More than the gifts themselves, I love that they got me things I'd actually use and enjoy without even asking me what kinds of things I wanted (And Sho doesn't really know me at all!) and that they didn't make a deal out of it.
I would rather a friend buy me that $20.00 coat they know I've been eyeing for weeks than give me a $50.00 gift card to a store I like, for example because it shows that they pay attention when we go out. They notice what I like, what I'm in to...ect.
Maybe I'm just picky. I don't know.
Presents are supposed to mean something, aren't they?
There are so many pictures to go through. On my camera alone, there are 100+ pictures, and Kazu has a new camera, so we've been a little snap-happy, and that's another 200 pictures and counting. So it could be some time before I post any pictures with the guys up. I also still have to clean the place up to spray against summer bugs, paperwork to fill out, packing....
I've also been doing research like crazy. My sister is going to have her baby in November and my mother will be going to Hawaii to help her. Hawaii is a long way off from my parent's house and my mother has not only never traveled alone, but has never traveled that distance. So I've been trying to find the easiest ways and writing down notes for her (Useful English phrases and such). I think I'm more nervous about her taking this trip than anyone else.
What else? We spent a lot of time Saturday to Yesterday tripping out because Kazu left his passport on the plane and no matter where I called, we couldn't locate it. Since it was the weekend, we couldn't contact any Embassy for assistance, so we took care of it Monday morning. Monday morning we re-called the airports and the embassies. The airports hadn't been able to locate it, and the Embassy told him he needed to get some special papers to and fill out a bunch of reports. He was pretty stressed over it, so we decided to go chill in the bay area. Once we got back, it miraculously appeared, sitting on his desk a long with other papers he had left on the desk. In 12 hours, they tracked down his passport, had it not only delivered, but also placed in his room. I need to call the airline and thank them or write them some kind of letter thanking them for their service. We don't know how they tracked him down or managed to get it to him so soon. Excellent, excellent service.
My friend says there is no need to contact them and tell them how well they did, but you know, with a job like that, I'm sure all they get are complaints, complaints and complaints, which can get a bit tiresome and demotivate people from doing a good job.
Every so often, it's nice to hear you did something right, isn't it?