Hi, everyone!
Today is, April 14, 2008. I’ve usually written a message on this Blog at night, but I’m going to try it in the morning now, because nobody would disturb me at all. Though I finish my household chores at around 10 o’clock in the evening, one tired man always wants me to do some works. He has no energy to do anything after his work, and just rests himself, lying on the floor every night. I have a pity on him, but I want to concentrate on my works.
I remember my first memory. When I was 3 or 4 years old, I was enjoying a summer vacation on the seashore in Ishikawa prefecture, where is my mother's birthplace, with my mother, brother, and some relatives. I was wearing a pretty bikini, and my mother talked to someone, that I didn’t need wear such a bikini (because I was just a baby.) They all laughed loudly, and I was dissatisfied with that big laugh at me. I think it should be my first one.
So, see you tomorrow. Good bye!
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Hello, Cherry and my dear friends.
Plum, it’s good for your fitness to go to the gym paying money.
It would force you to exercise regularly.
It’s difficult for me to take exercises regularly unless I have some enforcement to do so.
In my neighborhood, say, within ten-minute-walk from my house, there is a natural hot spring called “Raku-no-yu”. Last Saturday I walked along the bank of Aichi waterway for about three hours, which made my knees ache. But taking a bath in a hot spring got me feel better and refreshed.
Now it's time to get ready for supper. My daughter, Kyoko brought fresh bamboo shoot last night. I'm going to cook several kinds of dishes including takenoko rice, chikuzeni, kinomeae using Takemoko.
Good-by and see you tomorrow.
Hello, friends.
I'm interested in flowers and trees, so every Saturday morning on my way to work I never pass by a florist at Unimall without looking at many flowers.
Last week I felt happy seeing verious hues of pastel colored flowers with nice aroma, including gerberas, carnations, rocket larkspurs, sweet peas and tulips.
Whenever I go through the shop, I can get energy from flowers and become vigorous before working. Maybe it's a sort of aroma therapy.
Today I intended to see dogtooth violet(Katakuri no hana)at Korankei, but it was too late.
My HD and I found nothing but Nirinso and the man in the parking lot told me that the season for Katakuri was until the beginning of April, so we went to go to Sanage Onsen instead.
Recently my HD became interested in plants and flowers and began to take pictures of flowers in my garden after he bought a new digital camera.
Dear Cherry and friends,
Hello.
I have been buying books these days. They are from easy ones to English ones. The online bookseller, Amazon, delivers books almost every day.
I'm exaggerating.
Today, I got a book written by Sayoko Nobuta, a counselor. The title of the book is “Haha ga omokute tamaranai” (Mother feels too heavy). I was shocked by the title. The content? It was easy to read. In fact, I've already finished reading it.
This gives a prescription for parents who believe their daughter has mental illness such as eating disorder or depression. The writer insists that their illness is caused by co-dependence between mother and daughter.
Tomorrow I will get some more books. Easy ones.
Good night.
Hi, Cherry and friends
Your husband and you have got interest in flowers and plants in common at last. How wonderful both of you love flowers, plants and botanical gardens, Magnolia.
Today, I’d like to talk about my first memory in my life. I can remember one scene at the age of three. That was a special day when my brother was born. I could remember the wooden tub where, maybe the new born baby bathed. The place was my mother’s parents’ home. There were very exciting joyful atmosphere there, because my brother was a hoped-for a boy-baby. To tell the truth, I am the third daughter and I was told many time how disappointed my parents were when I was born. But, please don’t feel pity for me. My parents loved me and I don’t have any discontent with their way. I really appreciate their love and what they had done for me.
Now, good bye friends.
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