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A Beaut

I was just heading out after eating lunch to see what Kenzo‘s progress was with getting home from school and right as I stepped off the porch there was a lizard basking in the lunchtime sun.

Right then Kenzo and Rinka-chan walked up, so I motioned to them that I needed them to not come up the steps because it'll scare the lizard away, but for some reason words didn't come out of my mouth and I was gesturing awkwardly and doing a bizarre pantomime and Rinka-chan surely looked at Kenzo and said something like, "What is up with your dad?"

I caught the lizard, though. And he's a beaut. 

I fell asleep last night sitting at the kitchen table again, I think. My memory is a little fuzzy because I was extremely tired and after just a few sips of wine I was already starting to fade out. I remember waking up with my head pounding. I either hit the floor or the humidifier. Either way, it was the worst one yet. This is the 3rd time in about 6 months.


This photo doesn't really show how swollen it is, which I guess it good. Eri and my psychiatrist and even the voice inside my head keep telling me to get more sleep, but the more I hear that the harder it seems to be to actually make that happen.

Even though he had zero responsibilities or places he was expected to be, Osamu was up and dressed even earlier than Kenzo. The morning air was amazing, so we had all the windows open and Osamu was busy making... something... in the living room. He's generally a Tasmanian Devil sort of boy, but when he's left to his own devices and without distractions he is pretty industrious. 


We all skipped soccer club today because it was Kenzo's very first elementary school field day.


Osamu was so excited that he dressed in his kindergarten sports clothes and proudly walked with Eri and me up to the school. Kenzo walked to school early with the neighborhood boys and girls. 


He came in second in his race and did great with the tame-ire game, but man he could not muster any excitement for the dance portion of the proceedings.


Eri was a bit irritated because it seemed like Kenzo was just copying his listless friend next to him while literally every single other kid enjoyed the dance.


After he suffered through the dance he brought the magic for the tama-ire game, but his class didn't win.



Eri, Osamu, and I walked home and Kenzo came home a little later, where he and Rinka-chan caught me clumsily catching that lizard.


I skipped breakfast and just had coffee and aojiru so Eri's pork and eggplant stir fry was like heaven.


Osamu's allergies have been acting up again so Eri took the boys to the doctor and of course after the appointment they scoured the area outside the clinic for lizards and bugs. They even brought their bug boxes.


Later I walked over to Ichinazaka and paid a visit to Japan Meat, a crowded market that I'm starting to think is overrated. I got some good deals on meat for tomorrow's barbecue, but as I walked home I thought it might be worth it to pay the extra to not have to deal with all those people and just go to the regular supermarket. 

On my way home I passed a house that had some green bean sprouts sitting outside with a sign saying, "How about growing some?"


My hands were full so I snapped a picture and sent it to Eri.

I just loved how they even provided bags to carry the bean sprouts home.

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