Around 20 9years ago, I traveled from Okinawa to Hokkaido for the annual Yuki Matsuri, or Snow Festival. With the freezing cold weather (I had requested to be placed in Hokkaido during my JET Program interview but ended up in the southernmost part of Japan), amazing food, and giant ice sculptures, my memories of Sapporo were magical.
So I decided to book a trip to the Snow Festival for my husband and I to relive the magic. Now 20 years ago, the organizers of the trip had inside knowledge of how to make the airfare and hotel a little more affordable: go a week early. By then, the sculptures were complete and it wasn’t nearly as crowed as it would be during the festival. Sure, the festival activities and food stands wouldn’t be running, but the city had so much to do, it wouldn’t be a problem. Fast forward two decades later. I planned our trip to take place the week before the actual festival happened. Smart, right? Nope! Thanks to decreased support from volunteers and global warming, the giant ice sculptures weren’t ready by the time we got to Hokkaido. Instead of marveling at a giant Hello Kitty ice sculpture onsen-ing in a ramen bowl, we just saw lot after empty log. The good news is that there was lots to do and it wasn’t too crowded. As it was my husband’s first time in Sapporo, we still had a blast going to the Sapporo Beer Factory and Ishiya Chocolate Factor. We were able to eat unbelievable ramen that warmed our bellies in 25°F weather. On a side note, I was 3 months pregnant so I didn’t drink alcohol and I had pretty bad morning sickness. And I caught a cold towards the end of the trip, which was terrifying since COVID-19 was making its way throughout Asia. But overall, the trip was still so much fun and actually turned out to be a babymoon. Here are a few highlights of our trip!
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Bojack Horseman is one of the best TV shows ever. It’s clever and silly and deep, too. It’s like the writers followed Joss Whedon’s advice to, “Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, but then, for the love of God, tell a joke.” Season 6, the last season of the series, has an episode called “Good Damage.” It’s about the writer Diane, who struggles with writing, which she’s good at. Writing is her passion. But writing about her trauma is too hard and she ends up writing a fun young adult novel about a teenager who solves mysteries at a food court mall. Diane says that she doesn’t want to write this type of fluff because, “That means all the damage I got isn’t ‘good damage.’ It’s just damage.’” This resonated with me because even though I say I like writing and am good at it, I have a hard time actually doing it. I struggle and struggle as I force myself to write scripts and stories. I stopped blogging because it was too difficult for me to articulate my convoluted feelings. I got caught up trying to convey everything going on inside my brain. And as a result, the creative tap ran dry. But after watching a cartoon writer struggle with writing, I decided to just write. I vowed to leave behind the complicated semantics tangling up my writing process and write about things that are interesting to me. It doesn’t have to be witty or insightful. This attitude lets me off the hook. I can express myself without the pressure of being deep or whatever. Not writing for fun makes me feel sad because I’m not using my self-perceived talent to enlighten the world. So this year, I’m experimenting. I’m writing for myself. No expectations, no self-sabotage. Just me. And hopefully that’s enough. Happy New Year! It feels so surreal to kick off 2020 pregnant! I'm still in shock. I'm happy, excited, terrified, basically all the emotions! New Year's was uneventful. I can't drink so no ringing in the new year with champagne! It's just as well. I was so tired. It's time to start getting ready for our trip to Hokkaido at the end of the month. So much to do! The other day at work, someone was eating a soft-boiled egg with oatmeal and I almost threw up from the smell. Ughh. It's going to be a long eight months! I haven't had any weird cravings yet but I now find mushrooms pretty gross. They were my favorite food pre-pregnancy! But they just seem to earthy and gritty now. Baby T. is still so tiny. Here's her most recent pic: In a couple of weeks (before we go to Japan), we going to get genetic counseling and take some tests that can reveal the gender. I'm not one of those people who don't want to know. Surprises aren't fun to me! Planning is fun! I just want to know that the baby is healthy. Finding out the gender so early is a bonus! When I was a kid, I pictured the future in two ways: 1) The fun utopia of the Jetsons, or 2) The frightening dystopia ruled by Skynet. But here we are in 2020. Things have definitely changed since the 80s and I guess we live in a kind of the middle ground between flying cards and robot overlords. Things change, life goes on. I think the technological breakthrough I appreciate the most is streaming and on-demand services. Even when I was a child, I hated having to tune into Saturday morning cartoons on Saturday. I complained about the TGIF lineup as constricting to my adolescent schedule. I wished that we could choose what to watch and when to watch it. This belief was further reinforced later in life by the TV show, Lost. At first, my friend and I would be excited to get together and watch it every week. But as the years went on and the storylines because more convoluted, watching Lost became a chore. Yet we didn’t want to stop as we’d been doing it for so long. And there was no way we’d wait for the DVD to come out a year later. So, we became Lost addicts, wanting to quit but not having the fortitude to follow through. I think of Netflix had been around back then, I would’ve skipped the show all together until it ended and binge watched the entire thing in a month. That’s my favorite way to consume TV shows. In fact, I used to do something similar when I lived in Japan in the early 2000s. I loved Buffy the Vampire Slayer so much but I they didn’t show it in Japan. So when the DVD of the season became available in the US, my friend would it to me. And then I’d watch it in one glorious weekend while eating andagi and soki soba. Anyway, it’s exciting to see all that’s changed in the past 30 years and I wonder what the next 30 years has in store! What a time to be alive! Today, we got some exciting news. Like really, really exciting! That tiny little jellybean is the newest member of the Takabayashi family. It's a Christmas Eve Eve miracle!
Years ago, I wanted to have a baby while I was still in my 30s. Well, my 30s came and went. But as we learned from Aaliyah, "age ain't nothing but a number." Then, earlier this year, I read an article about Lisa Bonet giving birth to her last child at age 41. As I was 40-years-old at the time, I thought that was an achievable dream. And here I am, knocked up and so excited. I'm also very nervous and anxious. All the pressure to be a good mom starts now. I just have to remember what a great mom my mother was and try my best. I'm sad that my child will never know their Grandma Jan, but I feel like she's watching over me thinking, "Finally, Courtney!" Finally, indeed. So here's to a healthy pregnancy and baby and a lifetime of love to look forward to. Wish me luck! |
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