I woke up late -- the exercise really tired me out. At work I was productive.
Lunch was good and the afternoon was productive again (of course, I attended
Japanese class). Dinner was yummy and the evening was going well until we got
into a bit of an argument about the baby's name. Eriko was convinced that
Satoko was the name and I wanted to hear alternatives. There was some silence
and I concentrated on the baseball game. Eventually we got over it (although we
didn't discuss it again) and Eriko helped me with my Japanese homework.