<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fmynekogirl.spaces.live.com%2fblog%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Nekogirl's Realm: Blog</title><description /><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 05:19:59 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 05:19:59 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blog</live:type><live:identity><live:id>4981109576813146591</live:id><live:alias>mynekogirl</live:alias></live:identity><image><title>Nekogirl's Realm: Blog</title><url>http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1ps8DN7AkbjV-7y2jmh5yLuxuLNahChLsyPCFyc_knOvQeicBoO2UTaA</url><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog</link></image><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Dangerous English</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1222.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;OK we have been in America for some time.  We did the Southern California trip for the Amusement parks.  We shopped we cruised we saw the Grand Canyon and Sedona.  We did all the things a tourist would do despite this being my home State.  But I never gave the girls the chance to really taste the local flavor of Arizona. &lt;p&gt;So what was I to do?  Well I just decided now to play it by ear.  &lt;p&gt;It was a Saturday we spent the day out and about.  Very hot though couldn't really do much other than take in the Mall again and catch a movie there.  After leaving and a bit more shopping, I am feeling the pinged of hunger and I am sure the girls are too.  I tell them hey lets go get some Red Lobster.  But along the way Hatsuko asks about a place we driven past many times.  It’s a pizza joint were its all you can eat.  I for one don’t want to go there.  its like a Chuck E Cheeze place were you score tickets win prizes that are very cheap.  Now in Japan places like those give out real prizes.  Heck some will even give away a car.  Flat panel TV's, Laptops, Playstation, Wii's, IPods you name it.  It didn’t take long for Hatsuko to pout.  Then I realized its over 100 you cant really go outside to play and you got to let a kid be a kid.  I apologize to Hatsuko and say OK we are going.  She said no its OK, but I told her why I felt I was wrong and after explaining it to her she smiled and told me she loved me. &lt;p&gt;So we get to the one she really wanted to go and quite honest it’s a dive.  But for 5.99 per person they could eat all  they wanted and thank gawd they had fresh vegetables for me.  So they are playing Skee Ball and a few other things when a football team comes in.  And those boys can pack a wallop for preteens.  Now this is were it becomes Dangerous English.  There is 1 kid he's putting away plates of Pizza like there is no tomorrow.  And I am serious this kid is just going to town.  So much that his team mates begin to cheer him on in eating more food.  Then I hear the boys begin to chant and bang on the table &amp;quot;FINISH IT! FINISH IT!&amp;quot;.  He finishes it lets out a mans size belch laughs his team mates clap and he says he is still hungry.  Now I have to be honest, this kid is obese!  And I see his parents, they too are obese.  So another plate comes it has slices and he goes to town. &lt;p&gt;Hatsuko and Kiyomi are amazed.  This kid is eating a whole plate of pizza slices and they can only watch as he swallowed it all!!!.  They are impressed.  Now the kid asks for more!.   MORE?  Yes More and another plate comes and like the previous plate the kids kept the  FINISH IT! FINISH ITI  chant going.  Then Kiyomi and Hatsuko join in but at first I am not exactly hearing what they are chanting until the parents are looking in our direction.  Kiyomi and Hatsuko were trying to say FINISH IT! FINISH IT!  But what they were really saying was FINI-SHIT FINI-SHIT! &lt;p&gt;I stopped the girls asap.  And I told them what they had said.  Both gasped and covered their mouths in disbelief.  I explained to the parents about how they don’t really know English very well and after hearing me translate they laughed and forgave.  Still embarrassed we left and it was silence all the way home.  But I do have to be honest.  my mind raced with curse words trying to see if there was any other phrases that matched so I can prevent Kiyomi and Hatsuko for doing the same thing in error again.  &lt;p&gt;But I bet you all right now.  Since I cant think of any the day will come when someone says something and they will pronounce it incorrectly and I will be like DAMN I should have remembered that!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Dangerous+English&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" 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Neighborhoods</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1207.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;This blog entry here is one were I am shooting from the hip.  You see I pre-write all my blogs save tem then post them.  Now that I am back in America I have much to write about.  Now tonight I write to all of you from Anaheim.  We are here for the end of the week doing the Disney Land to Sea World.  &lt;p&gt;While here I decided to visit the parents of my ex girlfriend.  They have been very good people to me and even stood at my side long after Candy and I went our separate ways.  While driving to their home I was taken by surprise the number of signs that read BANK OWNED on homes.  I sat back with George and Evelyn and introduced my girls.  We sat for such a long time and talked.  They told me how a few years ago they would awake on a weekend morning to kids running around the neighborhood as they played.  It was serene and comfortable.  It had been like that when they raised their own children.  Now the streets are quiet and people are gone.  No more laughter, tears or voices of the kids that played in the street.  Only 1 family with children in the neighborhood remains and there is no one for that little girl to play with.  &lt;p&gt;After my visit, I drove for a while and the other neighborhoods were the same.  Houses for sale.  In my mind I am doing the math and I can see the profit someone in my position can make off these houses.  I have the means and the experience.  This is a buyers market.  But for every vacant home I see there is a story to tell.  Then I come across a house with a U-Haul in the drive way.  Several adults carry boxes from the house into the truck and a little girl sits in the front yard on dead grass as she plays with a doll house and I see her packing the furniture of the doll house into a box.  Do I dare ask?  &lt;p&gt;This is one of those moments were ignorance is bliss.  I spent the rest of the day at Sea World.  My girls had a great time.  But the image in my head weighed so heavy on what I saw earlier.  There I am thinking wow I can monopolize on all these bank owned homes lease them for 3 years cause I see the market on a turn around in 2011.  But my mind weighed heavy still on the face of that little girl.  &lt;p&gt;Time for us to head back to Anaheim, but I am still messed up by that image in my head and I return to that neighborhood.  I see the house and the U-Haul is still there.  Very nervously I ring the bell and a lady answers and I tell her why I am there.  And I tell her that I saw their daughter and how much she weighed on my mind.  I was relieved to learn that the family in that home was actually leasing and they were moving to a home that they got a loan for.  They could finally afford a home so they were actually leaving for a good reason.  I was relieved.  I imagined a little girl living somewhere scary like I had lived in my youth.  And how I remember a bedtime story when my father had lived with my family before leaving my mom.  He told me about castles in the sky were on winged horses we would ride one day into the sky to live forever.  I would close my eyes and dream of those horses one day to carry me off to a new home and away from the one we had lived.  For many years even after my father left I remained hopeful of seeing them.  But there were no winged horses, and no castles in the sky.  No rainbows for me to slide on.  No clouds to jump on as I played.  No stars to guide my way when the moon came to say goodnight. &lt;p&gt;So tonight I sit here with room service removing the dish cart of food from our room.  The beds are turned down the girls chatting with each other telling each other the fun they had.  I see them on the floor laughing and using the digital camera looking over the pictures.  They glow with what they have seen.  We have been here since Thursday.  We are going to spend the day at one more park before we come back to the hotel rest well and catch a plane back to Phoenix Monday. &lt;p&gt;My thoughts though are on children.  How many children though will not play in the streets were laughter and joy is needed.  Tonight there parents perhaps lay in bed asking themselves how do I get through this.  Others feeling guilty for getting in over their heads.  While the remaining few who bought within their means and had their homes go from a fixed to an arm because it was in their contract now suffer cause they cannot get a loan for the market is very hard.  &lt;p&gt;I wonder how much stress they will bear as they try to sleep.  Were will I go?  What will I do?  How can I fail my child like this?  The though alone saddens me as I sit in this suite that Disney has built.  I feel for them.  I honestly do.  Yet, this is perhaps the kicking the ass our country has needed since 9-11 to get ourselves thinking straight.  I never saw shame in buying clothes at K-Mart.  I still drive a 1997 Plymouth Neon that I had since it was new.  I just maintain it like you are supposed to.  Yes it sits in between  a Ford Excursion and a Nissan Skyline.  Not the same Skyline I have at the home in Japan.  But I keep that little car cause it is what I could afford at that time.  I bought within my means.  Now my means are vast.  Despite my means I still shop at WAL-MART for what I need.  Yes my girls have better than I but I see an important lesson here that I must teach them before we go much further.  &lt;p&gt;To my two little Sparrows Kiyomi and Hatsuko I will teach you to live within your means.  Unlike the American Express affair back in Scottsdale, mom might not be there to bail you out.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Broken+Neighborhoods&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1207.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1207.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 06:07:15 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1207/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1207.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-27T06:07:15Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Still some of you just dont get it</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1193.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here I go again with many of you guys trying to pick up on me.  So lets try this in several languages: &lt;p&gt;I am a lesbian.  I am not interested in dating anyone male or female.  No I am not looking to date.  No I don’t want to speak to you on messenger.  No I don’t want nude pictures of you.  No lesbian doesn’t mean bisexual.  No I don’t need a man.  No I don’t want to meet your so called female friend which is really you trying to play the role.  No I will not set you up on a date with my daughters! &lt;p&gt;Soy una lesbiana.  No estoy interesado en fechar cualquier persona masculino o femenino.  Ningún no estoy mirando hasta la fecha.  Ningún no deseo hablarle en mensajero.  Ningún no deseo cuadros desnudos de usted.  Ninguna lesbiana no significa bisexual.  Ningún no necesito a hombre.  Ningún no deseo satisfacer a su amigo femenino supuesto que sea realmente usted que intenta desempeñar el papel.  ¡Ningún no le fijaré para arriba una fecha con mis hijas! &lt;p&gt;私はレズビアンである。  私は男性か女性だれでも日付を記入することに興味がない。  私は今までに見ていない。  私はメッセンジャーのあなたに話したいと思わない。  私はあなたの裸映像がほしいと思わない。  レズビアンは両性体を意味しない。  私は人を必要としない。  私は実際に役割を担うことを試みているであるあなたのいわゆるメスの友人に会いたいと思わない。  私は私の娘が付いている日付の置かない! &lt;p&gt;أنا سحاقية.  أنا لست راغبة في يؤرّخ أيّ شخص ذكريّة أو أنثويّة.  ما من لا ينظر أنا [تو دت].  ما من لا يريد أنا أن يتكلّم إلى أنت على رسول.  ما من لا يريد أنا صور ناقصة من أنت.  ما من لا يعني سحاقية [بيسإكسول].  ما من لا يحتاج أنا رجل.  ما من لا يريد أنا أن يلتقي صديقتك ما يسمّى أنثويّة أيّ يكون حقّا أنت يحاول أن يلعب الدور.  ما من لن يثبت أنا أنت فوق على تاريخ مع ابنتي! &lt;p&gt;Eu sou um lesbian.  Eu não estou interessado em datar qualquer um masculino ou fêmea.  Nenhum eu não estou olhando para datar.  Nenhum eu não quero falar-lhe no mensageiro.  Nenhum eu não quero retratos nude de você.  Nenhum lesbian não significa bisexual.  Nenhum eu não necessito um homem.  Nenhum eu não quero encontrar-se com o seu assim que - o amigo fêmea chamado que é realmente você que tenta jogar o papel.  Nenhum eu não o ajustarei acima em uma data com minhas filhas! &lt;p&gt;Είμαι λεσβία.  Δεν ενδιαφέρομαι για τη χρονολόγηση καθενός αρσενικού ή θηλυκού.  Κανένας δεν κοιτάζω μέχρι σήμερα.  Κανένας δεν θέλω να μιλήσω σε σας στον αγγελιοφόρο.  Κανένας δεν θέλω τις nude εικόνες σας.  Καμία λεσβία δεν σημαίνει αμφίφυλο.  Κανένας δεν χρειάζομαι ένα άτομο.  Κανένας δεν θέλω να συναντήσω τον αποκαλούμενο θηλυκό φίλο σας που είναι πραγματικά εσύ που προσπαθείτε να διαδραματίσει το ρόλο.  Κανένας δεν θα σας θέσω επάνω κατά μια ημερομηνία με τις κόρες μου! &lt;p&gt;Я буду lesbian.  Я не заинтересован в датировать любое мыжское или женское.  Никак я не смотрю to date.  Никак я не хочу поговорить к вам на посыльном.  Никак я не хочу nude изображения вас.  Никакой lesbian не намеревается bisexual.  Никак мне не нужен человек.  Никак я не хочу встретить ваше поэтому - вызванный женский друг будет реально вами пытаясь сыграть роль.  Никак я не установлю вас вверх на дате с моими дочами! &lt;p&gt;我是女同性恋者。  我不是对约会女性任何人感兴趣男性或。  没有我迄今不看。  没有我不想要与您谈话在信使。  没有我不想要裸体图片的您。  女同性恋者不意味两性体。  没有我不需要一个人。  没有我不想要遇见真正地是您设法扮演角色的您所谓的女性朋友。  没有我不会设置您在一个日期与我的女儿! &lt;p&gt;나는 여성 동성애자이다.  나는 남성 여성 누군가를 날짜를 기입하기에 흥미있지 않다.  아무 나는 현재까지 보고 있지 않다.  아무 나는 메신저에 당신 말하고 싶지 않다.  아무 나는 당신의 발가벗은 그림을 원하지 않는다.  아무 여성 동성애자도 양성을 의미하지 않는다.  아무 나는 남자를 필요로 하지 않는다.  아무 나는 진짜로 역할을 하는 것을 시도해 당신 인 당신의 소위 여성 친구를 만나고 싶지 않다.  아무 나는 나의 딸과 가진 날짜에 당신을 위로 놓지 않을 것이다! &lt;p&gt;Je suis une lesbienne.  Je ne suis pas intéressé à dater n'importe qui masculin ou femelle.  Aucun je ne regarde pas jusqu'ici.  Aucun je ne veux pas te parler sur le messager.  Aucun je ne veux pas les images nues de toi.  Aucune lesbienne ne veut dire bisexuel.  Aucun je n'ai pas besoin d'un homme.  Aucun je ne veux pas rencontrer votre prétendu ami féminin qui est vraiment toi essayant de jouer le rôle.  Aucun je ne vous placerai pas vers le haut une date avec mes filles ! &lt;p&gt;Ich bin ein Lesbier.  Ich bin nicht interessiert, an, männliches oder weibliches niemand zu datieren.  Kein schaue ich nicht bis jetzt.  Kein möchte ich nicht mit Ihnen auf Kurier sprechen.  Kein wünsche ich nicht nude Abbildungen von Ihnen.  Kein Lesbier bedeutet nicht bisexual.  Kein benötige ich nicht einen Mann.  Kein möchte ich nicht Ihren sogenannten weiblichen Freund treffen, der wirklich Sie versuchend, die Rolle zu spielen ist.  Kein stelle ich Sie nicht oben auf einem Datum mit meinen Töchtern ein! &lt;p&gt;Förmiddag I en lesbisk kvinna.  Förmiddag som I inte intresseras i datummärkningen någon som är male eller som är kvinnlig.  Ingen I-förmiddag som inte hitintills ser.  Inget önskar jag inte att tala till dig på budbärare.  Inget önskar jag inte nakenstudie föreställer av dig.  Ingen lesbisk kvinna betyder inte bisexuell person.  Inget behöver jag inte en man.  Inget önskar jag inte att möta ditt så - den kallade kvinnliga vännen som är egentligen dig som är pröva att leka rollen.  Inget ska jag inte uppsättningen dig upp på en datera med min döttrar!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Still+some+of+you+just+dont+get+it&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1193.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1193.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 06:21:46 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>8</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1193/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1193.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-25T06:21:46Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Feeling Guilty</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1192.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well with the Hatsuko shopping affair behind us and my trek on deciding on what is best for the girls, I take them to a water park to return to the level of normalcy.  &lt;p&gt;Once there we change clothes and we are having fun.  Hatsuko is still feeling very guilty of the card issue but I tell her its ok.  Its not all her fault since it was I that gave it to her.  I really thought she had the maturity level to handle it.  Though it was done and over with I could tell that Hatsuko was not ready to let the issue die just yet.  So once more we had a long talk over it, after which I tell her the issue dies right there. &lt;p&gt;In the course of that conversation.  Kiyomi found herself eyeballing all the local guys.  One even came and up and tried to chat with her.  But do to language issues there was no real dialogue.  But the guy was cute!!!!  So that had her a bit alarmed.  Until then all she knew was Akira.  But here are American guys.  some a tad older.  They are cut in shape.  Some despite their youthful age are showing decent six packs and very fine pectoral muscles.  Guys never looked like that when I was her age!  Maybe that’s why teachers are running off with their students.  Just Kidding! &lt;p&gt;But she felt guilty.  I am like why?  Cause mom these boys out here are much cuter.  They are in shape, nice tan bodies, great teeth, and hair.  So I ask her.  Shall we stay then in America?  Hatsuko and Kiyomi both do a double take.  Stay here?  What about our school back home?  Our Friends?  Our Boyfriends?  But mom I don’t know how to speak English!  Hatsuko didn't miss a beat!  &amp;quot;Kiyomi!  Think about the boys and the shopping!  We will get over our guys eventually!&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;Give it to Hatsuko to find a way to add shopping as her own form of emotional support! &lt;p&gt;That’s my girl!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Feeling+Guilty&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1192.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1192.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 01:38:32 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1192/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1192.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-25T01:38:32Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>A 10 year old with an American Express</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1189.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like shopping.  I like it so much that it’s a way of life for me.  So it stands to reason that my girls would fall into that realm.  Now when we got in country I knew the girls would have to get used to seeing Americans so I thought what better way than a trip to the Scottsdale Galleria.  There eyes lit up more than the fact I had mentioned we would take a trip to DISNEYLAND at the end of July.  Disneyland the happiest place on earth?  Not to a 10 year old with a valid passport and her own authorized copy of American Express and a mall! &lt;p&gt;If you are gasping, yup you guessed right!  Thank gawd for American Express security! &lt;p&gt;See this is what happened.  We three were together going from store to store and trying on new clothes shoes you name it.  I didn’t have them pack much cause I knew we would do some shopping here.  We were in a store named Industrial which sells clothes and skateboards.  Hatsuko knew that Corey loves skateboards.  So her thinking was all in Japanese lets get Corey something.  Ok I gave each girl their own AMEX with a max of one thousand dollars.  Well it’s a verbal limit.  They don’t know is each card has an actual 10K max.  Now let me give you a little run down on what this is all leading too.  Japan prices are in YEN and as you know America is Dollars.  SO if I were to go but Guitar Hero Aerosmith it sells for 49.99 plus tax.  In Japanese YEN to make it easy that’s 4999.  So when I tell the girls they can spend 1k on their AMEX Kiyomis thinking is ok 1K America she's doing the math and subtracting backwards from 1000.00.  Hatsuko is thinking Japanese so her thinking is counting back from 100,000.00 in American Dollars! &lt;p&gt;So Hatsuko buys Corey a new board and I even talk the store manager into shipping it to the military address Hatsuko has for sending Corey postcards.  For fun I let Hatsuko use the AMEX.  Big Mistake.  Now she feels the power of a charge card.  We go to GUESS, and we three are shopping.  Now in that store Kiyomi buys what she likes and the prices there its very easy to hit that 1K max limit.  Again I am letting them buy on their own so I can teach them how to budget  and use the PC at home to monitor what they buy and learn how to budget.  We go to Victoria's secret, and while there I am asking Kiyomi to be measured properly.  While that is going on Hatsuko is mom can I buy some lotions and body wash?  I say sure.  Not thinking anything of it.  Now Hatsuko doesn’t understand English very well but I see she is having a lady help her she's within eye view so I let it be.  I turn my attention to Kiyomi and we begin to have a serious mom to daughter talk.  Recently Kiyomi crossed over to womanhood.  So its time she was allowed to experience her womanhood.  Now that she's developing I allow her to explore more of a ladies choice in lingerie.  I tell the lady please bring us a large amount of choices we are going to do some major shopping.  In making that stupid statement I never thought to mention it was for Kiyomi.  That got to the ears of the other woman and she's like oh!  Now the ass kissing is going on I am relaxed I never paid attention that Hatsuko purchased a large amount of lotions and body cleaners but even got her  thongs she had originally wanted.   &lt;p&gt;Now here is the capper.  I am there sitting being waited on Hatsuko says to me mom there is a woman's clothing store over there can I go look please?  I asked her if she has her cell she says yes I say OK.  Now my mind is getting this done so we can join Hatsuko across the mall.  I'm watching the time holding my cell Kiyomi is being fitted some more I am translating from English to Japanese and vice versa and the cell rings. &lt;p&gt;Hello? &lt;p&gt;Hello Miss Yamada? &lt;p&gt;Yes this is Miss Yamada.  Who is this? &lt;p&gt;Yes Ma'am, this is Michelle with American Express Security.  I am sorry to bother you but I am showing a large amount of transaction occurring on the extended cards you had issued.  We are calling you to inquire if these purchases are authorized. &lt;p&gt;Ah yes we are shopping right now I am with my daughters in Victoria's Secret. &lt;p&gt;Oh really wonderful.  Right now we have a hold with a pending transaction from Lucky Brand Jeans. &lt;p&gt;That’s fine that should be my daughter Hatsuko. &lt;p&gt;Understood Ma'am cause the transaction is several hundred and they are holding her in the store.  Her card has had sales in excess of 1800 in the last 20 minutes to include an item purchased from Luis Vuitton   &lt;p&gt;She bought how much? &lt;p&gt;You know that one moment when you get a reality check?  This is one of those moments and it comes back and slaps you about the face for several seconds.  I went to Lucky Jeans and I joke you not she has this smile that can rival the Cheshire cat!  &lt;p&gt;Ma'am is this young lady your daughter?  Yes she is!  The manager oh American Express Authorized the charge.  She had bags and bags!  She went goofy in VS with the lotions for her friends.  Oh my gawd!!!!!!  No joke she had more bags than she can carry!  New Lesson in stupidity.  Despite good intentions on my part, I am stupid!  You don’t go given a 10 year old a charge card.  Especially if its an American Express!  I had to call for mall management to send up two personnel to Victoria's Secret so they can get all the bags to the Excursion.  Yes I have one.  Don’t talk to me about fuel prices I have had that thing for years and I only drove it today cause the girls wanted to ride in it.  I used Valet.  &lt;p&gt;Now the flip side.  One part of me wants to chew some ass.  But the other part of me also knows I need my own ass chewed.  So how did I resolve this?  I took away Hatsuko's card and now I will bend over and let all of you my readers of this blog walk up and take turns at kicking me in the ass for being a dumb ass!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+A+10+year+old+with+an+American+Express&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1189.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1189.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 02:02:01 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1189/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1189.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-24T02:02:01Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>1963 1/2 Jeep CJ5</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1187.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Several years ago I got this old Jeep to help settle a divorce.  I was buying a home in foreclosure and the married couple agreed on a price to sell me the home at.  On top of that the husband didn’t want his wife to have the Jeep so he sold it to me for 500.00!  The thing was old but I had a soft spot for I.  Since getting it, I got new tires rims new paint sound system.  Painted the thing pink and black!  It quickly became my toy for the urban jungle.  What better way to cruise around the valley in a bikini on a hot summer night.  Trips to Sedona, New Mexico, and anywhere in between.  I totally forgot how fun that thing was. &lt;p&gt;So why mention it?  For it was that Jeep that took us to our first 4th of July fireworks show.  See, the girls and I got in it because to me it’s the easiest way to kick back and watch a good show from a car.  But I totally forgot the freedom it had.  Kiyomi was quick to remind me of that freedom too.  See Kiyomi is starting to develop from a girl into a woman.  So when we were in the house changing she came to chat with me in my room and my walk in closet.  She was amazed by the sheer size and the amount of clothes I had.  No joke my walk in closet is 967 square feet of custom built fixtures that have all my clothes.  I even have a special vanity for cosmetics.  So it didn’t take long for her to try on clothes.  &lt;p&gt;Here I am with Kiyomi in my closet and we are playing dress up.  Hatsuko joined us and it became a fashion show.  Outfit after outfit laugh after laugh I was feeling the comfort and warmth of this house as it was meant to feel.  Before long we had hot pants and mini tops.  Down the road we cruised jamming to my sisters cd and drinking bottled water.  Both girls were excited over how a Jeep feels with its air running over our bodies and the sky above us.  Clouds were coming in but we found a good spot and just chilled.  It wasn’t long before we three were catching the eyes of young men and a few tried to come and talk to us only to learn that I was the mom and those two were underage.  Still the thrill of it all was great!  Lights went down fireworks raced across the sky and booms echoed.  Both my girls were grinning ear to ear over the sight,  And when it was all done we cruised and stopped at a SONICS for 3 banana splits and a moment to reflect in that Jeep.  &lt;p&gt;Many people spend money on crazy vacations or ideas to have fun.  This though was free.  Just some fun at home a cruise into the dusk, a light show and ice cream while guys cruised us as if we were the flavor of the month.  Those are the simple things in life we tend to overlook.  I am glad I didn’t miss it.  These are how memories are made of.  I cant wait to see what tomorrow brings!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+1963+1%2f2+Jeep+CJ5&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1187.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1187.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 05:34:16 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1187/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1187.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-23T05:34:16Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Were have you been?</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1185.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hi: &lt;p&gt;Now this is probably on the minds of many of you.  We are in Phoenix Arizona.  We arrived in country prior to Independence Day.  Now the big question.  What have you all been doing?  Showing them America.  Take two preteen Japanese girls out of their element, put them in a new country 1/2 way around the world with a new language, lifestyle, and home and yeah you can imagine the culture shock they are enduring. &lt;p&gt;But lets get to the start.  We arrived in country and cleared customs.  They were in shock.  Okasan (mom) we are in San Francisco?  Yes we are.  They looked out the airport windows only too see that we were south of San Francisco and is disappointing view.  But they did get their first taste of See's candies from a kiosk and boy did they love those!!! &lt;p&gt;After a quick lunch and a trip into the restroom to freshen up we boarded a plane to Phoenix.  Just about 2 hours in the sky and taxing we were home.  I got my girls and at the luggage area was a drive waiting for us.  This was their first taste of luxury for outside in the heat was a long black limousine we got inside and off to the house we went.  In my mind I was like wow I am home those two were glued despite exhaustion to the windows and every other comment from them was ooooooooooooooh!      American cars are so much bigger!  Look at the houses over there!  Look at how blue the sky is.  Wow that mountain has weird holes in it!  Look at that one family!  They are all so big they must eat very well and everything!  I sit back and take it all in.  Then I recognize the area.  My home is coming upon us very soon.  That’s when I heard Hatsuko.  NANI SO-RE!  Translation - WHAT'S THAT!  That house is so big!  Its huge, who would want to live in a house that big?  And they both freaked out as the driver turned into the drive way.  They both looked at me.  No comment no words just a look of shock.  &lt;p&gt;The driver is removing luggage I open the door and my two little sparrows go into the house and are running around like children in a playground.  I tip the driver thank him for his time and ask him to return in a few hours to bring us to dinner.  Its been a while since I have been in this house.  When I left it was undergoing construction.  I had a Japanese style bathroom built.  I also had the front door and area around the front door reconstructed for personal reasons I will not mention here.  The sudden change in this house was intense.  I can here the girls rush around in excitement.  I walk the house again and memories came back.  Everything from places were I cried alone to moments of sheer joy.  I walk the halls and see the fruits of my labor.  I stand in awe  now.  The silence is gone by the sheer squeals of two girls exploring this house.  I go upstairs to my bedroom and find that the girls both find their own rooms.  they also found mine.  So many questions of mom this and mom that!  They love my bedroom then Hatsuko squeals one more time!  Mom has a swimming pool and a stairway from her bedroom to the pool downstairs!!!!! &lt;p&gt;They both go running out the balcony and down the spiral staircase.  Normally I would take all my clothes off and swim nude.  but instead I put on a bikini and go running out too like a little girl and as I do I push each one in the pool and dive in myself.  If they weren't fully awake they are now.  I am laughing both girls are stunned then decide to come after me.  There we were playing in the water like school age children.  This very moment were I have been wanting happiness in this very home was finally achieved.  I feel so alive now. &lt;p&gt;Now the big question.  Will we actually stay here?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Were+have+you+been%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1185.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1185.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 02:05:59 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1185/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1185.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-07-22T02:05:59Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Sorry, Sorry, Sorry</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1169.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;OK, I know a lot of you are upset that I stopped writing.  I am sorry.  I haven't stopped, but rather have been bogged down with real life work.  Its not easy being in Japan and trying to stick to a time frame to answer emails, international phone calls and faxes from my firm in Arizona.  Furthermore the Foreclosure situation has my Title Firm in overdrive.  Several months ago long before I left the US to adopt I had a real estate arm to my small company and was very successful.  None of the houses I sold have gone under.  That is why my office is in chaos.  Though I sold that arm to Remax, people whom are desperate to sell have been coming to my office there trying to get out from under the terror they are in.  Now any good investor will tell you this is a buyers market.  But not all that you buy is good.  So that has left me in a position were I am looking at email images of homes running comps from here waiting on appraisals to decide ok this is a good buy, or no this isn't a good buy.  And honestly, many are not good buys.  I have purchased a few non good buys only because there was a family with children and they were losing everything.  So I purchased a home at about what they needed to get out of the debt they were in.  That was a mistake cause I did that 4 times and word spread like wildfire in the valley.  That has left my staff with the duty of turning away people with children and seeing into their eyes having to tell them I am sorry the offer is not accepted.  All of this can be solved very easily.  The President can order a 90 day freeze on all foreclosures and sales and have those arms placed into  a fixed.  But that will not happen.  I will say this though.  My office has seen people with homes purchased at 400K with a home value of 200K or less.  People got shop happy on these homes buying houses at large offers thinking they were going to flip it very soon.  Not wise. &lt;p&gt;Now on the other note.  I have been making sure all our immunizations and medical records are up to date for entering the United States.  This will be a unique time for the girls and I.  We are leaving Japan this Thursday and will arrive in Arizona.  For the first time they will not only see America but also see my home there.  Prior to leaving I had a construction crew redo a portion of the house to make it into a Japanese bathroom.  I ordered to go all out.  Spared no expense.  It took them close too 40 days to redo and complete my vision.  I saw the pictures and it looks great!  But then I had another reality check. &lt;p&gt;In my time here with Kiyomi and Hatsuko I learned that I can give them the world.  But that doesn’t make me a better mother.  I learned all I had to be was me.  We have a nice home here in Japan.  Only because we made it that way as a family.  I do not think that will be done with the home in Phoenix.  That house is over eight thousand square feet in size.  It is luxurious, it is attractive, it is everything many of you would dream of in a home.  It is also a place that has brought me as much pain as much pleasure.  &lt;p&gt;But my life is different now.  I have children, and a new sense of self.  That could turn that home around.  Those are words many of you will say to me.  Now lets look at the reality.  America is a whole different animal than Japan.  Kiyomi and Hatsuko, will have a language barrier, no friends, and a new lifestyle.  That is what I am paying attention too.  Yes I know they will adjust.  But I also have a firm to run.  Right now I am making it work.  However I made this decision.  Depending on the girls welfare and how they see America, will determine if I as their mother will either sell my Arizona home and reside in Japan and petition for full citizenship or stay in Arizona and take one step at a time and allow the girls to grow.  They are in summer break for 45 days.  That’s not a lot of time really to make that decision.  But its what is given to me.  I know they have boyfriends and will miss them.  Though I told them there are much cuter guys in America!  &lt;p&gt;We shall see what cards are to be played when the time comes.  I will not try to read into this too much.  maybe back on American soil I can then pay closer attention to this blog too.  I love you all and will write again soon.  I promise!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Sorry%2c+Sorry%2c+Sorry&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1169.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1169.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 18:52:39 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1169/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1169.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-23T18:52:39Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>UPDATE COMING SOON</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1160.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;I promise an update soon.  The reason why there is a delay is becuase we are retnring to Arizona first week of Augst.  My girls are about to see our home there.  I am also considering permanent residency here in Japan.  So for now let me get doing what I need to do cause it means a big lifestyle change for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+UPDATE+COMING+SOON&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1160.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1160.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 11:52:56 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>5</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1160/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1160.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-06-11T11:52:56Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Very Difficult to Share</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1115.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t know were exactly to start this blog.  We are not home.  I am in Osaka I have the girls with me.  I would like to share the reason why I am in Osaka it is something positive for me but I do not have happy news to report so let me come straight with it.  I mentioned about Hatsukos friend the one that collapsed at school.  She died.  The girl was 11 years old.  All I know was she was laughing and giggling when she was walking with Hatsuko.  They were on their way to do something when she collapsed.  I am not a doctor don’t know the details other than she died rather quickly.  Excuse my language but Hatsuko is really fucked up right now.  I am not asking details on what caused the girls death, so please respect that and not inquire.  &lt;p&gt;Again we are in Osaka, I am in the recording studio regarding a audition.  When I am not in the studio I am with the girls.  This is going to take a while so to all those whim waited patiently please stand by for now.  I will resume this blog once things start to feel normal&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Very+Difficult+to+Share&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1115.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1115.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 08:41:44 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>8</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1115/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1115.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-24T08:41:44Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>She meant well</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1106.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this forum of mine which is my blogs, my main reason was to focus on my girls and the adoption and how things have been.  I did speak of such and also expanded my blog to include other issues.  It was nice to hear feedback from people both in and out.  So this morning as I write this I am finally cooled down from the temper I had yesterday.  Before you say, oh boy here she goes again something about her being gay or this girl she opened her heart out to but got rejected, her band or someone doing something.  This blog is supposed to be about the kids.  So before you get upset this is about to go in a direction that will leave you all in shock, and a few of you grossed out.  And it combines everything I mentioned to include the girls. &lt;p&gt;Now the new house here is still in some chaos.  We are unpacking things still setting up our new home getting in to this new beginning.  Now I didn’t mention that my aunt Hiroko has been trying to play matchmaker.    If I did I am sorry.  I have so much family here in Japan.  But Aunt Hiroko is the kind of lady who believes she knows what's best for you and will try to force it down your throat till you give in.  Everyone gives in to her.  They don’t like dealing with the drama so they just take the beatings cause it improves the morale.  &lt;p&gt;She has been for many years trying to get me to date a guy.  I flat out refuse.  Now this time around as I am setting up a happy home here she has been trying to make that happen.  But let me rewind you a few days.  Lets go back to the day I posted the blog were I let you all vote.  After I posted that blog, I was alone in the house cause both girls had made plans.  So since I had just finished unpacking some boxes I needed a break but I was a bit lonely so I decided to fire up the new laptop and go into my old haunts in Second Life.  See friends hear some live musicians, maybe take in a online movie or game or see what trouble I can get into.  As you all were reading the blog I came across a very attractive avi and got to know the girl behind it.  After a bit of talking and hanging out I took a strong interest in her to a point were I was feeling foolish for having made that blog.  I see old friends I met this girl we are all having fun.  During this time my aunt Hiroko has been plotting and scheming to get me to meet this guy.  Now before you ask his name, I will say now, its not important.  You don’t need to know it because quite frankly if you hear that name again in your lifetime what he does that I will write about in this blog will come back to haunt you.  Perhaps. &lt;p&gt;Days go by, I am happy and then get the scare of my life when Hatsukos school calls and tells me she had an accident  and was in need of medical attention and that an ambulance was in route to the school.  I went out of my mind.  I was so in a panic and fit I had trouble trying to figure out how to open the car doors.  I was fortunate that a neighbor was home and drove me to the school cause I was hysterical.  When I got there I learned Hatsuko was fine, it was her friend that slipped and fell head first on the stairs were she also hit her neck.  Though I am grateful Hatsuko was safe, the other girl is not and my heart goes out to her family.  Since her injuries we have been folding paper cranes here at the house.  This is Hatsukos best friend in a new school so it means a lot to her.   &lt;p&gt;So yesterday I go online to Second Life.  I see my sister Umi, and my online daughter (she's a lady who I consider as family like Kiaa who posts comments here) Karalynn, Wonny my drummer.  We are all out shopping online  when I hear a doorbell.  It was aunt Hiroko and the guy and his parents.  I am like who what the F***!?!  That’s right and she just comes right in.  First I am not dressed for company, second my house is not done, and third you don’t bring people to my house and make your way inside without first asking me.  So here I am. now at a table in my living room.  I had to make tea, and lucky I had pastries enough for all.  So I am sitting there and I am hearing my aunt talk and talk about he will make a good husband he doesn’t have a great job but that’s ok cause I do very well financially.  But I got kids and they need a father.  Keep in mind I am not being allowed to get a word in edgewise.  Plus he doesn’t look clean.  His parents look nice though.  Now I keep trying to say something my aunt keeps stopping me my temper is about to pop and I see that the guy is not only shacking but he's sweating buckets!.  I stop my aunt and ask him if he is ok?  He said yes but he takes off his sock and my guess was right cause his foot looked dirty and he uses that dirty sock to wipe his face and neck.  Talk about nasty! &lt;p&gt;This is were I lost it.  I tell them I am sorry , there is no way I will marry their son cause for starters, I am gay, second, my daughters don’t need a father, I am their mother and it will be I who will choose who will share my life with, third I will not financially support a man who should be busting ass on his own to make a life.  Especially since he is 44 years old.  And last but not least, if I wanted a man it wont be him.  I want one with some backbone who looks like he knows how to use a bar of soap!  With that said I kicked everyone out my house! &lt;p&gt;He's probably a virgin anyway, and if he is I would not want a man who has to be taught.  I want one that knows what the hell he is doing!        &lt;p&gt;Now with that said, I feel a hell of a lot better.  I don't know what my aunt was thinking.  I am sure she meant well but I know what's best for me.  And what's best for me are Kiyomi and Hatsuko, and not a guy who I will have to baby like a kid.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+She+meant+well&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1106.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1106.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 00:28:01 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1106/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1106.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-22T00:28:01Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Again I am being asked why</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1099.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Since the posting of my declaration to Nekorina, many of you were in suspense.  Two more additions were made then the words from Nekorina -  &lt;p&gt;Nekorina &lt;p&gt;5/14/2008 6:58:47 AM &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-2502ac9367fe4c35.spaces.live.com/"&gt;(http://cid-2502ac9367fe4c35.spaces.live.com/)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;We need to talk. &lt;p&gt;After that it was like the world was in suspense again and I found my email and personal messages over flowed with what did she say?  Anything new?  Some from you guys with expressions of love towards me to  your own personal promises of how you would treat me.  Thank you.  &lt;p&gt;But things have not changed.  Quite honestly her answer is no.  Now is the world still in suspense.  Yes it is.  So much so that I have learned that my blogs are being translated as is into other languages.  Here is a site that is from RUSSIA that is carrying my blog from here &lt;a href="http://www.tgsc.ru/redirect/mynekogirl.html"&gt;http://www.tgsc.ru/redirect/mynekogirl.html&lt;/a&gt; .  It appears in English but  it is translated into Russian.  The webmaster contacted me requesting more more more,  Especially now with the Nekorina Announcement.  Here is another site:  &lt;a href="http://www.qihoo.com/wenda.php?kw=Kiyomi&amp;amp;do=search&amp;amp;noq=q"&gt;http://www.qihoo.com/wenda.php?kw=Kiyomi&amp;amp;do=search&amp;amp;noq=q&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;The idea that my blog is being fed through over web sites is very overpowering.  So with the question asked of me, of what will I do now regarding Nekorina.  I though that the question was answered when I said I would just move on.  But I see that from all the responses a large number of you are asking me not to give up.  One of you mentioned that by putting it out there to be read I was being honest.  Another said I was being a fool.  Whether it was right or wrong the choice was still mine.  Try to look at it from my own viewpoint.  What do I have to lose?  I can call her tell her over the phone what I said here but that is not enough.  I needed something more than just mere words here.  So I cam clean.  I said it in here for the world to see.  So she could also see that I had opened my entire soul.  It overwhelmed her and it was not enough though to make her stop and say OK and YES.  Does she love me?  She said she does.  Do I?  I wouldn't have opened my soul to love if I wasn’t feeling it for her.  But the question is, Do I put up a fight for her heart and run the risk of pushing her away like I did with Kathryn?  Or do I lick my wounds and just accept the fact I will never be someone special to a person.  Yes I have a mothers love and I get loved by Kiyomi and Hatsuko.  And I am special to them.  But even I cannot deny the part in my heart that begs to ask to be loved.  Can I really be more to someone?  I too want to be loved.  I want to be romanced.  I want to be cuddled and cared and kissed and adored.  I want to feel the hands of a woman embrace me in the bed.  I want to be kissed coming home from work.  I want to hold her in a hot shower and look in her eyes.  I want to grow old and die in my sleep with someone who loved me enough to be there when I breathe my last breath. &lt;p&gt;So I put this in your hands.  If my blog really means that much to all of you.  All those that apparently read it and translate it then answer me in the comments.  Give me a 1 for a yes or 2 for a no.  If I have less than 5 responses then I will feel like a fool.  So if I mean that much to all of you please respond.  I am very sure of myself, but even  must ask what is right for me.  I don’t have that much experience in love.  Following my heart is not enough.  I don’t have the experience.  So answer me publicly.  Do I go for Nekorina all out with open arms in hopes that something comes of it.  Or do I just stay single and celibate?  1 for a yes 2 for a no.  I place this in your hands.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Again+I+am+being+asked+why&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1099.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1099.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 00:29:42 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>5</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1099/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1099.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-19T00:29:42Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>OKAY</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1092.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I came to this country I left a lot of old baggage behind me.  But one thing I carried with me was the need for closure.  What is sad is that in my years and in my age, my first love came to me in my 40's.  Before then I had none.  I had fear, anxiety, anger, pain.  I had wanted to be loved but never having it, I you tend not to see it.  You desire it but cant see it.  Kathryn came into my life and gave me my first taste.  I spoke of that till I am sure annoyed all of you.  So when I became a mom a whole new world of doors opened to me.  And the door were I came from was finally closed.  Everything stayed in there, to include my desire to be with Kathryn.  I could awake daily and see in the eyes of my girls my reason for being.  All those people I saw before as friends I could now see differently and have a whole new appreciation. &lt;p&gt;In this clarity I finally saw Nekorina.  &lt;p&gt;She and I shared much of the same dreams.  One of them to love and be loved.  She is a single mother, with a wonderful daughter.  I finally said to myself to stop being an ass and to stop denying her.  Speaking with both my daughters at length they also helped me see more.  Nekorina and I had talked about these things before.  She and I know the cardinal rule and we both broke it.  I broke the rule for Kathryn and she broke the rule for Sade.  That behind us both we both asked for one person just one to call our own.  Granted she met who she is with now but its not a full commitment.  I wont talk about what they have.  I wont judge and I forbid anyone here to judge whom knows.  All I wanted is to give her a reason and a person to call her own.  And I ask the same. &lt;p&gt;Yes I asked two days ago and we have talked.  Still despite our conversations she refuses to answer here.  I guess I am wrong.  I believed that she and I desired the same thing.  To be loved by someone as your partner.  Which is why I put it all out there.  I wanted to show whets gone is gone.  I got nothing to hide.  I even decided and called Linden Labs to erase my original avi and all property contained.  Yes Umi I promised you all its content but when I talked of closing that chapter in my life I realized it needed to go.  All of it can be replaced but the memories are both good and bad in there.  That is my level of commitment to my new sense of self worth.  I know who I am again.  A stronger woman.  My life has come full circle and I see new opportunities ahead. &lt;p&gt;I will not force an answer from Nekorina.  If I am not the one well guess what?  I am not the one.  Period.  I got my daughters and my pride.  I am a big girl and I can take it.  I will hold my head up.  Now my word for not dating has now been reinforced.  I am not mad at anyone.  Just cutting the Bullshit and coming straight with it.  So Nekorina don’t take this personally.  I thought you and I were on the same page but I see I am wrong.  We will just let things be as they are.  No harm there no issues no heartbreak.  I came clean only to do right by you and to show you there is no baggage.  So you would not need to be plagued by any underlying reason.  Yeah I may seem like I am very harsh right now but this is not towards you.  When we spoke the other night you were floored by this new me.  This is not the new me, this is who I was before all the drama messed me up.  I was fierce, I was strong, I was content.  The things you desired in a woman.  That is why I said I have come full circle.  I am once again the woman you first met.  Once again I got my life in the direction I had it.  I know who I am again.  Patience is a virtue, but tolerance is not.  And like before I have zero tolerance.  I like who I am again.  This is the woman I need to be if I am going to raise two girls.   &lt;p&gt;And I will raise these two girls on my own.  Partner-less.  I put it out there so you can have assurance behind my words.  Talk is cheap show me is how I used to be.  I showed you and the world.  Again I am not mad at you.  No reason to be.  If this upsets you, then I am sorry.  But I will move forward from this point.       &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+OKAY&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1092.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1092.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 01:54:54 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1092/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1092.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-14T01:54:54Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>No Answer</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1084.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;I know you read it, you told me so.  But you havent answered yes no or hey I need time.  I guess I got my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+No+Answer&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1084.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1084.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 13:23:07 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1084/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1084.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-13T13:23:07Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Mothers Day and Something I will ask out loud here in the open.</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1076.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its Mothers day!  First to all the parents not just moms whom read my blog.  Happy Mothers Day.  To the biological parents of Kiyomi and Hatsuko......you have given away such a precious gift.  I wish you well, but I will never doubt the foolishness of your choice.  To Umi congrats hon.  This time next year you will be enjoying May 5th Children's day with your baby and looking forward to a mothers day with special meaning.  &lt;p&gt;Today I joined the ranks of those whom got to enjoy this day.  I was so glowing about Umi I forgot what today was.  I am still glowing.  To be honest I feel as if I am the one who is pregnant.  That wont happen though. &lt;p&gt;Now on to something I must do here.  &lt;p&gt;All of you have read my comments on Kathryn.  I have to come clean.  As powerful influence she was on my life.  She has been gone.  She has been gone for such a long time that it was very hard for me to get past that point.  Coming to Japan, becoming a mom, making a new life here, has occupied my time.  Being here has allowed me to get over the past.  Somewhat.  There is one more thing.  Not really a thing but a person.  It took me to get here and start over to make me realize that someone else was stepping back loving me from afar.  All the while trying to be just a friend.  She knows Kathryn.  They chatted.  We three even sat back in a hot tub together and shared girl stories.  She watched Kathryn and I go our separate ways and she watched Kathryn return to help me back in 2007 when some serious drama messed up my life and my head.  My attention though was again on Kathryn, however this other lady still walked with me and never used my weakness to gain something more. &lt;p&gt;During that time I watched her get her heart broken not once but twice.  One was my fault because I got her in a relationship that didn’t work out.  The second was were a woman merely just broke her heart because of the cardinal rule that a lesbian must never date a bisexual girl.  All the while she still longed only for the same thing I desired.  And that’s to be loved. &lt;p&gt;Nekorina aka Lien.  I don’t want to hide what I see now is something special with you.  We both have families we both have careers and we both have obligations.  It took me his long to see what was right in plain view.  I am so sorry for never seeing what I see in you now.  I cannot completely change what I have now for I am grateful.  But I would like for you and I to talk a walk together and see were this road leads us.  I kept my word on not wanting to date anyone.  Yet I cannot deny what I see now as pure love.  So I will ask you here now in this blog for the world to see. &lt;p&gt;Dearest Nekorina.  Will you take my hand here and now and walk with me and together lets see were this road leads us?  So that I have reason to break my word and start what may become something beautiful  and a new larger family.  &lt;p&gt;So will you take my hand.  Answer me here please.  Even if it is a no, I want you to answer me here.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Mothers+Day+and+Something+I+will+ask+out+loud+here+in+the+open.&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1076.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1076.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 05:44:30 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1076/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1076.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-11T05:44:30Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>A BABY!</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1069.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hi everyone: &lt;p&gt;I am so excited I cannot sleep.  I was at the other house cleaning it when I heard my note book chime.  It was my sister UMI.  I asked her for her blessing on a personal matter that I will write about following this blog.  &lt;p&gt;I am proud to announce my real life sister is pregnant.  For those of you in Second Life, this is a RL pregnancy!  Did you hear that?!?!?!?   Umi is having a baby!   I jumped around that old house in happiness.  I was jumping around screaming in Happiness.  I was just so excited.  Oh my the feeling that overcame me.  Umi had told me a few weeks ago that perhaps what was missing in my life was a family of my own really.  And now that I had adopted I was in my own world.  She saw me close the book on one part of my life and begin a new chapter.  Now here she is with a  family of her own.  Can you imagine the experience she will have.  Feeling that child grow?  &lt;p&gt;I had totally forgot I had left the new laptop in the closet.  This entire empty house and the new laptop was still here!  Talk about a string of Luck!  I powered it on re-downloaded SL and bingo here I was hugging my sister online!  I was so happy.  Our friend Tes Tiramisu dropped in to say hello.  Oh my god, can you imagine the new baby clothes I get to shop for?  Little baby dresses and hats!  Little Booties, toys!  I am going to spoil that kid to no end!  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+A+BABY!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1069.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1069.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 21:35:49 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1069/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1069.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-10T21:35:49Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Time for some good news!</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1045.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;OK &lt;p&gt;You all been waiting patiently.  Drum Roll please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;p&gt;I purchased a new home in the northern end of Hiroshima City.  This house is used but its rather large.  Nice part it is like an American home with an enclosed garage for 4 cars.  % bedrooms and 3 stories.  Now why such a big house?  Easy, one its located a lot closer to Kiyomis school.  Second there is a very good athletics facility nearby were not only I can work out, but it has better classes for Hatsuko's gymnastics.  But most of all I have a great view of Hiroshima and I am deep in suburbia were its more quiet.  More space each girl will have her own room.  One very large master bedroom.  The bathroom alone here seats six easy.  That’s great than the 1 person tub I have at the house here.  I also liked the enclosed garage.  I adore the security of coming home from grocery and if its hot or cold I can close the garage via remote.  Neither car will be sun exposed.  My father home here did require a lot of repair, but recently a little tremor resulted in us staying at the Parco Hotel in downtown Hiroshima.  It wasn’t a earthquake really more like a simple jolt but it cracked the wall big time.  The house ca be repaired but until then it will need work.  So what I will do is move into the new home and have a full fledge repair of the old one and then talk to the housing department at Iwakuni Air Station.  Perhaps a military family can move in since there is a park near it for children. &lt;p&gt;But again why 5 bedrooms?  Cause I need to keep my promise.  I am looking to adopt one more child!  I have been starting new petition.  I will return to Arizona this summer to check on the home there.  I'm debating whether or to to bring Kiyomi and Hatsuko.  Why?  Cause they will be in school.  Why yank them out for 12 days?  It will only hurt their education and I can have a relative stay at the new house.  &lt;p&gt;Now on to more news.  My sister Mel launched her 4th album and she actually dedicated the album to me.  Reading that blew my mind.  I love you and I am proud of you!  It started out slow but its taking Japan one step at a time.  When Paradise is released I think it will explode as an international hit.  Thank you for allowing me to be a part of it!  &lt;p&gt;Well this house is done being packed.  Its amazing how much crap you accumulate in a short amount of time.  I wont have the net at the new house just yet.  Umi you been hard to reach lately.  I want to speak to you regarding Nekorina.  &lt;p&gt;To Diana, Wonny, CC and Tiara.  You girls are on my mind big time.  Please go see Wolf at OD.  I passed to him the track of Paradise.  He will get it to you.  Tanzie, Ortho, Rayne, Yousa, Wolf, Kiaa, Karalyn, Riri, Eleni, William, Angelisimo, Marcc, Warmspirit, Lady Emerist, Ankari, Frogg, Jaycatt, Noma, Gilka, Harper, Holli, Zeta, Will, Carmella, Nicole, DigitalChaos, Choyce, JB, Chino, Cylest, Collin, Jessica, Krimson, Amar, Lolita, Bubbles, Susan Tsuki, Susan Dangle, Tes, Ladyjane, Trout, Angel, Wyldchild, Callie, and to everyone else who showed me kindness.  I want you all to especially know that my life has come full circle.  I am great full.  I am in so much peace in my spirit and my heart.  Retuning to SL and leaving again hurt like hell.  I love you all.  I really do.  I want you to know that so badly.  So much.  I am no longer in pain.  Mel allowed me to finish the last song on her album.  From the arrangements to the instruments.  Its there in black and white for the world to read.  You my friends mean so much to me.  Once you hear Paradise you will know I have found who I am again.  I am finally free!   My dearest friends I am finally free!  For those in SL who are still reading my blog I am sure WOLF wont mind streaming it for you or sharing!   &lt;p&gt;For those of you who been waiting patiently for this update.  Thank you!  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Time+for+some+good+news!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1045.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1045.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 06:38:21 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>14</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1045/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1045.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-08T06:38:21Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>LEGAL ACTION</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1019.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have received countless of messages from so many of you requesting me to continue my blogs and why have I not written?  Are you and your children OK?  To answer you all.  Yes we are fine.  Life has had a change here.  Gymnastic, Tennis, Piano lessons, Homework, Guitar Lessons; my time has turned into full speed.  So please forgive me, cause when I am doing all of this I am busy and when I am not doing all of this, I am working from home contacting my firm in Arizona.  And in the mix of all this I am still trying to be a mom. &lt;p&gt;Now for the negative side of this blog. &lt;p&gt;Larry  the one I posted in this blog has continued to harass me via private messages.  I had to threaten to pursue legal action.  But after thinking it through, I then felt that this will continue to a point were if I do return to the United States I and my girls could be victimized by a seriously disturbed individual.  So I contacted local authorities here in Hatsukaichi with the Japanese National Police.  Then I followed this up with a phone call to authorities both in my city back home and the Maricopa County Sheriff.  I have even gone so far as to consult legal counsel and secured representation to pursue any and all necessary avenues to protect my dwellings, my employees at my firm, my children and myself.  I turned over all messages to Microsoft, Police, and Legal Counsel.  There is more than enough messages to constitute harassment. &lt;p&gt;Now with that said I am going to end this blog and go back to bed.  I will bring everyone up to speed but not tonight.  I just wanted to let you know just how far this has gotten.  Thank you for being patient with me.     &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+LEGAL+ACTION&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1019.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1019.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 17:50:01 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1019/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!1019.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-03T17:50:01Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>This still bothers me</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!947.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a hard time sleeping last night.  I had a terrible headache.  Finally at about 3 AM and some aspirin taken I resolved to try to sleep.  But before I went to bed I made breakfast for the girls left it on the table on how to heat it and money for each to buy lunch.  I spoke to a few friends before I went to bed.  One of them being Tiara my band mates and my SL family.  What had been bothering me was the comment by that guy who talked of saving me. &lt;p&gt;Yes I know I used my blog to tell him were to go and how I felt.  But what still gets to me is the fact that someone needing to be saved.  That part really bothers me even know as I write this portion of my blog.  As I mentioned in a earlier blog I grew up in a bad area.  No one saved me but once.  I was still 10 walking home from school.  I was as I mentioned mixed nationality.  Often I would get jumped and beat down cause for some people it was the thing to do.  I remember this once lady Mrs. Nichols.  She was an African American woman older and had seen more than her fair share of heartache.  She saw me every day go to school and walk home and the beatings I would take.  One day she came out her home and chased the kids off.  I was bleeding and bruised and she took me inside cleaned my scrapes.  She was merely kind to me.  One of the few people I still remember.  And she told me that as long as I keep running, those in pursuit will keep chasing.  I had to be more than a woman. &lt;p&gt;Her words stuck to me.  This was a woman who told me that her husband went off to fight Germany in WWII.  He returned home but not as a hero.  The War was over in Europe and she and her husband were riding a train to the west coast to start over.  On that train was a man from the German military.  He was here for some reason that I do not recall.  But in the train car were they serve food.  He got to eat his meal with the rest of the passengers, while she and her husband a veteran who fought for our country had to eat their meals from behind a curtain.  Mind you this man was still in uniform and proudly decorated.  She taught me that in this world no one but you can do for yourself. &lt;p&gt;Knowledge like that got me through hard times.  I scrubbed toilets, I cleaned floors, I moped stalls, I wrapped newspaper bundles.  I remember sleeping through nights of hunger.  I remember sucking on a ketchup pack trying to get what little was in it to feed myself.  I sacrificed I worked and I managed to get through college and I got a job that turned into a career.  I went back and got a realtors license later and saw true success.  I am very successful.  And I hold my head up in pride that I did if for me. &lt;p&gt;I wanted to become a mom I had to search for answers if I was the right kind of woman that deserved to be a mom.  I had anxiety I had fear I had despair.  And I had people along the way walk with me.  But they never saved me.  I had to save myself. &lt;p&gt;My success, my ambitions , my fortitude were all given to me by a elderly woman in Vallejo who just got tired of seeing another woman be beaten without good reason.  She gave me reason.  I gave myself hope.  She gave me inspiration.  I gave myself accomplishments.  She gave me wings and I learned to fly.  But the one thing she had taught me was that despite the words, I had to want it bad enough.  That the minimum standard for me was a starting point.  Not a goal.  And I am who I am today because I really wanted it that bad. &lt;p&gt;Then to receive a letter from someone I don’t know speak of love, and marriage seemed odd.  Then to see the words &amp;quot;SAVED&amp;quot;.  It brought about such fury and anger within me.  He like many of you only know me for what I write here.  But unlike all of you he felt that I needed to be saved.  Saved from what exactly?  Saved from being a single woman?  Saved from being a single parent?  Saved from my sexuality?  Saved from my obligations? &lt;p&gt;Let me quote Aretha Franklin and Annie Lennox &amp;quot;Sisters are doing it for themselves!&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;I said it before and I will say it again.  I do not hate men.  Hate is such a strong word.  But I do hate it when a man thinks he knows what's best for me.  What was best for me was for me to get off my ass and do what I had to do.  And the one thing that will never be taken away from me is the mere fact that were I got to in life I not only elevated myself, but I also elevated those within my two ethnic communities and women everywhere.  That to me means a hell of a lot more to me than being saved.  That is what my daughters will learn.  That is what one woman in here saw and now she's on her journey to adopt children.  My daughters will watch me and I will guide them with the simple wisdom taught to me by Mrs. Nichols.  May she rest in peace now that she's in a place were her husband and her will never be behind the curtain. &lt;p&gt;This is not a slam on men.  Not at all.  There are some good and decent men in this world I have met many and I respect them all.  And they saw me for who I am thank you. &lt;p&gt;This though is a message to that one idiot and others whom think like him.  This is for you women too whom are always looking for an excuse on why you cannot do anything and why you are stuck were you are.  If you really want it bad enough you will get out there and find a way.  Get that education, get that knowledge of common sense, get that will to survive and see it through.  Ladies there is no shame in doing work that is looked down upon.  You have to hold your head up.  I have more respect for a woman whom is in the adult entertainment industry but is using the money to better her position and say one day I will not do this anymore because I will get my education and move on.  Than a woman who is handed the world only because of her parents good fortune and loses it all and blames everyone but herself.  And continues to live off of her parents fortune.  Born with a silver spoon in her mouth but end her life at the end of a plastic spork. &lt;p&gt;I feel better now.  I think I said what needed to be said within my soul.  I don’t need to be saved.  And if I am headed to hell, I will go there on riding hells fire knowing I did more for myself, my daughters and women everywhere and have zero regrets!  Hell has no fury like a woman scorned.  So guess who's about to be schooled? &lt;p&gt;Damn Right!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+This+still+bothers+me&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!947.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!947.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 05:20:19 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!947/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!947.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-21T05:20:19Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>An apology to all of you</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!927.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel that I owe you all an apology.  I lost my temper.  This is just a taste of what real life brought me for many years.  It does mot excuse my foul language nor my demeanor.  I know I brought down the quality of this blog and its original purpose.  I apologize to all of you for allowing my anger to get the best of me and losing myself in it.  &lt;p&gt;Again I am sorry and please do not hold my own actions against my daughters Kiyomi and Hatsuko.  I have no one to blame but myself and they should not carry my shame.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+An+apology+to+all+of+you&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!927.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!927.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 03:23:59 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!927/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!927.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-20T03:23:59Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>I GUESS WE ARE NOT DONE YET!</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!923.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;From: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.live.com/api.aspx?wx_action=IdentityRedir&amp;amp;wxp_targetsite=PersonalSpace&amp;amp;wxp_type=default&amp;amp;wxp_cid=4981109576813146591&amp;amp;wx_partner=Live.Spaces&amp;amp;mkt=en-US"&gt;&lt;img alt="View space" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pSnCFxjRW6BCEGCfYdCg_hOFQu2gExBU9APBjlFvTPWU1Wm3lIj28PUBIbgPT76PwWqL5BNCdeHw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cookie Yamada &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mynekogirl.home.services.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-03-18_13.51/#"&gt;&lt;img alt="More information" src="http://shared.live.com/4FK9aqzvrfnB3HHdvNkKVmtFpNReuir!TEno8VTERzrZPeUYqdBS3tZ7TL4OwrYSqNwkW710ps8/Base/1.1348/controls/img/spacer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.live.com/profile.aspx?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;theme=no"&gt;Edit your profile&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;To: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.live.com/api.aspx?wx_action=IdentityRedir&amp;amp;wxp_targetsite=PersonalSpace&amp;amp;wxp_type=default&amp;amp;wxp_cid=337372486100662099&amp;amp;wx_partner=Live.Spaces&amp;amp;mkt=en-US"&gt;&lt;img alt="View space" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1py0HBXV8JlpffMgrdKgfa8CbeQ0O7wuRcDoNnWmjrzHs3DV2mI7cIXs1wBXvmPbg_lDAJjrhY-v8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mynekogirl.home.services.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-03-18_13.51/#"&gt;&lt;img alt="More information" src="http://shared.live.com/4FK9aqzvrfnB3HHdvNkKVmtFpNReuir!TEno8VTERzrZPeUYqdBS3tZ7TL4OwrYSqNwkW710ps8/Base/1.1348/controls/img/spacer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Larry's Art Collection Malgor Sadlon Artist &lt;p&gt;SAVE ME FROM WHAT?  WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GETTING AT?  WHY DO I NEED SAVING?  I AM NOT THE MORON WHO PUT IT HIS ASS OUT THERE WHEN I MADE IT VERY CLEAR IN MY PROFILE I AM NOT LOOKING TO DATE OR GET MARRIED TO ANY PERSON.  ANY PERSON MEANS MAN AND WOMAN.  I JUST BECAME A MOTHER!  THEY ARE MY NUMBER ONE PRIORITY AS OF THE DAY I ARRIVED IN JAPAN.  &lt;p&gt;I POSTED YOUR GODDAMN MESSAGE ON MY BLOG FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO READ IT AND I WILL POST THIS ONE TOO!  YOU LEAVE ME ALONE NOW.  GO PLAY WHATEVER FUCK FUCK GAMES YOU ARE GETTING AT ON SOMEONE ELSE.  MY GIRLS WILL COME BEFORE ANYONE!  ESPECIALLY AN IDIOT LIKE YOURSELF TRYING TO MAKE A PASS AT ME RATHER THEN RESPECT THE FACT I AM NOT OPEN FOR A RELATIONSHIP.  YOU WANT A WOMAN THAT BADLY TRY GETTING OFF YOUR ASS AWAY FROM YOUR GODDAMN COMPUTER AND GO SOMEWHERE AND TRYING TALKING TO ONE FACE TO FACE LIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD.  IF THAT IS TOO HARD FOR YOU THEN GO BACK INTO YOUR MAMAS BASEMENT WERE YOU BELONG! &lt;p&gt;LAST AND NOT LEAST, YOU DON'T GO MAKING A PASS AT &lt;u&gt;AN OPENLY GAY WOMAN!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;From: Larry's Art Collection Malgor Sadlon Artist&lt;br&gt;Sent: 4/19/2008 7:02:16 PM&lt;br&gt;To: Cookie Yamada&lt;br&gt;Subject: RE: OK Thank you no i Dont understand &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please forgive me i am Lost i Loved your Look's but i see i cant save you  Pleas forgive me i can never Keep you and i dont think you can Love me Please forgive me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+I+GUESS+WE+ARE+NOT+DONE+YET!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!923.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!923.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:44:08 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!923/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!923.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-20T02:44:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Okay lets take this from the top one more time</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!922.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Homosexuality, sexual orientation toward people of the same sex. Homosexuality contrasts with &lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761579863/Heterosexuality.html"&gt;heterosexuality&lt;/a&gt;, sexual orientation toward people of the opposite sex. People with a sexual orientation toward members of both sexes are called bisexuals (&lt;i&gt;see &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761579862/Bisexuality.html"&gt;Bisexuality&lt;/a&gt;). Female homosexuals are frequently called &lt;i&gt;lesbians.&lt;/i&gt; In recent years, the term &lt;i&gt;gay&lt;/i&gt; has been applied to both homosexual men and women. &lt;p&gt;I am what you call a &lt;u&gt;LESBIAN&lt;/u&gt;.  I have been slammed again by many men recently whom are looking for a date.  Sorry guys I don’t want a date.  No women have made a pass at me and that’s cool.  And if one did I would turn her down just the same as the men I have been turning down.  I am not here looking for love.  I am not here looking to date.  I am here on this blog to give those my friends an idea of how my life is going since coming to Japan to be a mother.  Along the way my blog has touched people I was not expecting to touch.  That pushes me on to continue and try even harder to be the best mom I can be.  I don’t want to date because becoming a mom means devoting my time to raising children.  I will not deviate from that.  I made a commitment to those girls and that commitment will not be broken.  If you are getting my messenger name from my page here it does not give you permission to message me.  As of now I will change those setting to allow only those on my friends list to send me messages when it is active.  &lt;p&gt;I did have a woman send me a msn message and I told her I will not talk to her  It upset her, I do not care.  She was looking to screw I am not.  I met a wonderful girl and after her I made a personal choice never to date any other woman again.  I do so because I will spend the rest of my life trying to make another Kathryn Stonewall out of her.  No woman needs that if she comes with good personal intentions.  So that should be enough for you guys to get it in your heads that if I am not looking to date then I am not looking to date. &lt;p&gt;And as for this idiot who believed he was my husband or could have been my husband or the right kind of husband for me.  To hell with you!  If I was going to have a man it wouldn't be one that looked like a Martha Stewart reject.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Okay+lets+take+this+from+the+top+one+more+time&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!922.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!922.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:30:11 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!922/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!922.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-20T02:30:11Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Here is another Moron. What part of LESBIAN in the profile dont you understand?</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!920.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mynekogirl.home.services.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-03-18_13.51/#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;From: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.live.com/api.aspx?wx_action=IdentityRedir&amp;amp;wxp_targetsite=PersonalSpace&amp;amp;wxp_type=default&amp;amp;wxp_cid=337372486100662099&amp;amp;wx_partner=Live.Spaces&amp;amp;mkt=en-US"&gt;&lt;img title="http://spaces.live.com/api.aspx?wx_action=IdentityRedir&amp;amp;wxp_targetsite=PersonalSpace&amp;amp;wxp_type=default&amp;amp;wxp_cid=337372486100662099&amp;amp;wx_partner=Live.Spaces&amp;amp;mkt=en-US&amp;#10;CTRL + Click to follow link" alt="View space" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1py0HBXV8JlpffMgrdKgfa8CbeQ0O7wuRcDoNnWmjrzHs3DV2mI7cIXs1wBXvmPbg_lDAJjrhY-v8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Larry's Art Collection Malgor Sadlon Artist &lt;p&gt;Subject:&lt;br&gt;RE: OK Thank you Yes i understand &lt;p&gt;Sent:&lt;br&gt;4/19/2008 2:24:31 PM &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img title="Red rose" height=19 alt="Red rose" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/rose.gif" width=19&gt;&lt;img title="Red heart" height=19 alt="Red heart" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/heart.gif" width=19&gt;   I know Girl's can live without a Man as your life is so much more easyer for you in your God Gift of Beauty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am sorry to bother you  I hope and Pray some Day you will feel a Love for me to as you know a Man Dream's the Thought's of being With a Beauty like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i have also Thought i didnt know the girl i was Dreaming to be in Love with and The Beautiful Angel  in Love with me to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know you but from my seeing you and wonting to keep you  I do pray i am a good empression of a good man you can Love and Marry and be better off in your Life as you know and Live your Life with out me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So Please dont forget me I Pray you Pray for me to be my best for you  Please Pray for me to win just once in my Life to win the greatist Love in Life what more is Better for us to have in Life is Love and Marrage I have lost most of my Life and i am Still trying to win a Beautiful Woman to Love and Marry me   I always ASK to be forgiven for thinking of Love asking you to Love me and i dont know if you need me as much as i think i need you and Please Pray for me to Win my Dream to Live a Dream to be Happy in Live in Love in our Home we build Together  to make it the best for us We give our all to our Dream we can Live in for it is Posable and ready to start liveing  Will you Please Think of all i give you in a Home and Family we Build together  Sweetheart let Heavan sing for the Glory of our Love and Marrage for i Pray you do know and understand the Love is Great in me to have and Hold a Beauty God Gave you Beauty but for atracting your Mate in Your Life and i am trying to be your Truest Love Mate of all other's wonting you to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please forgive me for wonting to take you away of your Wonderful easy Life there and come to me and go to Work building a Love perfict for you what ever your name is i know it's beautiful  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess i better go God Bless you Sweetheart  if you ever find a Beauty like you needing a good honest man like me  Please send her home soon i need her Love and atension and understanding Love  Sweetheart Thank you  Please write when your not busy and maby you can think a way to get my art seen more to more people in France to sell my Art Collection so i can have the money to live a life like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img title="Red rose" height=19 alt="Red rose" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/rose.gif" width=19&gt;Please &lt;img title="Red heart" height=19 alt="Red heart" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/heart.gif" width=19&gt;Pray for &lt;img title="Red heart" height=19 alt="Red heart" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/heart.gif" width=19&gt;me     &lt;img title="Red rose" height=19 alt="Red rose" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/rose.gif" width=19&gt;Larry O'Brien&lt;img title="Red rose" height=19 alt="Red rose" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/rose.gif" width=19&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Here+is+another+Moron.+What+part+of+LESBIAN+in+the+profile+dont+you+understand%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!920.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!920.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:02:13 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!920/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!920.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-20T02:02:13Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Anger</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!899.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its 413 in the after noon here in Japan as I begin writing this portion of the blog.  I asked both girls to give me some time to cool off.  See its all regarding yesterday.  Friday afternoons I reserve with my kids and I to have some private time.  It could mean dinner out in town or a movie or something were its us three.  The weekend before that I was dealing with a house full of teenagers so I was really looking forward to Friday and an evening spent having dinner then hitting up this amateur music venue.  &lt;p&gt;At lunch time Kiyomi had called me and let me know she was going to be very late coming home.  My first impression was she's going to spend some extra time with Akira.  No, she had gotten into trouble at school.  Well she wasn’t the culprit.  She has a very strict teacher and what had happened was one of her fellow students left her cell phone on in class and It beeped.  This set the teacher off.  She chewed them out then lined all the girls up in a line and used both hands and smacked each girl on the face.  Then as further punishment all would stay behind after school for additional discipline.  &lt;p&gt;First I can understand  the teacher  being upset over the cell phone but to have her touch my daughter is not right.  In half a heartbeat I went from this person you see here writing this blog to BITCH!  No one disciplines my daughter but me. &lt;p&gt;I put on my jeans a more appropriate shirt and headed to the school in my car.  When I got there I went straight into the office and demanded to speak to the head mistress regarding why a teacher hit my daughter.  They looked a little confused  OK no biggie I remember were the classroom is so I told them, ok you want to gaff me off, I will deal with this myself.  That’s when I had three women follow me trying to stop me and calm me down.  First you play dumb now you understand me?  &lt;p&gt;Now I am angry. &lt;p&gt;One lady told me I couldn't go in there I told her, if you think you can; try and stop me.  Now when I become angry I begin to stutter.  And I confuse my words very easily.  I was born in America raised speaking English.  My Japanese and Spanish (yes Spanish I am half Puerto Rican and that’s were my temper comes from) were always broken but enough to help me get by.  I marched right in there she looks at me I see Kiyomi and I say in English &amp;quot;Is this her&amp;quot;?  Kiyomi nods yes and I turn to her teacher.  Don't you ever lay a hand on my daughter ever again.  She's looks at me like she doesn’t understand me.  I said You hit my daughter and she said yes I hit all the girls not just your daughter and if necessary it will be done again.  The hell you will!  So you will hit my daughter again?  I am her mother, if she is out of line you call me and I will smack her ass if she needs it.  You are nothing more than her teacher.  Remember that!&amp;quot;  and she has the distinct nerve to look at me like who are you look on her face and gives me the rudest &amp;quot;HUMPH&amp;quot;  Then placed her hand on me telling me to leave her classroom.  &lt;p&gt;OK a bit of my background.  I was raised in a town called Vallejo, California.  I grew up on the west side of the town closest to the shipyard.  I got beat up a lot growing up because I was different.  Once I started to gain some back bone and started defending myself did it all finally stop.  After that I let no one put there hands on me and I learned to fight on those streets.  I hated it.  Coming home from school I always had something.  I used to change the way I went home just so I could avoid issues but also because I was afraid.  I got tired of being afraid.  I got tired of running.  I got tired of the beatings.  I was already taking my beatings at home from my own mother I didn’t need one in advance just because I was easy to mess with.  There is just a moment in your life when you just get tired of it all.  And I learned from that ass kicking I would get and I promised myself to leave that place once I got out of High School.  I would get an education and do something worthy of my life.  It was either dream and try for that dream or stay there and be afraid. &lt;p&gt;So when Miss Hayashi there put her hands on me she got schooled in the art of my right hand grabbing her arm twisting it to my right and the back of my left hand coming across me the to her face which dropped her right on her ass.  On the floor she looked up at me and I said don’t you dare get up.  You had no right to put your hand on me.  If you do get up I will put you back down even harder.  That bell when it rings  to mark the end of the day you will release Kiyomi on time.  She is not going to pay for some other girls mistake.  I will be right outside and if she doesn’t come out as expected I will come in here and drop you again.  If I cant get in then I will wait till you come out.  It will be a long weekend for the two of us if you don’t come out.  I looked at Kiyomi she was scared. &lt;p&gt;Out side the classroom the head mistress was there and she was not pleased but she didn’t raise her voice at me.  She very politely asked me to leave the school grounds and she would address the issue of her hitting Kiyomi and the rest of the students cause it may have been uncalled for.  But she also made it clear that she does have to follow protocol and make a incident report of what happened despite the fact that the teacher did place her hand on me.  So I walked out and I waited for Kiyomi.  For a few hours I waited outside cause I was too upset to drive.  Probably good that I didn't I might have done something stupid in that car and regret it. &lt;p&gt;The whole time though I was being watched and the head mistress came out to talk to me as to why I had not left.  I told her that I need to calm down and driving while angry could be a mistake.  She understood.  And she took the time to hear my side of the story.  I told her how I asked to speak to someone in charge and her staff in the office played dumb.  I don’t like it when people act that way.  She agreed.  All of this could have been handled at that level had the ladies in there just simply put me with someone who could address it.  Talking to her was easy.  She heard me out and she expressed her concerns.  &lt;p&gt;While we talked some more the school was let out and we both watched and Kiyomi came out on time with her class.  Girls were whispering like that’s her that her mom over there.  She was the one.  Kiyomi and I walked to the car and left.  &lt;p&gt;On the way home it was very quiet.  I had already spoken to Hatsukos teacher and they let her know that I was coming to get her due to no one would be home to let her in.  So the school would keep her behind and have her do some extra curricular until I showed up.  Kiyomi then broke the silence.  Mom?  Yes hon.  Can I say something and you not get mad please?  Sure.  Mom the older students all heard about it and well.  They all think and me too, What you did was so cool cause that teacher is very mean!  After you left she was very stunned and was out of sync with herself so when it came time to go home she just said everyone leave.   &lt;p&gt;Cool or not, I just wasn’t in the mood to really hear that.  Hearing Kiyomi out and stories she heard from older students and the head mistress telling me that Miss Hayashi was very difficult at times, that perhaps this was something long overdue.   &lt;p&gt;Thank you though for letting me vent.  I was not going to write this but I needed to get it out of my system.  I hope you all took the time to look at the YouTube video that the guy sent me to get a jest of that children's song.  I was really hiding my emotions then which is why I waited to write this later cause I would of most likely said something stupid.  Sorry for getting all mad.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Anger&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!899.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!899.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 08:19:22 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!899/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!899.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-19T08:19:22Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Ghost in the Shell - Tachikoma Self-Sacrifice</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!893.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;A reader of this blog who just read my latest entry contacted me.  He is an older guy and asked not to be named because he doesn’t want the rest of you to see him as he put it (anime dork).  The song Te no hira wo taiyou can be heard partially in its original form from a cartoon named Ghost in the Shell.  According to him there are these robots that have a intelligence that has evolved.  But people still consider them machines.  They want to be seen as alive.  So in this scene from the You Tube link he provided the robots are singing the song because they made a choice to sacrifice themselves so many people can live.  Its not the whole song but it gives you an idea of just how it goes! &lt;p&gt;Thanks well I guess I will call you dude! &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uELeeRer4Hg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uELeeRer4Hg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;No offense but you must watch a lot of those cartoons to spot that song so easily!  Still though thank you for helping me out with my blog and again thank you for following what I write and for the kind words you have expressed that I am doing well.  But sorry I cannot adopt you &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Ghost+in+the+Shell+-+Tachikoma+Self-Sacrifice&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!893.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!893.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 03:25:28 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!893/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!893.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-19T03:25:28Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Going Back</title><link>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!887.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thursday I took a trip to Second Life and had a chat with my band mates.  We chatted for a bit and there is a little issue were CC the lead singer wants to disband the group.  Right now she is going through real life issues and  she cannot commit to the band.  However the rest of us taken a position were we are going to give her some time to get it together.  After what was said, I left the house to go get my lil put put from Yellow Hat.  I  invested in a kick ass Kenwood System.  so they spent the day installing it and tinting the windows. &lt;p&gt;I cruised a while enjoying the music and the new sound.  Oh my gawd I should have done this a long time ago.  So after a while of cruising I stop at the school and I wait for Hatsuko.  We got in the car she is like hey its darker.  Then when the music started and she saw the new stereo and how it slides out and has a screen she was like WOW.  But she likes J pop and I like METAL and all I got in my car is OZZY!  Yeah I know were is my loyalty to my sister Mel?  I love her she's cool and Haruka is a great song but I have to be my metal head self.  But after much complaining we stopped at a store and I bought a compilation CD of Japanese artists like M flo, Larc n Ciel, Crystal Kay, Soulhead and Glay.  Once she was happy we went cruising again &lt;p&gt;On the way home I spot Kiyomi and she's got a group of girls with her  and I am like ok what's going on.  I ask Kiyomi and she said I will explain it all at the house.  So I get home she shows up with her friends and as they take over the Kitchen Kiyomi explains to me that Thursday the 17 of April was the anniversary of when she arrived at the Orphanage.  She spent several years there.  She remembered when Hatsuko appeared.  So  with a little help form her friends Kiyomi and the gang made little cupcakes.  They also had little goodie bags.  All of them help make all these goodie bags with toys and treats.  See here in Japan you have what is called children's day.  Kids get a lot of money.  When we had a party at my Uncles home all the relatives did was great them with lots of Yen.  I have since taken the yen and opened 2 accounts for them but gave them a portion to use to buy something for themselves.  Hatsuko wanted to have purchased thongs with her portion but that all changed.  She got shoes instead.  Kiyomi bought nothing until today were she got all this stuff.  &lt;p&gt;Once it was all done we all walked together.  He friends included.  Walking back to that place and coming in with a new look and newer attitude about life.  That is what being a human being is about.  Watching and her friends give away these goodie bags and sweets.  Seeing these kids smile and hugs from kids that missed her.  Some of the counselors had not scene both girls since they left and were living with me.  To see them look different and smile.  Smile was something they thought Kiyomi could never do.  Seeing them come back was a positive for the kids that were having a hard time adjusting.  But what I like is the fact that Kiyomi didn’t forget who was left behind.  And watching Hatsuko join in and help her sister give back made me so proud.  Counselors telling me I am doing well.  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot agree.  I didn’t think about this.  Kiyomi did.  And she got her friends.  She has no shame in saying I am adopted.  She was not shy in getting help.  She looked very tall and proud in her Junior High Uniform with the school crest.  Her new long hair, shiny eyes, smile.  That was Kiyomi on her own.  Hatsuko cannot remember her first day, but Kiyomi could never forget. &lt;p&gt;There are some beautiful things to see in this world.  This is one of those things were it lasts a lifetime and the moment is right.  But the best part of this all was the walk home.  I am in the middle Kiyomis friends had already left us to head on home to dinner.  I am holding my daughters hands and we begin to sing a children's song that I had learned only recently.  &lt;p&gt;Minna minna, ikite irunda&lt;br&gt;Tomodachi nan da&lt;br&gt;Bokura wa minna ikite iru&lt;br&gt;Ikite iru kara utaunda&lt;br&gt;Bokura wa minna ikite iru&lt;br&gt;Ikite iru kara kanashinda&lt;br&gt;Te no hira wo taiyou ni sukashite mireba&lt;br&gt;Makka ni nagareru boku no chishio&lt;br&gt;Mimizudatte okeradatte amenbodatte&lt;br&gt;Minna minna, ikite irunda&lt;br&gt;Tomodachi nan da&lt;br&gt;Bokura wa minna ikite iru&lt;br&gt;Ikite iru kara waraunda&lt;br&gt;Bokura wa minna ikite iru&lt;br&gt;Ikite iru kara ureshinda&lt;br&gt;Te no hira wo taiyou ni sukashite mireba&lt;br&gt;Makka ni nagareru boku no chishio&lt;br&gt;Tonbodatte kaerudatte mitsubachidatte&lt;br&gt;Minna minna, ikite irunda&lt;br&gt;Tomodachi nan da&lt;br&gt;Te no hira wo taiyou ni sukashite mireba&lt;br&gt;Makka ni nagareru boku no chishio&lt;br&gt;Tonbodatte kaerudatte mitsubachidatte&lt;br&gt;Minna minna, ikite irunda&lt;br&gt;Tomodachi nan da&lt;br&gt;Minna minna, ikite irunda&lt;br&gt;Tomodachi nan da &lt;p&gt;It’s a children's song that speaks about how we are alive.  How you show your hands to the sun and you see the red blood we all share.  And that makes us all friends   From us the humans to the animals we all share red blood.  That makes us friends in a peaceful world. &lt;p&gt;You don’t need a Kenwood system to enjoy this song.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=4981109576813146591&amp;page=RSS%3a+Going+Back&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=mynekogirl.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=mynekogirl"&gt;</description><comments>http://mynekogirl.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!452074C4E13E71DF!887.entry#comment</comments><guid 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needs to be done around the house get that done, work on notices and Sent by my staff from back home.  Then hit the shower.  Same routines just a different day and at times things change. &lt;p&gt;But it is unique how a kid sees the world.  Hatsuko and I talked regarding the gymnastics and why.  She made a new friend in school who has been taking gymnastic at a very young age.  She even went so far to demonstrate her skills for her class and this had Hatsuko excited.  This girl also takes dance lessons when not in Gymnastics.  I wanted to say no but then it occurred to me this is a great way for her to make friends like Kiyomi has and for me to meet other mothers and start communicating with people and make friends of my own too.  &lt;p&gt;Half way to the school we run into some of Hatsuko classmates.  She tells me she can take it from here.  I watch her join friends and they walk all together.  I sit back and think