Friday, 13 August 2010

You can't just barge in!

Last night hub came home from drinking with the lads quite pished and frisky, so much so that it made me wonder what the lads had been talking about. I kept his hands at bay while we had a beer and watched some TV. He was, in his own words, trying to give me a 'nyugan special kensa' - special breast cancer examination. Sigh. My husband is 45 people!!

Anyway, it was quite obvious that there was to be an international relations meeting before the night ended. He was just so much friskier than usual that I got a bit of a shock and actually said to him, in English,

'You can't just barge in'....

meaning him barging in through the saloon doors. It was all just a bit fast.
The only bit he picked up on was the 'barge in' - 'bar-gin' which is the katakana way of saying 'virgin'. He looked at me as if I had just made a comment about self being virgin - or something similar which I feel doesn't need repeating. But fuck it made me laugh. One of those giggles you can't stop even though the situation reeeeeeaaaaaaaaaly doesn't call for it. Tis a wonder the meeting got concluded at all :D

So that's enough about that.

Today was not the day it was meant to be. I walked the kiddies to kinder, came home and did the Shred and then spoke to a friend in NZ - who was due with her third (in three years) yesterday.  Anyway, she is still with child but hopefully not for too much longer. I had emailed my friend the Blender (Belinda) to see if she wanted to meet for sushi seeing as I was planning on going over to the baby shop to get a new kiddy futon cover for Shou's nap futon set. He (quite enjoyably according to the teachers) ripped it last week. As I was standing in my towel after post-shred shower Granny K comes in. I actually have a bra on and towel round waist and am still on phone to friend.

The middle son is coming home from Shikoku and will be here in two hours. Heeeeeeellllloooooooo!!! The middle son is fucken useless to be perfectly honest. Never rings Granny K up, didn't even know we had a third child - but that's hub's fault too, and even missed his fathers houji (17 year anniversary of his death) last year - or was it the year before.

Granny K said he had rung a couple of days ago and made out that he may or may not be coming home but that he would ring if they were. And he did. They left Shikoku yesterday, stayed at some random hotel in Yufuin last night and are staying in Hakata tonight. Granny hasn't seen her son for four years and they come all this fuckin way and stay for TWO hours. I'm not sure if that is testament to fact that son is useless inconsiderate prick or that Granny K is just not who you would choose to spend 24 hours with. Of course I'm a fuckin legend as I have spent coming up ohhh, 39420 hours with her.

Of course it meant I had to quickly ring friend, cancel sushi, forget shopping, get changed, clean house, whip to supermarket with every other man, woman and child in a 50km radius, buy some lunch - seeing as even though son had said they wouldn't need lunch they were arriving right on that time of day when normally you would be consuming said meal.  They arrived, they ate, they prayed and they left...

Ryu was in great form and spent most of the time WALKING (holding on) around the table. Now that he is up and moving he wants to stand at every opportunity. I went in before and he was standing in his cot. Arrrgghhhh. It has begun. I am now expecting a few weeks of difficult sleep routine while he gets used to standing and the novelty that he can stand and peek over the edge of his cot wears off.

Son brought with him a picture of their daughter - a professional one taken at her coming of age ceremony. It was lovely. Not lovely enough of course for it to compensate fact that they haven't brought her to see Granny K in over 10 years. When we went to Shikoku when I was pregnant with Marina we invited Granny K and she was all up for it but then son said they didn't have room for her to stay so Granny K got in a huff and instead of staying in a hotel (like we were) she didn't go.

Anyhoo, the daughter is at varsity in Osaka now and is so busy with school, work, and slappery (she has many boyfriends according to her father) that she hardly goes home to see her parents. Granny K's outlook on the situation - she's a selfish bitch but what do you expect, look at the way she was raised.

Christ, I wonder what the woman says about me.

Actually I know what she says and I choose to ignore it in favor of world peace.

My sister in law gave me a few 'fuck this woman is on crack and seriously fucked up' looks and together we formed an alliance. My other sister in law is also part of this but me thinks they are just bloody glad they don't have to live with the woman. Amen. Wouldn't that be nice.

They left around 2pm and Ryu and I had a wee nap, pottered round a bit and then hub rocked on home at 4pm. For a second there I thought I was going to be dragged to the chambers for some 'barging in' but he came home early so he could take Granny K to the grave to 'bring home the ancestors' for the weekend. They get taken back next week some time. Ryu sleeps in the alter room so I hope he doesn't get woken by the ancestral party going on in there for the next four days or so.

The kids are all asleep and I think hub has probably fallen asleep too, although I imagine he will miraculously remember that he gets XXXXX in return for the neck massage I got an hour ago.

SDGH&QL

9 comments:

illahee said...

oh man, i think yoshi would die three different ways if family just decided to drop in on us....

colorbynumbers said...

agree with Illahee, I think I would die! At least, if it was hubbies side (MIL especially)..but with my own side, would be delighted, doesn`t happen nearly often enough.

colorbynumbers said...

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thefukases said...

Gee it sure is great to hear about other people's whackiness- puts your own in perspective! I still haven't ever been to FIL's jikka as there is a distant cousin who married a marine who ran off on her. And obviously that's me to a T so I am unwelcome. Freaks. Hope the rest of obon is less eventful- only the good kind of barging in. ;P

oooohhh very freaky, ex bf'S surname just came up as word verification. Not sure I want to type it in....

Adam W said...

Hahaha. I don't think Eternal Happiness's family wants to meet me, let alone come over for bonding time. Hahaha. Blessing in disguise?

ローラ said...

The first part of this blog including the "special breast examination" and the "barge-in" comments, is the best part of the whole post. Lol. Takeshi's the SAME way when he comes home from work Saturday night, since fellow chefs seem to like to drink a round before tottling off home.

Have you ever been in the middle of your hub trying to "play around" before international relations, and the kiddies have been there accidently? Lol. I would die. xD

Ryu is adorable as always. :) And yes, I would be having half a heart attack as well, while trying to get shit done in an hour or so, before an impromptu visit from relatives. Oh boy.

achan said...

What is it with distant Japanese relatives popping in? My inlaws (I'd prefer if they were distant!) drove 7 hours to see our daughter when she was born and only stayed 45 mins, there was no cleaning and providing lunch by me though, I was resting in hospital!!

Love the barge-in comment!! You would think that hubby was diprived with some of his antics!!! enjoy!

Chrysanthemum Mum said...

What a frisky husband you have!

No chance of any relatives dropping in on us - have never met any of them and they don't know where we live. Japanese families can be weird, eh? Would love it if my family dropped in though...

Nakamuras on Saipan said...

I told Masaaki about your "virgin" post and we laughed our arses off.....because we can relate. Sometimes my English gets discombobulated by the time it gets to Masaaki's brain and the translation is totally funny. Relatives dropping in without notice...yeah-I see that every time we visit Japan. I got used to the old uncles arriving for tea by 7:00 am...and then of course you have to serve them breakfast...I learned to get up very early at MIL's house when we visit. that way I can get my shower and comb through my mop of hair before the family starts dropping in at random hours of the day. Masaaki said it's normal and not just because we are visiting. I'm already preparing myself for that.