On the calendar anyway- we had our hottest day of the season yesterday, 36 degrees. Love, love, love Nagano weather- hot and (relatively anyway) dry days with cool mornings and evenings and blanket-necessary nights.
The garden baked but that revolting black plastic we put down everywhere really retarded evaporation and saved the tomatoes and okra, and zucchini and- ok, everything basically!
After the traumatic you're too noisy comment Meg has continued to walk to school with little H. Neither of them look exactly thrilled but neither is refusing outright to go along and some things you just gotta do, right?
The recycling effort went well and we were adequately represented in the great k-truck muster- 10 trucks from 13 households. A tip off from neighbour Y about Sunday morning cartoons combined with the fact that I didn't get home from my beer garden outing until 3:30am meant I actually slept the entire thing blissfully away while AMy feasted herself on trashy tv. Shocking parenting I know but hey, needs must.
Meg and Amy have decided Lady Gaga has a bit of a naughty mouth on her. (Err derrr, right?) But they actually don't know any naughty English words so what they have taken offense to is the song Poker face. Or rather baka face. "Can't read my baka face. Ba-ba-ba-ba-baka face."
A new ad is going out at work. Umpteen thousand copies of it. I'm already bracing myself for the comments. You'd think it was a tv campaign with Brad Pitt the way the neighbours go on every time an ad comes out. This time it's me and four young foreign male teachers cavorting around in front of the big sign at work. Can't wait to hear what the yokels think of that one....
The first rice paddies were harvested on the weekend. NOOOOOOO!!! It'S the beginning of the end. After the rice goes it's just brown, brown, burnoff, burnoff, frost, frost freaking snow! NOOOOOOO!!!!