I also, of course, maintain my sternest face while this is happening until he pulls out the big guns like he did this morning. He's frantically giving me the all done sign (which I'm verrrrry good at ignoring in times like this) and then turns, looks at his hand, does the signal again for himself and gets the funniest look on his face. I swear he was thinking, "is this thing broken? (signal) hmmm, no, looks like it's working to me!" and to that, I had to turn away so I could smile without him seeing me. Very clever, Wyatt-san, very clever.
It amazes me that after two+ years of living here, I still see new funny things which must be documented with photos. Here's the latest example from the aquarium:
That's right, it's an umbrella vending machine! Let's talk about how smart this is because I've totally been caught at the aquarium sans weather shield and it would've come in handy. What makes this even better is that the smaller umbrellas are only Y450 and the full-size are only Y650. They're a steal! And yes, I'm pretty sure the Japanese people thought the white mommies with all the kids were kind of odd for taking picutres of the vending machine. Whatever. I encourage those of you in America to be a little less quick to judge when you see a foreigner admiring something we consider to be totally normal.
Jeff has returned from his little flying jaunt on mainland and it's nice to have him home but, in his absence, I was able to forget that it's Mustache March. Ahhh, you don't know Mustache March? You lucky soul, you. It's when all the guys in the squadron decide that it's fun to compete with their facial hair. That means it's also the month when wives' eye rolling increases exponentially and it's scary to be in a group setting because they all look like wanna-be porn stars. It's really nice. Really, really nice. So sorry no one's here to enjoy it with me.