Monday, May 19, 2008

Irony

It's spring and like every spring I suddenly get the overwhelming urge to diet. Exercise more, eat better. I start thinking about the beach and the rivers up in the mountains and camps and how wonderful it would be if I could wear some of my cute little outfits that astonishingly no longer fit. So Saturday I'm going through closets for inspiration while my son is in school.

Now, there's a lot to moan about with Japanese junior high school, mostly the long hours which I'm not used to. I mean, home at six thirty? What IS that? Going to school on the occasional Saturday and Sunday? And summer vacation? Come on. However, last weekend's Saturday class was a cute idea.


All the seventh graders had a Study With People in the Neighborhood Day. The school gathered up a bunch of volunteers to teach stuff to the kids. Some of the courses were origami, flower arranging, various sports, and wood working to name a few. It's really nice when the elderly go to teach games and past times that they participated in as children that kids nowadays can hardly fathom. The parents are also encouraged to go to the school and walk around, observe classes, take pictures, whatever. The classes last from nine to noon.

J ended up in a cooking class. He digs cooking so that was fine. I wander over for a few minutes to see what's up. Here the kids are all duded up for their class. Aprons, kerchiefs on their heads...


A little after lunch J comes home with this! And they were amazingly good. I'm like okay...diet starts tomorrow.


Next day, nine thirty at night the guy across the street comes over and is in a tizzy. He works at a trade company and for some reason their online recipe for grilled eel was wrong. Someone wrote in and told them and offered a new version. Since no one in the company actually speaks (reads or writes) English he brought it over to me to check. I did so and we said goodnight.

Day after that his wife brings over a big container of eel bits.



Okay, I can put off the diet another day.


Last week one of the moms from school called me saying she got an ipod and didn't know how to put music on it, could I help. Sure, I say. So today I went over and between playing with her dog and talking about the bullying problem I taught her how to put music on her ipod. As I was leaving...yep, you see this coming...She handed me this:




A box of cookies. Well, dayum.

Conclusion: Someone up there likes fat people or Someone up there like F$%&ing with fat people.

Either way I conclude that today cream puffs are going to rain down from the skies and when I turn on my facet a nice dark chocoalte sauce will flow.

13 comments:

Hilary said...

Sugary situps.. pastry pushups.. junk food jogging.. your diet and exercise routines sound like such fun!

Kappa no He said...

It's called Fudgesicle Fitness. The next new craze! Ha ha.

Anonymous said...

Temptations show up at the worst possible times...

Tell J I said ジュリアンがかわいいいいぃぃぃぃぃ!!

Joe

Kappa no He said...

I just relayed the message. He said, "何でいきなり?"...I have yet to tell him that you know about last Saturday night. Bwa ha ha!

Hey! Thanks for yesterday and I watched a BSG to hurry myself along. But it left an awful taste in my mouth (keeping with the food theme). I mean, I never liked Kat. Why did they have to go and make her into some hero? Bleh.

Richard Crawford said...

Drooooool...

If I ever make it out your way you'll have to feed me.

plaidearthworm said...

In regard to your conclusion, why, yes, the universe loves fat people, and also loves to mess with us. I've always suspected there was an equation that measures your sense of humor vs. how hungry you are. Salads make me mean. Strawberry shortcake makes me happy. ;)

And I got a kick out of the tags for your blog entry: Grilled eel and irony. Sounds like a great title for a short story!

Kappa no He said...

Richard, hey! Oh, that isn't even the BEST of it. I'm the only person in the world who has gained weight living in Japan...everything is so damned delish.

Plaid, I think you just explained to me why I keep a bar of dark chocolate in my purse! Voila!

I take that as a dare. I'm gonna write a story called Grilled "Eel and Irony". Ha ha.

Katarina-bakajo said...

You know, kids always complain about the "wierd" kids who dont like chocolate, when they are 40-50 they are going to envy those children :D

Kappa no He said...

I never, ever, ever thought of it that way. Curse me being one of those chocolate-eating kiddies! Although I was weird in all sorts of other ways that have no effect on my waist line. Sad.

Ello said...

I am on a diet too, but damn it! I would be so happy if someone gave me a box of Japanese cookies! I love the one with chestnut and the one with red bean! Yummy!!

Kappa no He said...

He he he....I can send you some...(^3~)/~

Mary Witzl said...

I wish I could get my computer to write kanji and kana! The one we had before did this just fine.

I could have snubbed those donuts (although with some difficulty), and the little cookies at the end leave me cold too. But the unagi!! I envy you that from the bottom of my heart! We used to have unagi a few times a month and we all LOVED it. Just hearing about it makes me feel all weepy and wistful.

Tell Julian I think he's cute too. (Though I suspect he'd be happier if my 13-year-old girl said this.)

Kappa no He said...

Mary! In the States I didn't eat many sweets, but here. Lordy. And unagi. Yea, me and J love it. Hubby, not so much.

I'll tell him! And yea...he's just starting to come out of the 'eyuu girls' stage.