Archive | August, 2014

Pinch and a punch

31 Aug

Pinch and a punch for the first of the month – I should have taught my kids that this morning. We grew up pinching friends on the first of every month. I don’t think I punched anyone but they may well learn it through the course of the day today at school.

This month I am going to sincerely, honestly, really try hard, as bestest that I can, to blog every day. I know I said that pretty much in the last post, and the one before that, but I mean it this time. Third time’s a charm isn’t it?

We have all started getting a bit home sick and whilst I should be putting on my big girl pants and being the adult around the house this morning we did actually all end up in tears – although I think Ryu’s was from a coughing fit and not because he misses home. I don’t think he could actually care less. Being the youngest and all he has definitely adapted to life here the fastest.

Have been having a bit of a rough time with Shou and some days (Saturdays and Sundays at least) I feel like all I do is yell at the lad. This has culminated with him this morning crawling under Ryu’s bed into his ‘nest’ of pillows and saying he wasn’t coming out because it would just be better if he wasn’t here and really mum would be less angry all the time and Marina and Ryu would play better without him.

Bloody hell, the poor boy, to think he was feeling like that. After a very hard weekend his complete lack of self worth and feeling responsible for my anger just tipped me over and I had a huge howl and we all ended up in a big family hug it out sandwich slash snot fest slash a bit of head butting cause it all just got too much.

I am the proverbial pessimist. My glass is always half empty and in fact so is the bottle of wine (yes, am enjoying some Hawkesbay savs after the end of Dry July – fewer and farther between than before but still I’d like to squash the glasses of wine at home entirely so watch this space – or the space on the other blog)

I need to focus more on the positives and not dwell on the shit, which really in the grand scheme of things isn’t ‘shit’ per say but more kids being kids, ears being painted on, days on end of having myself and me for adult company, lack of mummy friends and probably just a bit of us all feeling like a bit of Japan right now would be nice.

So, on the positives, to catch you up quickly…

  • The English is going well as are the phonics and literacy classes after school on Monday and Wednesday. All three kids can now happily sing mummy’s in the smelly yucky rubbish bin. So definitely progress on that front.
  • School Cross country was on Friday. Ryu and Marina ran the whole way and finished middle of the pack and Shou came top of his class and 3rd overall for the 3rd year boys. I was so excited for him I forgot to get a pic, so Ryu’s will have to suffice…

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  • All three kids started swimming school on Friday and all enjoyed it enough for more swimming this Friday. I was so proud watching them and they all understood what the instructor was saying and tried so hard. They will do five weeks of this term and then have a week of intensive training over the holidays in October and then have all of term 4. Hopefully this will be enough to set them in good stead for next summer in Japan.
  • I have been going to my personal trainer three times a week, but have yet to lose much weight as my eating habits remain piss poor and I really need to sort my shit out. Am thinking of cutting out refined flour and sugars and processed foods (as much as can) for a while. I don’t think wine is a processed food is it? Surely that’s just a whole lot of grape stomping so is practically a whole food.
  •  My sister and I had takeaway indian last night and it was delicious – we were originally planning a meal out with my brother in memory of dad, whose birthday it is tomorrow. Hopefully we will still get around to that next week or something but for the meantime, last night’s meal was nom nom.

Other than that… um, we joined the skate park here so Shou and Marina can go and scooter down ramps and practice jumps and other cool stuff. Shou is getting heaps more confident and really am seeing the once or twice weekly trips to Sk8 Zone as kind of an extracurricular activity. Builds confidence, good exercise, great music for mum and Ryu to hang out to and good to get in on the whole skatey culture really – lots to learn I think 🙂

Bloody raining in Napier again – which is really not acceptable for here. Gaahhhhh. I really don’t want another rainy weekend. Me and three kids camped up at home is horr.i.ble.

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25 Aug

Today I went to pick the kids up and Shou’s teacher walked over with him and asked if I had seen the principal. I said no, I was just in the office paying for a field trip, what happened?

He didn’t have a good day, she said. He got in trouble.

I have all sorts of shite going through my head – none of which were spitting. Spitting is gross, I get that. If you go up to someone and just spit in their face for no reason then yeah, that is kinda unacceptable ya know. But after a bit of bickering and pushing, and with it not even reaching the intended target then meh, I don’t think a trip to the principal’s office is in order.

Call me something. Call me a mother of three children I guess.

The teacher asked me to talk to Shou when I got home – on top of her telling him off, on top of him being sent to the principal’s office, on top of having to sit outside her office for ten minutes, on top of having to then sit outside for a further ten minutes ‘to think about what he had done’…. before he was allowed to eat lunch.

I would have talked to him about it anyway.  Not sure to what degree, especially as when I asked after the girl he spat at the teacher said she was behind me and when I said sorry for the spitting she said nah, she was fine, all good….

It is so hard not to get defensive and all mother bear as a mum but damn I wish I thought of this shit at the time instead of just apologizing for my son’s behavior to the teacher, and in front of my son, and not questioning what happened to prompt the spit. All I can think I am thankful I DID do is give Shou the eye instead of completely giving him a going over in front of the girl who told on him, because if she is the type that exaggerates to get a rise out of people so she can get them in trouble then damn, I hope she feels like her efforts were a tad futile.

Who knows. She could be completely right. Shou could be completely right. They could BOTH be telling exaggerated stories of the truth…

they are 8 after all.

and it was a bit of spit for Christ sake.

Sorry, still don’t see that as ‘going to the principal’ material. Teachers need to man up a bit and do some telling off of their own.

Other than that, thank God its bloody Monday. Weekdays are my savior, during which I think about the ten million ways I am going to entertain the kids over the weekend, for which I follow through on about two, then the weather packs in, the kids don’t listen, everything backfires and I have a meltdown…

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19 Aug

Have just come back from a coffee date with my sister-in-law down town. There  are always new coffee places when I come back and this one was great. Kinda retro with a great kids play area and yummy lattes. I very nearly ordered myself a full on breakfast to go with it but stayed good and just picked up sushi on the way home – from a place called TUMEKE-DON.  In Kiwi speak Tumeke means ‘Awesome’ and from what I can tell the menu here looks pretty awesome and authentic and will no doubt almost become a staple go-to place for us in the future.

I really do need to take some photos of shite aye.

Today otherwise is extremely quiet. The kids have phonics after school but thats about it. The translation break continues but hopefully not for much longer cause I wouldn’t mind the work and having something to actually do! There is only so much cleaning of a house you are only renting for 6 months that you get the urge to do ya know!

Yesterday I went in to Ryu’s class to show the kids how to write their names in Japanese and it turns out the teacher is doing a whole super cool section on Japan and next could we please do some origami.

So I hunted down origami paper at the $2 store. I should have brought a whole lot over with me because the stuff here is boooooring. Now I just need to remember how to fold a few before pick up time this arvo.

Boring post I know. Apologies. There’s only so many things one can say about fabulous lattes, coffee shops, sunny beaches, cool parks and being a semi lady of leisure at the moment!

SDGH&QL

Sick, but still here

14 Aug

The last few days have been translation work free, praise the bloody lord as have felt like utter shit. Not one to take pills for things I had to cave this morning and ask my sister what a good cold and brain-hurting cough meddy was.  Seriously, every time I cough it feels like my brain will start leaking out my ears or something. Dropped the kids off at school this morning and went and picked said recommended pills up and took with scalding coffee – which I know, could quite possibly mean don’t work with caffeine but damn, who knew that  hot drinks going down the throat could be so soothing!! Is probably scalding trachea on way down and thus just numbing original pain but who cares. Think today will be a day of soup. And maybe a custard square. Have found a coffee shop with the best looking ones but haven’t bought one yet, which is silly as am pretty sure custard is age-old African cough remedy…

I very rarely get so sick I feel the need to complain but this has been a doozy. I had all the kids (and self) in bed at 6pm last night. I just wasn’t coping.  I woke up with it on Wednesday morning, half an hour before the rental cross-trainer dude dropped off the cross trainer am renting for four months. I had ‘gone out of my way’ to pick the one of the two local rental companies I thought I didn’t use last time – as quite obviously fact rented cross trainer for two months two years ago was meaningless as still weighed exactly the same. Turns out got the same company and the same guy – WHO REMEMBERED ME. Faaark.

Might be the motivation I need to show him I don’t plan on wasting the $$ this time.

Unfortunately haven’t been on it yet as too sick but have feeling am loosing weight through osmosis by just looking at it, as have lost 2kg in two days.

Despite feeling like shite I DID go to my personal trainer appointment yesterday. I am meant to go on Monday’s and Tuesday’s too but Monday was Japanese girl’s last day and we were doing last day stuff and then had to take her up to Auckland that night to get her on plane first thing Tuesday morning, so missed that gym session Tuesday too.

So yesterday I decided to go even if it meant could only do weights and no cardio, as quite possibly would have passed out and crapped off the gym’s cross trainer in really unflattering manner or something.

Tisn’t really gym – tis mum’s best friend who has fully set up home gym as is licensed personal trainer. She doesn’t do it much now but offered to help me which is awesome.

Was walking up to her place yesterday though when saw a man, back to me, at the end of her street. His back profile looked exactly like Dad, and what with being down on my whatsit hormones and things from this cold, and the puff puff walk up the hill I just lost it. Exactly same body shape, same clothes, same whiteness of hair, head shape, bloody walk. If he had been facing me I probably would have been fine but damn, that wasn’t what I was expecting. I don’t think it has happened before. I will see people around mum and dad’s ages or older and think, how nice for you all so healthy and like, not dead, but seeing a look a like is a first.

Got to gym appointment and lost it again!! Gaaahhhhh. Did get through weights though and then walked back home and snuggled into bed, to cough and splutter and swear until had to go pick up kids.

Will try and post more often. The blog world seems to have come pretty much to a stand still lately 😦

SDGH&QL

Mrs D Is Going Without

Too much wine in rural Japan