What I've learned in Japan...

1.  raw food is sometimes the best food;

2.  most Japanese people will follow all the rules all the time, no matter what, even if you try to convince them otherwise;

3.  traffic jams in Tokyo have given me a new appreciation for traffic jams in Houston;

4.  sitting on the floor for hours sucks, especially if you just ran 5 miles an hour before;

5.  there's a line for everything...to use the restroom, to check out at the grocery store, to see Mickey Mouse, to ride the subway, to eat dinner;

6.  watch out for the automated door in the taxi cab...sometimes the elderly cab driver will slam it on you;

7.  Japanese schools are crowded, and the teachers work ridiculously long hours;

8. the Tokyo subway system goes all the way down to the 8th layer of Hell;

9.  drunk people will just lie down and take a nap anywhere;

10.  Asahi Super Dry beer is the best;

11.  nato tastes and looks like boogers;

12.  Japanese school girls will find ANY way to make their knee length skirts much, much shorter;

13.  Japanese boys look WAY too much like Japanese girls;

14.  Blacky's is not a place where I would like to get a tan;

15.  I will no longer complain about gas prices;

16.  everything in Tokyo, Japan is really, really expensive;

17.  Japanese women don't look their age;

18.  if you are sitting near the window when your bullet train passes another bullet train at top speed, you will shit your pants;

19.  Ginkaku-ji pavilion, "The Temple of the Silver Pavilion," in Kyoto, Japan is not really effing silver;

20.  Japanese baseball games are kick ass, and PoPo (my dad) really loves the beer girls!

Girlfriends

Jude:  "Mom, my friend Marcus has a girlfriend."

Weenie:  "Oh, really?"

Jude:  "Yep."

(silence)

Jude:  "Mom, what's a girlfriend for?"

Weenie:  "A girlfriend is a girl who does your homework for you in high school."

Jude:  "Oh."

I totally wasn't expecting that question so soon!  They really do grow up WAY too fast! 

The week of the bee

This week my son had a school project.  Benny the Bee (the class mascot) spent the week with us, and Jude had to write in Benny's journal.  Jude had to describe all the fun activities Benny was a part of while he was staying with us.  Here are a few pictures from this weeks' events:

Jude, Jude's piano teacher and Benny the Bee at piano lessons.

Jude and Benny the Bee at swim lessons.

Jude and Benny the Bee eating dinner.  Benny enjoyed his honey.

Here we go again!

Here I am running the Tokyo Marathon a couple of years ago. 

I just signed up for another 1/2 marathon.  I know, I'm crazy.  I think this will be my 4th or 5th half marathon.  It's crazy to think I've forgotten how many I've completed, but I have.  Shit, I'm getting old!

Anywho, my training has begun, and I can't wait to cross that finish line.

The half marathon is April 10th.  Wish me luck!

(I'll keep you posted on my progress and training.  Hell, why don't you join me and train with me?  Huh??!!)

Balls

If I had a dollar for every time the word BALLS was said in my house, I'd be one rich bitch!

New Year's Resolution B.S.

Every year I make a New Year's resolution to do this and that, but somehow doing this and that never happen.  So, this year I'm going to do things differently.  Instead of trying to do things, I'm just going to shut the fuck up and, as my sister-in-law would say, I'm gonna get 'er done.   And, well, I've been getting shit done all week, and I feel so good about it.

I've decided to stop taking the elevator, even though I live on the 5th floor.  So, by the end of each day, I've gone up and down about 30 floors worth of stairs.  Crazy, huh?!  Yes, I'm winded.  Yes, my quads scream at me.  But, I get a little rush when my heart beat goes way the hell up there, and that makes me giddy, and a giddy, midget, Mexican momma is just what this world needs.  I promise!

The 4th day

Today is the 4th consecutive day I've gone to the gym and worked out.   I'm determined to become a lean, mean fighting machine for our summer trip back to the States.  I want to look like a sex goddess good for our cruise to the mother land (Mexico).

Plus, I want to be a few pounds lighter before I add a few more.

On a side note, the hallway in our apartment building smells like a stinky vagina.  Nasty!

All cleaned up

This is what we look like after we've showered and shaved, both of us.

Dearest Sister

Sister has been missing in action, literally.  Several months ago she moved to Kuwait to be a teacher at an international school.  Well, we didn't hear from her for several months.  Then, out of the blue, she e-mailed me on my birthday.  This was my reply:

Hey Sister!  We were beginning to wonder if you were taken hostage by a sheik and turned into a sex slave!  

How's life in the desert?  

Merry Christmas...wait, scratch that...Happy Hanuka and Happy New Year.  Since you don't celebrate Christmas, we didn't get you anything...but we ate a shit ton of bacon and thought of you.   

Yes, my sister is Jewish.  She's the only half-ass Mexican Jew I know, so that makes her pretty special.

I'm a bad blogger

So, I've been neglecting you.  Please forgive me?  This year got away from me.  My butter covered fingers just couldn't keep a grip on everything going on.  But this year I promise to be a better blogger, a more diligent blogger.  And I promise to let you into my world just a little more.

I hope you will stay around for a little piece of Weenie while!   *Smile*