Father's Day follow-up...

Okay, this is a follow-up from last week's entry. Here is a picture of the FRONT of my Father's Day card:

This is what Jack thinks I look like...some white dude...but at least he is good looking!! =)

Roofie's aren't just a drug for girls...

Well the start of this story goes back to my anniversary entry:

http://milesthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/04/palm-springs-part-i.html


What I failed to mention in the story was that I think Aya put a roofie in my drink and she took advantage of me. I was sure I was saying, "No-No-No...well maybe....okay." Still, a "No" is a no in my book.

So the moral of the story boys and girls is be careful when having sex or else this might happen 30 days later:

Yes! It is true. Aya is 3 months pregnant!!

We had decided that if it happens it happens but Aya was 100% sure that she could not get pregnant without getting the magic herbs from voodoo Victor. I think Aya ditched voodoo Victor for the neighborhood drug dealer. She boozed my up, drugged me and had her way with me!!

So far everything has been going okay. Aya had really bad morning sickness. She was sick almost every day and all day. She would throw up 6 times a day and sleep whenever she wasn't working.

Get this, the doctor prescribed an anti-nausea medicine. We didn't think anything of it so we went to get it filled. The pharmacy called back to be sure we wanted to fill it because without insurance it would cost $1200!! YUP, that is $1,200.00 N-O-T $12.00. With insurance it was $200.00 buck for 20 pills. At first we said no but Aya got sicker so we filled the prescription.

We thought it would the medicine would be the be-all cure for her but the pill only gave Aya 5 nausea free hours which Aya used for work.

Luckily now Aya is doing better and able to keep down meals. The doctor thinks we are having a girl but we won't know for sure for another 8 weeks.

We also went to a geneticist for detailed testing for Tay-sachs and Downs. Apparently this test didn't exist 4 years ago but it does now. The test was amazing. The detail of the baby at 12 weeks...with a 4-D picture. We got to see the baby on a 42" plasma and the baby looks huge but in fact it is probably only an inch big now. The girl doing the sonogram test also thinks it is a girl as well.

Well, I guess that is it. My life is officially over now. No more going out. No more sleep again. More diaper, bottles, forumla, wipes, spit up, car seats....ugh. I saw the light at the end of the tunnel...it was there....so close...within my grasp....and now I am sucked back in!!!

Okay, this is it. Two kids. Only two. No three. Don't ask. The answer is NO-NO and a thousand million times NO. TWO is our limit.

Do you know I will be 57 when the second child has the chance to leave the house? 57 could be the earliest on when I will be home alone with just me and Aya...assuming Jack and the child to be named later leaves the nest at age 18.

Oh yeah, if it is a girl, I am rooting for the name Jill so please, please root for this name and help me convince Aya that Jill is a good name.

Take Me Out to the Ball Game...

I keep debating if I should take Jack to a Dodger game this season or next season. Maybe I will wait until Manny comes back.

It is good to have a Dr. in the family...

I suppose it is always a good sign when a family member can vouche for a good Doctor, so for those of you in need of a Chiropractor or Accupuncturist then you see my sister. I haven't gone to Voodoo Victor in quite a while and now just ask my sister all my questions.

Here was our latest email conversation:

From: Miles the Great
To: Dawn Yoshioka
Date: Tue, Jun 16, 2009 at 1:33 PM
Subject: funny for you...serious for me...

i have a question. i was getting ready to run and i dunno whathappened but one of my balls (on my weenie) hit the other ball and it really hurt. like REALLY hurt. then i start to run and when i moved up and down the ball that got bumped was really sore.

if i held it so it was pinned against my body it didn't hurt but it is hard to run with one hand on my crotch.

is it possible to bruise a nut by just having one hit the other one? i dunno what the heck happened. it wasn't like i was wearing hole-y underwear.

and NO i don't want you to massage it or anything either. some medical practices shouldn't be done by brother and sister...so don'tbe gross.

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Reply Forward

From: Dawn Yoshioka
To:Miles the Great
Date: Tue, Jun 16, 2009 at 2:57 PM
Subject: funny for you...serious for me...

First off I would never massage that anyway. . .even if you weren't my brother! I'm sorry to laugh at your pain but I was definitely laughing.

Ok so yes it's possible that you bruised your nut and it's not a good idea that you continue to irritate it by running. . .What a weird image, you holding yourself as you run! haa haa. I know this might totally suck but you can try to ice it and give it a break. Which means no running, jumping or sex, until it feels better.

If it doesn't get better in the next few days you many want to go into your MD but I'm sure it will pass.

Hope you feel better,
Dawn

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Good news and bad news. The good news is that the ball injury deal was totally short term. I actually ran again the next day but I said if it hurts so much I cry then I will stop running but luckily it wasn't that painful and I am as good as new.

The bad news is that I played tennis with a USTA instructor and I totally sprained my knee again. This was the same knee where I tore my MCL 9 months ago. The pain was way more painful then when I got hurt in basketball 9 months ago. I guess the good news is that I am recovering a lot quicker. I had a hard time walking for almost a week last time but after 4 days I have a slight limp.

Dawn was able to treat and needle me twice now:

The funny thing is that even though my knee is hurt it doesn't hurt as much as my finger. I guess when my knee buckled and I collapsed like a Mike Tyson victim, my finger hit the ground, the racket smashed my finger and then I landed on my finger.

I just noticed today that my finger is still swollen 4 days later and that if I touch it I am in pain for hours...literally. I am guessing I fractured the tip of my finger. Sucks to be old but good thing Dawn is around to give me F-R-E-E medical service!

Sophia and Richards Wedding...

Aya and I went to Sophia and Richards wedding this weekend. The ceremony was at chapel on the Pepperdine campus:



Sophia was one of Ayako's friends from high school and this was the first time since they graduated from Sunny Hills where they have all been back together:



The reception was held at Casa Del Mar in Santa Monica. We had a great time at the reception, probably the most expensive wedding we have attended. I am not a live band kind of guy but the band was friggin awesome. Open bar, good food, friends...always a good mix for a great wedding!

Petri and Alice:

Doug and Amy:

Cindy, Rose and Aya:

Congratulations to Richard and Sophia!

Venice Obon Carnival...

Aya and I had a wedding to go to over the weekend but before the wedding we were able to stop by the Venice Obon Carnival for an hour. Jack wasn't as good this year playing the games as last year but he was still able to win some prizes.

Winning at Tic-Tac-Toe:



Jack didn't win at the ball toss with us, but Grandpa, Grandma and Aunty took Jack to the carnival at night and Jack won:


Totally Aya's son because he loves his cotton candy!

What's awesome is that I asked Jack what is he going to name his stuffed animal. Jack answered, "Monkey Mommy.....Monkey Mommy George". Mommy refers to Aya!!

Father's Day...

Crap. I just realized the best part of the card Jack made was on the front...which isn't in the picture. I will have to take a picture of the front and update this post later:



We went to Sakura to celebrate my dad's birthday and Father's Day:


Then we came home and Jack and Grandma made my favorite cupcakes:


Yum. Sadly, I only ate 2 cupcakes when I normally eat 10-12 cupcakes. I was too full from dinner.

Kayla's Birthday...

I dislike kid parties...slowly getting used to them...but you can't turn down a kid party when they have a taco man there. I guess this time a taco girl. Yum....I can't pass up free taco's!

We headed to Cindy and Mike's house to celebrate Kayla's 1st birthday:



Cindy and Aya were friends in high school and roommates in college:

Mark's Birthday...

So many birthday's in June that my weekends have been busy with birthday parties. Last weekend was Mark's 40th birthday.

Mark and I met at Warner Bros. Mark was the first person that I met outside my IT department and we got along from the jump. We started the Friday night Happy Hours...which turned into Friday and Thursday nights. Then we added Wednesday and Tuesday nights to the happy hour rotation. Fun times....ANOTHER ROUND!

It was great to celebrate his 40th, even though I was the only asian place in a Mexican only joint. It was also great to see the macho mexican get all choked up and start crying (literally) when he gave his speech. What a girl!! Happy 40th!!

Grandpa's Birthday...

We celebrated Grandpa's 63rd birthday last week:


That was the card Jack made while he drew on my sofa cover sleeve. Apparently it was also red shirt sale day as Aya, Dawn and Grandma had worn red shirts.

Trouble is a friend...

You may hear the phrase 'terrible two's' and think it couldn't be that bad, right? To be honest, it seemed like Jack avoided the terrible two's until he turned two and half. Then he has been terrible ever since.

Recently, the terrible two's seemed to have come to an end and Jack was listening and behaving a better.

Sadly, last week was not one of his better weeks. It all started for me when Jack and I started making a birthday card for Grandpa. Jack and I decided to do some arts and crafts downstairs so I went upstairs to get all the stuff while Jack was picking out a pen. I noticed he had a purple pen out and ready to write.

All was good and we made the card without any problems. The next day, I come home from dropping him off and I sit on the sofa.

Hmm, where is the arm rest sleeve?
I search all over looking for it. I can't remember it not being there. I know Jack likes to take it off sometimes but he usually takes it off and throws it on the floor. I look under all the cushions and all the pillows.

Finally I head over to Jack's toychest:


Naturally, I was thinking, "Huh. Why in the toy chest....why??" I know it isn't to be funny so I look at the arm rest sleeve and what do I see?

Jack drew a dot and some lines on the sleeve (with his PURPLE pen) and then tried to hide it from me and not tell me! Argh! I wasn't so mad about him writing on the sleeve but more mad that he tried to hide it from me at the ripe ole age of three an half!!

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When it rains it pours. Because on the day I discovered the mark on the sofa sleeve, my dad told me about the trouble Jack got into at school.

Jack strolled into school and addressed the class by saying, "Good morning poo-poo heads!" When the teacher told him that was not appropriate for school, Jack slowly turned his hand into a gun, aimed it at the teacher and told her, "I am going to shoot you."

UGH!? Who does and says that to a teacher?!? I can't even be blamed for this one because I didn't teach him to make the hand into a gun gesture. We don't play shooting or cops and robbers at home. I don't watch violent shows (outside UFC...buts thats another story) at home.

So not cool...but to make matters worse for me, I can't even get mad about the sofa sleeve because the teacher incident is worse. On top of that the teacher incident comes a day after the fact because the teacher goes home before Jack gets picked up so we don't get the report until the next day. Thus, Jack's short term memory gives the default answer of, "I dunno" or "sorry".

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I guess if Jack gets in trouble with me and the teacher it only makes sense he starts trouble with a classmate.

Apparently a kid (one of his friends) was in front of Jack. He was taking too long to do something. Either go outside or getting a toy...I dunno...but Jack grabbed the kids hair until he cried and then pushed him. At least the boy defended himself and got up and pushed Jack down so he got a taste of his own medicine. Either way, it just wasn't a good week for Jack last week.

Jack had no tv and no toys last week. I wish I could say punishing him made him learn his lesson, but to be honest, I think he could hardly care...he just occupied himself with other toys and games.

Trouble is definately going to be Jack's friend.

What is that?

Last night before Jack went to bed, he said eeeww, "I don't want this pillow" and then he switched pillows with Aya.

We took a look at the pillow to find these strange 'brown' dots. What the heck is that? Who has brown drool?


I know I drool but luckily Jack did not inherit that trait so the question of the day is, "What are brown spots on the pillow?

Sophia's Birthday...

It has taken 10 years but the old group from WB got together to celebrate Sophia's 50th birthday. I dunno how Sophia was surprised "again" as we celebrated her 40th birthday at the same restaurant....but I guess old age makes you forgetful. =)


It didn't seem like it was 10 years ago when we all left Warner Bros. We used to make fun of each other with our different outlooks on life because at the time Rudy was the guy who was married with kids. Patrick son, Troy was just about to be born and Aya and I had just gotten married.



Hopefully it won't be another 10 years before we all get together again.

Nate's Birthday...

Saturday was filled with birthday parties. We started the day by going to Nate's first birthday!!

Oscar, Stewart, birthday boy Nate, Payal and Sam.


Nate and Jack:

Jack was happy to come home with balloons....balloons that Jack kept bopping into my head the entire drive home!

Big Boy Bike...

It was just a few weeks ago when Jack finally decided to start pedalling his tricycle and now he has jumped into a big boy bike with training wheels. Jack has no problems pedalling the bike. He is still a little too short for the bike but I think he loves to go fast!

Big Machines...

Jack loves the big machines and this weekend we saw a couple in the parking lot so we had to take pictures on the crane:


Another picture on the digger.


Jack kept asking me, "Daddy, how do you work this? It isn't working. It's broken."

Weaker than an 8 yr old girl...

Now that I don't work, I suppose I should address the most common question people ask me, "What do you do all day?"

That's a tough question to answer because it depends on the week. I actually find lots of things to do. Typically my day starts out like this:

6:00 Wake up to let Jack come into my room and sleep with me.
6:45 Wake up brush my teeth.
6:50 Take Jack to my parents house.
7:10 Take a crap and then watch ESPN or Angel.
8:00 Stretch

8:15 - 11:00 Work out doing weights or cardio. To be honest, some days I watch movies during this time. On Mondays, it is clean the house day and errands which go until noon.

12:00 Eat lunch
12:15 Go to the pool to read the Wall Street Journal / LA Times / People / National Geographic
1:15 Check my email
1:30 Prep for dinner
2:00 Run
2:30 Shower
3:00 Pick up Jack and play with him until 5:00.
5:00 Cook dinner
6:00 Eat dinner
7:00 Shower time
7:15 Quiet time
8:30 Story time
9:00 Watch Tivo

Repeat Monday - Friday. Basically that is my day. If I have more errands or chores than I just cut out the exercise or the pool.

I am really not into exercising that much but I figure if I am not working I should try to get into shape. I am pretty decent at the cardio stuff but I started using weights and I am seriously the weakest person on the planet!!

Pushups...nope. Pullups...not at my weight. Lifting my own body weight...if I can't do it on a pull up bar how am I going to do it with actual weights? Actually I am getting better at all 3 but to lift 6 days a week and now I am stacking various exercises I am struggling with even the lightest of weight.

My sister turned me on to a protein drink and that really helps...the first day I took it I lifted for 3 hours straight. No one said I would be super sore the next day! Only problem is that it taste HORRIBLE.

I read that Muscle Milk is the best tasting drink so I tried it and yup it taste awe-some. Only problem is that it doesn't help muscle fatigue so I am back to lifting what an 8 yr old girl would lift. Ugh.

Working out is so over-rated but such is the life for this trophy husband! =)

Random Pics...

Some random 'blooper' pics of Jack in the recent weeks. Lets start at the #3 picture.

#3 - Jack is multi-tasking. Instead of picking his nose with just one finger he decides to pick with both fingers. Not really as effective as picking with one finger but that is how you learn.


#2 - Aunty Dawn bought Jack a cookie and Jack wants to be sure everyone can see what he is eating. The cookie may look good but it seemed like it was as hard as a rock!


#1 - Jack roaming around the front yard with a big booger on his face!

Fun with Uncle...

Uncle Susu came over last week and Jack took him to see the tot lot. After playing on the slides and running around for a while Uncle and Jack discovered some snails to play with: