
Mochi tsuki (pounding rice) for new years
This picture is of me in kindergarten in Japan. Upon our graduation, each graduate had to state who they were and what they wanted to be when they grew up. Most of the boys in my class stood up and boldly stated their dream to be ninjas when they grew up while the girls stated dreams of flower shops and (heart warming to our teacher, I'm sure) kindergarten teachers. When my turn came up, I proudly (or so I reconstruct the memory) stated my name and my dream: I wanted to be a bride when I grew up. My dream was met with laughter and was crushed immediately. Note - I wanted to be a bride, presumably because of the princess like dresses, not a wife.
I was quite happy being single when I met Sam, having decided that I didn't need to get married, much less become a bride. And, were I to get married, I had decided that the age of 28 or 30 seemed about right. Instead, here I am, 25, married, and currently playing stay-at-home-wife hence the once-in-a-blue-moon post. I am in Chiang Mai staying at one of Sam's friend's apartment while she is away fro the summer. Sam is hard at work from six in the morning to five or six at night leaving me with a lot of time on my hands. I've read, watched stupid movies, and thought about starting to prepare for the school year, and then read some more. It's been wonderful and oddly tiring. I am quite ready to go to China and settle into a routine that both Sam and I are a part of. Meanwhile, my musings on marriage.
I talked to my sister Laura a couple days ago and she asked the question that I get asked constantly: so how does it feel to be married? My answer: I don't feel married, it seems so normal. To this my sister exclaimed, "that is so Amy! You never feel anything!" and it's true. I tend to build up big expectations without planning to, and then when the major event or transition happens, it doesn't come with the expected emotions. Maybe I'm callous from all the changes that are typical of my life, or I am simply a stoic Japanese/Scandinavian, I don't know. Also, so far in our marriage, everything has been kind of chaotic and full of surprises so there hasn't really been time to think about being married. (see Sam's post on our honeymoon) And maybe this is how it is suppose to be. You grow into marriage, slowly so that you don't even notice the changes. I may retract this statement when we get to China and really start the work of blending our lives together, we'll see. These are my more coherent musings on marriage so far. The rest is all jumbled up somewhere in my still jet lagged mind...
To end, I love being married to Sam. And to return to and appease my kindergarten self, here are some pictures of my trial dresses that I tried on for fun in China :)


Isn't she lovely? isn't she wonderful...I think that about ties things up!
