Wednesday, June 1, 2011


Today is my Blogoversary. My TEN YEAR Blogoversary.
I was working on a redesign to celebrate, and to try to kickstart me back into blogging, but I had a browser crash and lost my work. I'll try to get up a new format soon.
I have had a doozy of a week, and it's only Wednesday. If I can muster up the motivation to actually write about
But, um...happy Blogoversary to me!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

break out the world's smallest violin

So, it's been almost a month since we left Japan. A week here, a week there, a week somewhere else, and I'm pretty well burnt out on staying in other people's homes. They might extend the "Voluntary Military-Assisted Departure" (NOT an "evacuation"!!!) for another 30 days, or they might bring us home within the next couple of weeks. My understanding of the situation is that the base seems to think that it would be safe to bring us back, but the decision isn't up to them, it's going to come from higher up, sometime in the next few days.

I want to go home. Despite the fact that there are still aftershocks, and the situation at the reactor hasn't been fully sorted out yet, I still want to go home. I can't stand having my family split apart like this, I can't stand sleeping in beds other than my own (Tempurpedics spoil you), I can't stand having Brandon out of school and both boys away from their friends and all of us away from our regular routines. I want to plan my meals and do my grocery shopping and cook in my kitchen. I want to have the birthday party that I originally planned for Jackson - with his friends and his Daddy. (The one we had with his cousins was fun, but it would have been better if everyone who was originally supposed to be there, had been there.) I want to bring the boys to swimming lessons and go to the playground across the street and I AM SO UPSET THAT WE'RE MISSING SAKURA SEASON. I want to take my kids to the base's Easter Egg Hunt, I want to decorate eggs at our dining room table next to the window overlooking Tokyo Bay, I want to tend the container garden on my balcony, I want to go out for ramen, I want to visit my favorite shrine in Kamakura, I want to get lavender ice cream at Kurihama Flower World, I want to sit down for dinner with my kids AND my husband.

I just really, really, really want to go home.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

I am breaking that promise to myself. I am flying home on Sunday night and I actually am hoping that we get to return. It's just's just's just stuff...

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

stick it out

Some of my friends are flying back to the States as the deployment that was almost over is extended's a tempting thought, to get away from the aftershocks and the rolling blackouts and the gas rationing and the food shortages at the Commissary that happen for no other reason than that people think there's going to be a shortage, panic, and buy five carts full of food. (Self-fulfilling prophecies, dummies.)

But I won't be going back to the States. Because once I go to Narita and step onto a plane that's bound for American soil...I am never coming back. That is something I decided long before the quake, and it's a promise to myself that I have no intention of breaking.

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Saturday, March 12, 2011

we're okay

It's completely illogical, but experiencing an 8.9 earthquake (actually it felt like a 6 or so where I am) and 100+ aftershocks actually calmed me down quite a bit. I had such a bad morning of crappy neighbors and crying to my husband on Skype about how I can't stand living here anymore, and then BAM! I have to stay calm for my kids, which surprisingly enough, wasn't difficult at all. I pulled my evacuation kit out of the laundry room and put it next to the door, just in case, and sat on Facebook for the rest of the afternoon/evening. It was such a comfort to be able to be in constant contact with both my friends here in Japan and my friends back in Hawaii. Once I knew that everyone here was safe, I turned my attention to Hawaii, and freaked out about them for a while. (Tsunamis were my biggest source of anxiety when I lived there!) Now that I know that everyone there is safe, I'm marveling at just how huge this all was.

This is a video of the indoor pool on base, where we have swimming lessons, I hope you all can see it:

Here's some news about the US Navy in Japan:

Here's a constantly updated list of all of the quakes in the region; there have been more than 100 aftershocks since the first major quake, and they'll probably be going on for quite a while:

As for what it felt like: you know how it feels when you're on a subway train that's swaying a lot, and it gives a sudden jerk that almost knocks you down? It was exactly like that, for like 2 or 3 minutes straight. I was under the table with the boys but I'm sure that if I'd been trying to stand, I would have fallen down. The towers are built to sway so they don't crack, so really, it felt exactly like being on a very unsteady train. I have friends who had lots of glasses and dishes break, but the only damage we had was to a Mega Blocks model of Iron Man, and the gumpaste Iron Man I made for Brandon's last birthday cake. It was a bad day for Tony Stark.