Monday, April 6, 2009

The Last Nabe - 2009 Version

Since moving into the new house, I have now had 3 nabe parties: the first was with Josh the night we moved in, then we had one last week with Chuck and Yumi (new missionaries on island), and tonight, I had Simon and Joe over for a third (and possibly final) one of the year. We STUFFED ourselves, but the good news is that nabe is quite healthy - no oil, a lot of vegetables, and not a lot of meat - though we did have a LOT of tofu! Then we settled down and watched The Dark Knight - man, my ears are ringing! Those speakers are awesome! Praise the Lord for good food, good friends, and good technology!


やっぱり鍋は最高に美味しい!先週はチャックとゆみさんを誘って4人でご馳走したんだけど写真を撮る機会がなくてすいません。今日はたぶん『最後の鍋』になったかもしれないけど思い切ってサイモンとジョーと3人でいっっっぱい食った!

それでは、マイ・ブログ初のゲスト投稿になります!サイモン、よろしくお願いします!

はいさい!サイモンです!トレバが引越して初めて遊びにきたけど、家はくつろげるし、ご飯は美味しいし、気楽に話せる仲間と一緒に時間を過ごすって最高!! 鍋、チョコレート、アイスクリーム…。太ってもかまわない!って感じです。神様に感謝!

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Welcome to the House of Frugality!

It's been nearly a month since Josh and I moved into a place together, but finally we've got it more-or-less organized! We had a post-church luncheon last week, and hopefully will throw another party in the near future! Here's a short video to give you an idea of what the place is like:

video

By the way, if you're checking this from facebook, I don't think you'll be able to see the video, so go to my blog: http://t-raysblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-house-of-frugality.html

Friday, April 3, 2009

My Favourite Baseball Player

This is an essay about my favourite baseball player. He has never played in the major leagues. He has not hit a homerun (not to the best of my knowledge). He does not boast a pristine ERA or a championship to his name. But he is a hardworking guy who plays with all his heart. And he also plays for his Lord. His name is Robert Eugene Wunderlich.

Rob used to wake up early every morning and practice baseball by himself at Okinawa International University (Okikoku). One day, my friend Tim and I saw him doing sprints or something, and we threw a tennis ball at him. Of course we didn't throw to hit him, but to make him look up. We ducked. Then we did it again. Then we laughed and called him "Uncle Rico" (see right). He did not let that faze him, but kept on waking up early and preparing himself for the day when God would call him to play baseball again.

The Samurai took him on, but they really didn't practice much. Then Teru Clinic took him. But before he knew it, God was calling him up to a bigger league. Now he's in Wakayama playing for the Kishu Rangers. He's getting PAID to play the game he loves, and he gets to share Jesus with his teammates, fans, and opponents. This, above all, is why he is my hero.