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Have you ever wondered what a Port-O-Potty looks like in Japan?  Well, this is it.  That's right, a squatty-potty shitter!  Gotta love Japan!

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Holy shit! My blog has been viewed over 13,000 times!

When I started this useless blog back in May, 2008, I never thought anyone would read it. After all, who gives a rat's ass about a 4 foot, 10 inch Texan living in Tokyo, Japan? Well, apparently, you fine folks do!

There have been times where I've considered deleting the blog because I thought no one was interested in our misadventures, but you, my faithful readers, have kept me going and writing. And, for that, I thank you.

From the bottom of my midget, Mexican, momma heart, domo arigato goizaimasu (thanks, thank you very much).

Thanks for taking the time to stop by Weenie's World! It's much appreciated!

Movin' on up

My little swimmer has passed level 2 and is now going to be in level 3 swim lessons. Hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!

You people have no idea how long Jude has been in level 2, possibly years--maybe 18 years, at least it feels that way! This is a very big step for him, and I'm so proud of his achievement. After level 3 is level 4 (duh!) and then swim team. That's right, swim team!

For those of you without children, you are probably rolling your eyes or about to press that large X on the right hand corner of your computer screen. You're probably thinking, who gives a shit that your kid has passed to the next level of swim lessons? Right?! Well, it's not just about swim lessons, it's about finding out what he's in to, discovering what he likes. And he likes swimming!

For me, finding an activity that my kid enjoys is important. It's about offering him a little bit of everything and seeing what he gravitates towards.

I want to offer Jude every opportunity to try everything out there, whether it be swimming, Karate, pottery making, art, baseball, music, or whatever. I want to help him discover all the fun that can be had by discovering something you enjoy.

I know I'm glad my parents gave me the opportunity to discover music. I don't think I appreciated it much as a child, but now I do. And I just want to give my kid the same chance to fall in love with something the way I fell in love with music.

Going with it

Okay, I live in Japan. Duh! I live here temporarily as a result of Husband's job. When our job is done here, they (Husband's employer) will kindly move us to wherever they think we need to go to continue his job.

That's how I live. I never know what's coming down the pipe. I don't know how to plan for a future when I don't know where the future might take us. I live day to day never really knowing what lies ahead.

At first, the idea of this was totally, utterly frightening, especially for a seriously Type A personality, like myself. The idea of not being able to plan every second of everyday for the next 10 years scared the shit out of me, but then I just let go. Now, I'm not saying I'm not Type A--I don't think that will ever change, but, now, I just go with the flow. Instead of using pen on my calendar, I only use pencil. That way I can make changes, and there are always changes. Always.

Now, I'm not complaining here. I'm just letting you know what it's like to be me: a midget, Mexican momma living in Japan.

And, frankly, I'm getting used to a life where I only use pencil.

To my sweet Bobik the Wonder Dog

Today I thought of you. Husband and I were remembering the countless times you went carpet surfing on our carpet in Texas, and how you would rub your itching bung hole as you surfed down the hallway, and how you made us laugh out loud in the process. I miss those little moments where you had the power to create joy and laughter in our house simply by being you.

You were the greatest, silliest dog to ever exist, and I'm still so grateful we got to meet you and be your pet parents for those wonderful 4 years. And I know you are up in heaven watching over us, and I just wanted to let you know that even though you are gone, you are still able to bring us joy and laughter.

So, Bobik...thank you for everything you gave us in those short 4 years. I miss you!

To the car designers of the world:

I think a new, mandatory air conditioning vent should be required in all new vehicles, and this vent should be located under the steering wheel, and it will be known as the Crotch Cooler, and it will do just that-- cool your crotch. Because, you see, in the sweltering heat, ones' crotch sweats... a lot, and an AC vent blowing cool air on it would be nice, really nice. And, since it could get a little smelly as a result of said vent, I advise that this vent have some type of air freshener permanently installed inside of it. That way the whole car doesn't end up smelling like sweaty kooter.

I know this Crotch Cooler vent sounds a little bizarre-o, but, trust me, I know lots of women out there would pay kindly for it. I know I would.

Thank you for your time and consideration,

Weenie

The Pixie cut

If I was 10 pounds thinner, I think I could pull off the Pixie cut.

I had this hair style when I was 18, and thinner. I loved it. It was so easy and fun. Even though I looked like a little boy from behind, I didn't care. There something to be said about being able to wash your hair with a bar of Ivory soap.

Who knows, maybe I'll get the balls to whack my hair off again. I think it would be liberating, and an excuse to wear really large earrings and tons of mascara--Lord knows I love mascara!

What do you think?

Utopia

Okay, if you think I'm nice, you have me all wrong. There isn't anything nice about me, and I'm okay with that. Life's too short to think about what other people think of me.

With that said, I have a tendency to piss people off because of my I don't give a shit what you think attitude. So, if I piss you off because of something I've said, I make no apologies--no regrets!

If I've never pissed you off, and you genuinely think I'm a decent person, that's because you are someone I love and care about. Only a select few of you know the kindness that exists in me. I shower you with it, and I'm happy to do it. For you lucky ones, I'm glad you are in my life. In fact, I wish I could put all of you together in one city, a Weenie Utopia, and surround myself in your presence. You mean that much to me.

Yukata

During summer festivals, young girls and women wear their summer kimonos or yukatas. Here are just a few yukatas we saw on Friday.

Too precious!

Tanabata Festival in color

On Friday, we attended a Tanabata Festival near our apartment. Here are some of my favorite pictures from the event.

Jude playing in the streamers.

The streamers blowing in the gusty wind.

Jude still playing in the streamers.

The view down the street, jam packed with people.

This is my absolute favorite picture from the night! This picture captures Jude perfectly. This is how my sweet boy always looks when he smiles. It just melts my heart!

Men carrying a Mikoshi (a portable shrine).

Husband and Jude.

Husband and Jude walking under the streamers.

Jude jumping in the streamers, having a blast.

Reason #28 why I love Japan: awesome festivals for the whole family to enjoy!