the life of a wild woman

Thursday, March 22, 2007

I forgot this was on my camera





Thursday, March 15, 2007

what is up with this weather

this weather is awful (i am back to my hat at night) and so does getting up at 630 everyday this week because the schedule falls on all the schools that require me to go by bus. i made a quiche this week, joined a cooking class, and found out i am really good at laminating.

Monday, March 12, 2007

from the japanese ladies

So this weekend I visited a teacher for lunch and then drove on the expressway for the first time. I hightailed it to Bernies to make some pottery with some of her ladies from English class. I first arrived to find this lady telling us a story of how the gallery got robbed and her husband was not happy. Not happy because it wasn't his things that were stolen. The husband said that the thief was not smart. She continued to talk in English phrases that were putting me in awe. She knew what they meant and how to use them appropriately along with a little humour. I haven't met a Japanese person that knew how to joke properly.

I continued to make my dish and then we were off to eat with her (Midori which means green), her friend, husband, Bernie, Amy, and I. She was so funny throughout the dinner. She had such a dry sense of humour. She once was saying in Japanese - How do I say this in English. Her husband who hasn't spoken a word of English yet because she said he doesn't know it. He came up with "resistance" of all the words he knew, he knows resistance.

She even used the term woopsy daisy, tipsy, drunk, some other puns. I asked her if she wanted more wine, and she said yes, "I am not tipsy." and then she cheers'ed me and said "lets get drunk" She got off on talking about a sparetire. And again she used it correctly in the terms of having a thick waist. She said hers was a sparetire from a dump truck and her friends is a spare tire from a bicycle.

This morning I got an email Bernie forwarded to me from Midori saying that "I hid the chocolate that you brought so the gangsters next door wouldn't eat it." The gangsters are her grandchildren.
What ever will she come up with next. We taught her "you crack me up", "you rule", "you're my hero", and muffin top (just like sparetire).
I can't wait to have dinner with her again. My stomach will get another work out. Oh and next time she says we are staying at her house so we can drink.

Friday, March 09, 2007

I have become a slacker

Well not really a slacker, just a lack of interesting things. The other day I broke up a fight at school. I won. Little did you know it was between munchkin 7 year olds. I couldn't understand them, but they were so mad at one another. I learned how to play a backwards game of dodgeball at recess.

I also found out that some of my junior high kids have the English ability of my 7 year olds.
Britt: How are you?
Student: how are you?
Britt: How are you? (slower)
Student: (whispering to themself how are you) Yes
Britt: No, How are you...... I'm.........

Do I care? It makes me think of why I am here. But then again not everyone has to enjoy English, but should at least know how to say How are you..... I am fine, if they don't know anything else.

Oh, another elementary girl asked me a question about my big rings, and I couldn't understand anything, but I knew it was a yes or no question. I said yes and got a big giggle and all of the girls know now. Oh wait this happens everyday. I probably have all of these rumors started that I can't defend.

It got cold again this week and I saw snowflakes in the sky and kids marathon running in tshirts and shorts. Marathon running is just running- not practicing for any marathon.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Hives

So I might not be allergic to running. What I did catch was a case of running around like a fool. I tried to play some touch rugby and got a little sun. Beautiful day to be out and about. On Saturday went into the city for a birthday party and stayed at Bernies place. I am really good at sleeping and if she didn't wake me up, I would have been in a prefecture or two over. I was out like a light. Proof that the party was a success and the beers were plentiful for me. And that was my weekend.