I had written today's post, or what was meant to be today's post, in my head many times.
Translation is crazy - but good as keep getting heaped with praises, recommended to other companies by colleagues, more work, more work, dosh dosh dosh, rah rah rah.
Kids are crazy - but good as keep getting heaped with praises, as have realised after a few good 'praise' droppings to me that lots happier and that kids probably happier if they got lots of praise too. Of course know that need to praise kids lots...
What a good boy for eating all your dinner Shou - should be a survival technique but instead seems harder than writing two year dissatation (sp? - as have never written one).
Good girl Marina, mummy loves little girls that clean their teeth - instead of sucking all the grape flavored toothpaste off and throwing toothbrush across room. Throwing maybe inappropriate - more like hurling. Toothbrush hurl - should be new Olympic sport.
And various other tangents about life at casa de la Gaijin Wife.
But a phonecall this afternoon, just one phonecall, and life is spinning - out of control, upside down, inside out, back to front, you name it.
It will have to remain an unbloggable as have just found out today and even though I guess I am directly involved it isn't 'about' me so we'll have to leave it at that.
I can't believe it really. Did that phone call really happen?? And only two days after one friend who I used to work with at the university mailed and said he had to go back home for family health reasons, and then the same day my best friend from intermediate - junior high - her dad went into hospital for a routine procedure and is now in a coma - switch getting turned off on Monday.
Bad luck really does come in threes.
So with out going into details, can I ask you all to do something.
Can you ring your family and tell them that you love them.
Can you hug your kids extra tightly tonight and tell them that they are the bestest kids in the whole wide world.
Family - our worlds would be nothing without them.