I am a pathetic product of workaholism. The first Friday that I decide to not come straight home after work, I had nowhere to go. I didn't want to go anywhere by myself, and I couldn't find any friends to go somewhere with.
Instead, I pretty much surrendered to come home and write about unagi (eel). What better way to end the week, thinking about slimy fish?
Did you know that Taiwan used to provide more than 70% of unagi's sold in Japan? And that Japanese chefs prefer to slice unagi's from the back, rather than from the stomach, because cutting from the stomach reminds them of seppuku (suicide by disembowelment)?
But on the long drive through traffic home, I messaged Michael, asking if we have any DVD's to watch. I love movies, except when I have to watch them by myself. He said he and Lydia rented the "Shall We Dance" remake.
While I saw the Japanese version years ago, I so wasn't too keen on seeing the American one, especially after an American production company's interpretation of Memoirs of a Geisha and old Japanese culture struck such a sour note with so many people. That and I usually like the original production much better. I thought the original "Sabrina" better, even though I saw the remake first. You just can't beat Audrey Hepburn's charm and beauty, and those lovely, lovely dresses!
Then it occurred to me that I haven't enjoyed a movie at home since I left Japan a year ago! I used to watch DVD's with my godmother. We'd get into our pajamas, sit on the warm carpet and then watch until we fell asleep. That was so much fun.
As soon as I got home, I immediately jumped into my pajamas and hopped downstairs and waited for the movie to start. I was so excited! I really can't remember the last time I watched TV, or even sat, in the living room.
Waiting for them to come downstairs...
It has changed a little bit though. Some of the furniture appears to be moved around, and the pillows on the sofa seemed to have decreased in number. It turns out that Oreo has been dissecting the pillows for her science projects.
No, that's not part of the pillow. That's a monkey tail.
The movie was great. It makes me want to learn how to dance. I've thought this too many times already. Lydia says she will look for a teacher and we can take lessons on Saturday nights. Hooray!
I had a good Friday night, after all. Thank goodness for siblings.
Food on the dining table. Can you tell which is food for people and which is food for dogs? I have been munching on the cookies in the old mayonnaise jar. They have very little sugar in them, so I like them. But because they might taste bland to most people, I'm suspecting it might not be meant for...humans...? Maybe that's why I've been getting dirty looks from my four-legged siblings.