We were up pretty early. I took a sleeping aid before bed (my throat is
starting to bother me; I’m guessing that the night of poor sleep was a cold
taking root) and slept great. Eriko got up too, but she was tired and not
feeling so hot. Before too long, she was asleep on the couch. I read my FreeBSD
internals book before succumbing to the sandman. We were both awakened
unexpectedly by the doorbell – the mailman, with a package for Eriko. In it
were maternity outfit brochures, some vitamins, and some other booklets from
her mother. Eriko began looking through these materials and I moved to the
computer. After a short while, I decided it was finally time to get my haircut.
I located a barber, Counterbalance Barbershop, gave them a call, and headed
that way. The barbership was only about 5 blocks away and in between was an ATM
so I grabbed some cash. I was immediately surprised (upon entering the shop) to
see two big dogs lying on the floor. They weren’t just lying, they were barking
too. ;) I’m glad Eriko declined my invitation for her to come along. There were
two barbers and two clients, so I sat and waited. I had brought a magazine and
my iPod so I was prepared for the wait, however there was a NY/Boston game on
TV that was more interesting and I watched that. The barber was smooth – he
asked for orders, I told him I had too much hair, and he started cutting. The
game was exciting, but the Red Sox just couldn’t seem to pull it off. I stopped
at Trader Joe’s on my way home and picked up some juice (for Eriko) and other
items (wine, ham, soy milk). Back at home, Eriko laughed and said I looked like
Seinfeld (in the low-flow episode). I ate some lunch and I had just started
getting to work (at doing nothing) when Eriko decided she wanted to go
maternity clothes shopping. I suggested Target (but I didn’t really know) and
off we went. Target had a dismal selection. We bought a few assorted items
(shower head with cable, cotton) but no maternity wear. I looked up the address
to babies r’ us (on my blackberry) and we headed there. Unfortunately, the
store was not to Eriko’s expectations – only baby clothes! In Japan, baby
clothes are always accompanied by clothes for mommy (makes sense to me).
Dissappointed, we headed back south. Macy’s was the next idea, but I was
already burned out on shopping and suggested we stop at home and eat first.
Eriko suggested pizza and we were headed to Pete’s. We played some pictionary
before our meal arrived and ate far less than either of us expected. We both
agreed to go to Macy’s another day and went home. Eriko fell asleep almost as
soon as we got home and I worked on the computer. The rest of the evening was
restful – Eriko wasn’t feeling in tip-top shape (she thinks it is anemia) but
she wasn’t feeling horrible either. We watched some TV, I practiced Japanese,
we took turns on the computer and we were in bed by 11.