First things first: what the hell's up with these gale force winds? Think about how strong wind has to blow in order for it to screw up bullet train and commuter train schedules. Totally sucks. Plenty sunny and warm if it weren't for the wind.
So anyway I battled the wind and headed to Akiba to teach the instructors' seminar. Good turnout; over 30 instructors. We spent 3 hours going over all kinds of bits and bobs, what to look out for when teaching, basics, cause and effect, core muscle movements, distance and timing, etc. Slow is smooth and smooth is fast, look where to cut, cut where you look, yadda yadda yadda.
Was absolutely famished when done so headed home quick.
Tonchan had thrown up a bit; reckon either she's still sick and/or she had too much pork and sausage yesterday. But she was in a great mood and wanted to walk everywhere holding my hand. I took her into the spare room and put the freshly washed comforter cover on the comforter, spread it on the bed...and she puked on it. Ah, moments like this I just love being a dad!
So I took the freshly washed-and-puked-on cover off the comforter and threw it in the wash with the rest of her vomit victims.
Kids are good for building patience.
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