone is welcome! (this sound like the movie The Island.) if you haven't seen it this is not an ad to watch it. WOW I went through most emotions you would feel in a comedic/ horror film- those do not come out very much so if you do not understand just imagine! Again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BEhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;? Free green card- they had people form all over the world on this ad and it was sad, funny, but random. Sad because many people who want green cards can't get them yet this site is "giving" them away. How Ironic- lets let that one set in..... and if you need one try this site maybe this time you will be chosen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well just for clarification, I do not go about reading the dictionary for just any reason. It is not my free reading book or at no time will you hear the words "oh free time Let's get the dictionary!" But to this I say I am a sucker for language and SCRABBLE. So anyway I can keep sweet words flowing in my head the better chance i have to spell the quintessential word on the board! Lately some faves are vex, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;furcation&lt;/span&gt;, speculation, fruition, grapple, collage (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;), maverick, merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;textmas&lt;/span&gt; (using texts for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; greetings), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tomodachi&lt;/span&gt; (friend in Japanese- man I need to study! So for the most part I am pretty ridiculous but love Scrabble. Maybe I will make Scrabble my hobby-(in Japan you can only have one and it is what you spend all your time doing.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would think I could get away from ugly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; sweaters in Japan. Well, not get away but maybe see less of them- well NOT TRUE! They are the RAGE now! From the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; sweater dress to the Christmas sweater boots wow I feel the need to get one just because I see it everywhere! To only feel this in the states! well maybe not and commercialism is kinda getting to me but Oh the possibilities! They are endless. with a bright future in casual suits with tennis shoes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this must be the season for blogging because I will be pumping out many here soon! So please enjoy this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Even when you are a week behind your blog it is still worth publishing- who knows who will enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-6670845335184690497?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/6670845335184690497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=6670845335184690497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6670845335184690497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/6670845335184690497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-banter-2.html' title='Random Banter 2!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5403214137711988444</id><published>2008-12-24T15:42:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:01:19.638+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Eve'/><title type='text'>I don't want a lot for Christmas but there is just one thing i need...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things have been jolly ever since December began. There are many things to jingle about and many things to rebuttal. To which this next verse shall harken to your memory.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; On the first day of Christmas,  Santa came to my house first. HA HA. I mean HO HO. The 20th was my Christmas via Skype. I saw Momma Kissing Santa Clause over skype, and the headless wiseman under the Keese tree, also the Iowa snow. I also was witness to the Christmas traditions over skype. We read the Christmas Story, from Matthew this year, then ripped a new one into the presents. If you were every so lucky all my kin received hashi (chopsticks), inden (japan deer skin), and usually something to the effect of a Dragon Ball Z eraser (to those who we catch watching this TV show on Saturdays- not to name any reindeer but DAD you are ridiculous!). Well we were definitely rocking around the Christmas Tree and enjoyed Christmas early. (ps if you didn't notice I completely Jingled the bells (wrote a part of a Christmas song) in every sentence- just checking your pulse to see if it is set for Christmas!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the second day of Christmas, There was a Staff Christmas party called an Bon Enki. (a Christmas bonus party- hence bon enki!) It was well lets say interesting. I had some firsts. One first was I was asked what my blood type was! It is a common thing here for there is a belief that different blood types mesh better than others. (who came up with this I am not sure but the saying is true- know your blood type before coming to Japan.- ok I made up that saying but it is true!) Also, I was asked what my hobby is. (again in Japan the word Hobby has no plural- you only have one) SO I said- I am an American so my Hobbies are golfing, running, ect ect... (not to bore you). (this person was kinda surprised). Another first, I was refereed to as Japanese. To that I gave the Japanese BEHHHHH? I asked why and to this truthful account- He said "I was not like most American women who were loud and chatty but quiet and elegant." (put that in your pipe and smoke it!). I felt very unsure at this moment what I should do, either bow or bow lower? Three stereotypical Japanese things happened BEFORE the party! To this I graciously pass to you entrusting that you will use the information as evidence that I can be somewhat Japanese. ( I am short, ELEGANT, QUIET, I take my shoes off everywhere I go, I say Behhhh as much as the rest, I say Summimasen and Gomenasain in every sentence, I tend to bow often even when I do not know if I should, yeah you could say I am pretty Japanese). (oh ps- i have already asked if i dye my hair and wear colored contacts- To this I say no I was born this way- sorry to offend your previous stereotypes of people with green eyes and blondish hair!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Third Day of Christmas,  we have made so many snowflakes that my eyes are going buggy. Well I am to teach Christmas to students- to which I can answer but three words- JESUS Jesus' Birthday and Christmas trees (well that is more than three but forgive my lack of erasing that and writing five). So I used pics from home to officially blow these children's minds. I make sure they think that most every American goes to Church on Christmas, that we really celebrate Jesus' Birthday, and maybe we have headless wisemen- (the third is a lie but I wanted to). I thus start this Christmas decoupage of Christmas Pics from favorites of mine. The lights in my apt, the my house (to which they say wow so big- and its midori (green)), Christmas Cookies (what no Christmas Cakie??) and The biggest ham (hamu) I could find on the internet- looks like a spiral ham on vacation! They are just completely blown to shreds then I add we are making snow and they fall off their chairs and we call 119- the (911) of Japan. (Ok maybe they fell off their chairs because my presentation was horrible and they were falling asleep but they did fall. Anywho- I tell them how to fold the paper and give the best model snowflake possible. It rocked- I was pretty sure they could not top it. Well much to my no-so surprise- they did. They are way older than my second graders and well lets say these things are like masterpieces. ( Thus I have been practicing ever since). Dag yo! Well at least Jesus was brought up many times and he gives grace to my lack of snowflaking ability! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON the fifth day of Christmas, a my blog gave to me, unbelievable falsehoods... (please return and sing the last line like the song thus proposes). Ok, I have received some quite shocking quite outlandish comments from lets say the last blog I wrote... To these who will remain name scrambled rabeD, and miJ....HWHAT? this can not be accepted not agreed with. Lets take a little walk in the past..... Last blog (imagine a dream bubble appearing and yeah you get the drill) I was writing about how I saw Brittany Spears on Japanese TV and how she was not good in America so she needed the humble "I will clap even if it is horrible" style of the Japanese culture to cure my need for fame. And after this such clever remark I am thus ripped a new one by remarks such as Brittany is my "hero" and "I agree with rebeD". Can this be born, it can not!  and Will be shot in three for two shots are not as cool as three. How can such an alliance of falsehood be brought about? This liking of one who is so far below the line of sanity? Is this to reflect my clever rebuttal of her sanity? To those who think my past rant as a twisted cry for her honor, I say- If I had a poster collection of heroes there would be five posters. Jesus for he is def number 1 and does look sweet on posters, Jon Chu (director of Step up 2) who satisfies my need for break dancing by keeping it alive and plugg'n it with more BASS, Gene Kelley who dances, sings, and directs (seriously does anything else need to be said),  well probably Martha Stewart- before the felonies, and an origami Crane- because they are sweet! As you see Brittney didn't make the top five let alone the top 100 of my heroes. So with this quick and painless vial of truth the rebuttals are blow to pieces. I only say this because it takes one to accuse and two to solidify the cement (because two people blowing air on the cement defiantly makes it dry faster than one!) NO more drying cement! No Brittney! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is Christmas Eve in Japan. I am enjoying a great movie and making Christmas Cards for my teachers! Later yall! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: Snow is not bad unless you have lots of it! Be careful out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5403214137711988444?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5403214137711988444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5403214137711988444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5403214137711988444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5403214137711988444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-want-lot-for-christmas-but-there.html' title='I don&apos;t want a lot for Christmas but there is just one thing i need...'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8285445754820820859</id><published>2008-12-17T15:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:45:09.305+09:00</updated><title type='text'>So there is Dancer and Prancer and Vixon and Brittney and Cupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SUif582SzHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/S2154y3K4T0/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SUif582SzHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/S2154y3K4T0/s320/DSC01953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646381027118194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Santa's Coming to town in less than a week well actually a week from now and Japan stops for nothing. To celebrate this they have a test the day after Christmas and it is still raining. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's beginning to look a lot like early spring everywhere you go!!!? Well this is what I got cold rain all day. I am so surprise that it is still raining? Where is the snow? Well I hear that this doesn't come till about middle of January and maybe early February and the temperatures are horrible so I will take a great rain for now! Well i think it has stopped mostly but it is still so cold everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well you are wondering why is Brittney one of the reindeer. We you could say "If America doesn't like you come to Japan you will be a hit!" She appeared as a guest musician at one of Japan's music award shows last night. How did I catch it- it was fate I guess. She sang horribly and remains one of the worst singers around and so if you take that side then she did pretty well. She dominated the worst song and costume ever. She looked crazy and thus remains so. She did answer a few questions by saying thank you and thank you so we know that her vocabulary has grown a few words! So needless to say I was not impressed but at least Japan loves her (well they at least clapped). I guess that goes to show that Japanese people are nice even if you come out on stage wearing basically your underwear. Crazy! (please do not try this in the US please wait till you come to Japan).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note... last weekend I had the privilege of singing Christmas carols at nursing homes all over Kofu! Our Church does it every year and we could do it! I was so excited! We prepared by baking so many Christmas cookies and putting them into a baggies! We also handed out a track that was a true story about a samurai finding out about Christmas. (How Japanese I loved it!) We sang in Japanese and English- and I READ THE JAPANESE AND SANG ALONG. Ok I was pretty excited when I read all the hirigana and was able to sing along on my own! WOW Crazy how long have I been here? 4 and a half months! And God is blessing my language! So Sunday we sang all over town and greeted and hugged many older people which was such a blessing! I loved it! Even with the language barrier I just sat and listened. It was so fun! Also we have our Christmas service this week and I am in the play again! HOW fun! I love doing these! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as far as the bikes situation- I have a horrible bike but just glad that I have one! So no worries there! We are all just prepping for our December 27 th trip to Nagano (where they had the winter Olympics a few years ago) to go on a Family ski trip! ( it will be a lot more tripping for me then skiing but I shall try!) I hope to come back bettering my skills and enjoying my American/Japanese family- Joe, Sheila, Annie, and Angela! What a group! Pray for our safety and ability to relax before the second half of our teaching. (true January is my half way marker!) Crazy how the times flies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: When you put up wall hooks think about if your walls are made of pure plaster or not- because screws and plaster are pretty much not a good mix! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8285445754820820859?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8285445754820820859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8285445754820820859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8285445754820820859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8285445754820820859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-there-is-dancer-and-prancer-and.html' title='So there is Dancer and Prancer and Vixon and Brittney and Cupid'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/SUif582SzHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/S2154y3K4T0/s72-c/DSC01953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-4072373054161935786</id><published>2008-12-09T21:07:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:41.775+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas presents'/><title type='text'>What does that have to do with the price of rice in a rice-less country!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a quick emotional journey through me receiving the biggest bunch of Christmas presents last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST9BBhmNUWI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/TCWANnk5bQE/s320/DSC01957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278008782755811682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are all of those for me?? What? Was I that good? And how did Santa San get into my house? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST5gu5PSErI/AAAAAAAAA6g/UNofnBFACfI/s320/DSC01958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277762172079968946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My outward appearance of my inward feeling. (Contrary to popular belief, this is not me practicing my smiles for school pictures this is a look but utter surprise and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmasy&lt;/span&gt; happiness!) Right after I got the presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST5guxq9sBI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wb3CPNnZV20/s320/DSC01963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277762170048589842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you say Nativity? I can! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KAWAII&lt;/span&gt;- where is the headless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wiseman&lt;/span&gt; when you need him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST5gvHQ6scI/AAAAAAAAA6w/JeT3m62drPQ/s320/DSC01964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277762175844921794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt; of a tree! This is my third Christmas tree in my small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;apato&lt;/span&gt;! You could say I am my mother's child! (don't ask her how many she has- too many to count!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST8-l9_W5bI/AAAAAAAAA7I/fHwQYBIVuG0/s320/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278006110317897138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma J's famous cookies- blurry because I was so excited I was shaking! Also slobbering because these cookies are the BEST in the WORLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST8-lYNx22I/AAAAAAAAA7A/nSK3dqQgegs/s320/DSC01966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278006100177836898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New addition of lights (which a set like that would cost around 60 dollars here) I am quite rich- oh wait rents got em for me! THANKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, this is basically for the rents! Sorry to bore you with such a wondrous moment for me but I needed to share it with you all- for I was so joyful and surprised- not much happens here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: Is that a piece of hair? NO, It's a piece of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stringy&lt;/span&gt; silver fringe stuff that you put on your tree. (Its such a hate love relationship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-4072373054161935786?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/4072373054161935786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=4072373054161935786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4072373054161935786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/4072373054161935786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-does-that-have-to-do-with-price-of.html' title='What does that have to do with the price of rice in a rice-less country!'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/ST9BBhmNUWI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/TCWANnk5bQE/s72-c/DSC01957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8876134060279527134</id><published>2008-12-07T19:51:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:46:34.139+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buying vowels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kurisumasu'/><title type='text'>HAMU, IESUKUREAMU... I want to by a vowel, can I buy a mu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusg0PhMqI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/QyvGIzGHBWY/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusg0PhMqI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/QyvGIzGHBWY/s320/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277001068174193314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well folks, It is that time of year again. When the rain falls, and people play tennis in outdoor courts! EHHHH? (for those of you who understand- that is the Japanese sound for what?) Yes, that is my fate for this year- 40 degree weather and rain in December. It is very weird to think that it is going to be like this- no snow- or very little, and cold rain! But thought the outdoors are quite un-IOWA Christmas like, I shall create for you a piece of Christmas in my apato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusgnuBrzI/AAAAAAAAA6I/SnNaf3CCFP0/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusgnuBrzI/AAAAAAAAA6I/SnNaf3CCFP0/s320/DSC01952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277001064812490546" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You know when you don't have lots of nick nacks you some how make them... wrong I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes, I decided today, Sunday December 7th to venture into the beautiful weather and get some warming devices and more Christmas Decorations! They are very few but there are some so I went to explore my area. but first- after waking and cleaning out my apartment for a pre-Christmas Decoration ritual, I found my back tire of my borrow bike- completely flat. So It was sorta flat last night but today was completely flat- I love the idea of biked but not the ridiculousness of them. So I walked my bike to get air and then there was a popping noise- and the man went on to tell me- that I should get a new tire. (from what I understood- which was a good click of it). Well I asked where should I go- and he did direct me and I understood- crazy! So I went and using three words asked for a new tire and right then and there they did it and it cost somewhat of 40 dolla which for the price of  walking everywhere and not having a bike was pretty good! So I got it fixed and decided to take this new Bridgestone tire out for a spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusgf-T8ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/yP_9xKN4ozA/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusgf-T8ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/yP_9xKN4ozA/s320/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277001062733312402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusgf-T8ZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/yP_9xKN4ozA/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I found a Nativity at the store! YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So, I went on a little Kokubo travel. I hense passed buy a Lawsons- a convinie as we would say- and peddled past the MAKONODONARUDO's ( yeah guess what that is) and turned to the big bridge. This bridge is a part of my short runs. I run to this bridge and hence pant up the stairs on the side to the top and then across and down and back and well you know the drill! So I got up and over with my bike- because they have sweet middle ramps on the stairs. These are fun to run up but some people bike down them and wow I still haven't gotten up enough guts to try!! Kinda steep if you ask me. Anywho I found my way to the D2 (not DQ as my dad would have it) and found myself a very small humidifier which uses a water bottle as the water reservoir. It is so cute- I want to take it home to the US but it says only to use in Japan-what is that? Any who found a few Christmas decs and some sweet Charlie Brown Japanese cards. (when you think Christmas you think Charlie brown don't you! I DO!). And then I got this hot water bottle, which is all the rage in Japan- the "we do not use central heating or cooling so we use as many objects to keep us warm as possible) between layers, hot water bottles and those hand warmer things- wow we all look like Eskimos! Any who it will find its way into the bottom of my bed as a pre-bed time warmer! SO D2 was successful! My bike basket was quite full!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then on to Joy Mall (which by the way there are three by me- and they are very similar to Des Moines malls- def have a Merle Hay, Valley West and Jordan Creek style mall! so much like home). Anywho I went to Jordan Creek- I mean Joy Mall and approached the biggest DAISO ever- the Dolla store! Dolla stores are huge here! They have everything you ever need! Plus its a dolla who would not get something? Any who I was searching for some tea, and a few Christmas decs! And then it hit me like a car hitting a bike- a black tree?? yeah they have them here- not sure why but really that is not what hit me like a child realizing they have to go to the bathroom- a 90 cm Christmas tree for 462 en (yen) Like 5 dolla! WHAT? my little puny tree at home was not looking so great to this grandeur. So out of no where I grabbed it and some more Christmas ornaments and bolted! SO I got out side and was about ready to head back home to set this winter wonderland up and then I remembered- I was just at D2 and had a full basket- AHH! Thank goodness for bungee cords I roped myself a full basket and strapped the tree on the back of my bike and hauled that thing home!  and this is the outcome! KAWAI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurlvdp2eI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/n4h6mxmKLJQ/s320/DSC01936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277000053279021538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It is nothing compared to my sister's but inside I feel so much at home. I love this little tree- I get so much joy out of decorating the tree and bossing anyone around who does not do it like I want it (just ask the family!). I was completely free to decorate it how I wanted- I didn't have anyone to boss around- kinda missed that but it turned out wonderful! And Mom- after looking at this picture I did move that smaller green one around and switched a few of the glossy bulbs that were too close- no worries!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurl8PNsiI/AAAAAAAAA5g/c08EMVpSgB8/s320/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277000056708117026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What a wonderful home- like feeling- my favorite thing to do during Christmas is to come home and turn on the Christmas tree and sit in the dark and just relax and look at it! (lame but true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurmS0c_DI/AAAAAAAAA5w/XspzAyyWnmg/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurmS0c_DI/AAAAAAAAA5w/XspzAyyWnmg/s320/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277000062769888306" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurmS0c_DI/AAAAAAAAA5w/XspzAyyWnmg/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here is a little of what the new arrangement looks like- more home-y I think. Also, I like the dissonance  I feel since the rug is not straight and the table is shifted- no joke it is a sweet feeling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurmAWCToI/AAAAAAAAA5o/lQr_tbg0-UU/s1600-h/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurmAWCToI/AAAAAAAAA5o/lQr_tbg0-UU/s320/DSC01942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277000057810472578" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurmAWCToI/AAAAAAAAA5o/lQr_tbg0-UU/s1600-h/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ok. This was the tree I had at first- and really is this enough? NO! And if you haven't noticed- I have used all of these wonderful mini-quilts my grandmother made for me to take as gifts- as perfect decor for christmas. OK I promise to give them away but it is hard- they are sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STurm27QFhI/AAAAAAAAA54/5y8q6TNaLjI/s320/DSC01944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277000072462079506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;OK I couldn't find garland so I opted for ribbon and these snow flakes that were left for me! I think it is kinda sweet- just more Christmas please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So as you see, though I may step out into sunshine for Christmas- and work- I can still come home and find a bit of Christmas just like I would have at my home in the US. What a great feeling of home! I just wanted to share this with all of you! It made me remember Christmas and home! Also, in classes now I am teaching Christmas lessons and can freely say JESUS as much as possible- so we talk about him all the time! LOVE IT! What a great feeling of release- no worrying about rules or being fired for believing what our founding father believed in. (kinda strange that that happens!) Well, from this side of the world I wish everyone a wonderful Christmas Holiday! Please do not get caught up in the rush and business of Christmas to not take time to remember Jesus and him being a gift to all of us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Remember: Why want more for Christmas when you get to wake up everyday and Glorify God with your life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-8876134060279527134?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/8876134060279527134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=8876134060279527134' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8876134060279527134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/8876134060279527134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2008/12/hamu-iesucreamu-i-want-to-by-vowel-can.html' title='HAMU, IESUKUREAMU... I want to by a vowel, can I buy a mu?'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STusg0PhMqI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/QyvGIzGHBWY/s72-c/DSC01949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-5119667750248148397</id><published>2008-12-05T15:32:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:06:06.648+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and arresting people'/><title type='text'>abcdefghijk mnopqrstuvwxyz.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STjL4LZ5yxI/AAAAAAAAA44/0JxAj39h4dw/s1600-h/IMG_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STjL4LZ5yxI/AAAAAAAAA44/0JxAj39h4dw/s320/IMG_2053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276191129459084050" /&gt;\&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;May I brag a little- This is my sisters tree! Rock it girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Herro! My name is Tomoya. I like to run. Do you like to run? How is the weather? Nice to meet you! Your Friend- Tomoya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So today's topics will be of a variety of brainwaves and will encompass a huge yama (mountain) of nashi (pears) (hence put them together and you get yamanashi- where i live- hehe) Ikimashow- Let's Go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First: I just finished my first All English- my teacher wasn't here so she said you get to do whatever you want to do all in English- class. We extended their ability to introduce themselves and created letters to send to America. As I was the only one who was in control of the class and I wrote a few Japanese phrases to help me out- It went really well. I thought there would be utter chaos and there would be a rampage of little Japanese children running around the room saying HERRO HERRO MORRY TEACHER. That was not the case-  I used my scary teacher eye (that I got from my DAD) and my limited Japanese to effectively teach.... well tell them about sending letter to America. While some of the letters will look very similar to one to which was "written" to me by my friend Madeline (sorry I had to use a name and wanted it to be interesting and she lives in California which they felt was so cool!). So needless to say, a good majority of students chose to opt for the I will copy the teachers letter and sign my name on it route but A good few did  a great job of writing an original work. To this I say- SUGOI! I was so excited! I loved reading them. Any who, it was worthwhile and I think we both learned something. Also I knew enough Japanese to help most of the students and some students helped me so much! I felt so good! It was fun! Now I get to do this 3 more times! How great! I expect only more interesting things to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second: It is raining in Japan. Document this- it is December 5th (or fiveth as students would say), and it is raining. Samui desu- it is cold but raining. So strange to me. The temperature has been so warm lately I haven't needed to wear so many layers- I hope it stays like this for a while... but I can only hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Third:  I just got thermals from the rents- thanks they are much needed. Also, I got some window coverings to keep out the cold. I thought yeah this will be so easy and no problem. I have three windows and a door with an opening on it! Well it turned out to be quite the ordeal. I got the smaller window up with little problem since it was small but the huge window like that time I tackled and wrassled myself a codfish in the Indian river. I got the tape on but didn't have anyone to help hold the wax paper so the wax paper kept getting stuck and and I had to stand on a chair which had wheels on tatami which is not the most level and then when i got it on it was too cold outside so when i wanted to seal it with a hairdryer I also needed my personal halogen light heater beside me to warm up the wax and on and on. But I did get it done and my apato (apt) is so much warmer than before. Ok that is a lie because we do not have insulation so it is not warmer but leaks less! So thank you for the paper and hope this never happens to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fourth: as far as the stolen bike- it is not back yet! It is still missing and I am using a children sized bike from Kamijo. ( which fits me well because I can finally stop my bike and stay seated on the seat (otherwise it is too tall and I have to get off every time). You would think this would not be such a problem in Japan but there is somethings to a granny bike that I will never understand- chopper handles and huge tires!But you gotta love the kid bikes! Mine is now maroon with flames on the side - or will soon have them ( I think nail polish will work). But any who all is well on the Japanese ghetto side- I am no longer fighting the gangs for street time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fourth: The children do not drink milk during the winter because it is so cold outside which means a combo of milk and instant coffee on my desk! HOLLA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for listening to the ramblings of Just a Guz they were brought to you buy Wakki Wakki- a chocolate treat that you can eat while you walk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember: When you see a piece of gum under railing it is not free candy! (love that movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~MOlly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271904920754854530-5119667750248148397?l=justaguz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/feeds/5119667750248148397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6271904920754854530&amp;postID=5119667750248148397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5119667750248148397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271904920754854530/posts/default/5119667750248148397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaguz.blogspot.com/2008/12/abcdefghijk-mnopqrstuvwxyz.html' title='abcdefghijk mnopqrstuvwxyz.........'/><author><name>MOlly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04829290870778582112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/TFTALyO5fPI/AAAAAAAACW4/pXOnibf60Lc/S220/DSC02988_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHOhijCHYh4/STjL4LZ5yxI/AAAAAAAAA44/0JxAj39h4dw/s72-c/IMG_2053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271904920754854530.post-8824434195266466620</id><published>2008-12-01T13:45:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:25:32.784+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stolen bikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and victories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairy legs'/><title type='tex
