Rehearsal Times Over: It's a year early but. . .

Rehearsal Times Over

I was on the phone with a friend the other day, following the same loop of conversation that our weekly chats do: touch on family, marital relationships, child rearing issues, general malaise and frustration with waking up every day in the same old rut. . .and she cut me off mid-sentence with, "This isn't a dress rehearsal you know. This is it." She got me to thinking and you know what? She's right. This is it. Lot's of parts of the picture may not be from "The Life I Am Supposed to be Living" or even many from "The Life I Imagined I would be Living" but this IS the Life I am Living! So. Rehearsal Times Over and we're already mid act!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

It's a year early but. . .

All I want for Christmas is MY OWN COMPUTER!

The kids are all over this one now. Reno uses it for homework assignments (researching things like the nutritional value of watermelons and the names of all the prefectures in Japan) and Saki knows her way around nearly every single game site--in English and Japanese.

Then, there's Masa who logs on for hours, working out of the home on the weekends.

When's a girl to blog?

Oh, and our DVD player broke,and since one can watch DVDs on this computer, that is exactly where Reno and Saki are watching them these days.

I may be forced to become an early riser, just to get a chance at the computer!

2 comments:

Trisha said...: I will buy you a new one if it means that I can read your witty blog again. Miss you!; February 3, 2009 at 9:27 PM
coarse gold girl said...: Trisha,

Thank you so much for such a nice comment! You made the MONTH for me!

Laura; March 14, 2009 at 11:37 AM

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Why I Choose to Blog (semi) Anonymously

Because I write creative non-fiction prose. And because I always write from only one perspective: mine. So think of the poor helpless material--er, I mean my family. My eldest daughter is 9, my youngest 4. Neither one can read English, so they presently haven't got even the slightest chance of logging on and setting the record straight. You know, the youngest can't write a stinging retort to my description of her as a "crying worm", the eldest can't sneak up and after reading quickly over my shoulder say, "hey, Mom, that's kinda personal isn't it? Do you have to tell people everything? About me?"

Then there is my husband. Albeit I never worry for even a fraction of a second that he might log on and read my blog. Why? Well, he considers reading my writing torture, because I write in English. This as opposed to reading my writing in Japanese which he finds amusing because of the mistakes I make, like using the word "carrot" (ninjin) for "person"(ningen). Reading English is part of his job, not part of his down time. So unless my blog's URL ever ends up on an interdepartmental memo as prioritized reading. . .

However, I will use my own name, Laura. I'm the one behind the words, me, Laura. But my husband, here he is Masa because I love the sound of that particular Japanese man's name, but not because it is his. And my daughters are Reno (for the American city in which she was born) and Saki Because that is actually the name I wanted to name her. Except Americans pronounce sake (Japanese rice wine)--"saw-key"-- which is the same pronounciation as the Japanese girl's name "Saki". And I didn't want people thinking that I was naming my kids after alcoholic beverages, but I still really like the name.

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