Gift Giving

Hey You!  You know I'm just going to play with the box,
so why don't you give to Global Mission this Christmas.  

We have been in a bit of a slump in our house.  I was sick, Nozomi had some strange rash, and now Erik has a cold.  We decided to cheer ourselves up and get out the Christmas tree.  I had scored big last spring at a sayonara sale.  I purchased a 6ft tree with ornaments and lights for $30; a purchase well over $300.  Erik carried the tree home on the subway.  This was the first time we opened the box. We were delighted with our purchase.

We're excited for Christmas this year.  Nozomi is capable of opening presents, and she likes to be very dramatic when she is surprised.  We're also excited for some of the advent activities at church, like making cookies and giving them to the adult center for those with mental disabilities.  This year there are two women at church that put together an English singing choir.  We're going to sing Christmas carols as people come to worship on Christmas Eve.

Many times at Christmas we get care packages from those in the states.  Many times people ask for some ideas for what to send.  I thought we give you some ideas.

First, you don't need to send us anything.  We prefer you give money to Global Missions.  See our how to give page.

If you want to give outside Global Missions, we recommend giving to ELCA Global Gifts.  We love the idea of giving a gift to women and children.

We also love Heifer International.  Nozomi loves animals and wants you to purchase a cow. Moo!

If you do want to send something, we like gifts that we can share with the congregation and our friends.
Some ideas:
-Candy (Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, Starbursts, Twix)
-Cake/Brownie Mixes (I will bake these for coffee hour.  Erik will help stir.)
-Something your area is know for (example, Wisconsin:cheese)
-Yarn (550-600 yards/color.  Yarn is very expensive in Japan, because most of it is imported. We have launched our prayer shawl ministry and currently have six faithful knitters.  Sending yarn would be a great way to knit Tokyo Lutheran and our supporting congregation together).

Again, we really don't need anything for ourselves, but, if you do want to send things to us, here are some ideas: gold fish crackers, graham crackers, Kraft Mac'n'Cheese, Velveeta Mac'n'Cheese, Soup Mixes (like Bear Creek), Pudding, Magazines (Goodhousekeeping, Real Simple, Cooking Magazines, Parenting Magazines) Board books (for Nozomi), Jigsaw puzzles (for us)

Blessings to you as you prepare for this busy holiday season!

Train delay

Today, we were at Okubo station, our station, when the train suddenly stopped.  Then we heard a pre-recorded announcement in Japanese, followed by the English translation.  "the emergency train break has been used."

My first thought was "Oh no, not another suicide!"

It seems lately there have been more train delays due to "personal injury."  There's been enough delays that I am now able to recognize the Kanji characters that announce the delay.  Until a few weeks ago I never really gave much thought about what a "personal injury" meant.

Nozomi and I were coming home from the baby store.  We had gone to purchase some baby crayons.  Halfway home, the train stopped.  Then there were several announcements in Japanese that I couldn't understand.  I looked around the train to see what everyone else was doing.  About half the passengers got off the train. I thought maybe it wasn't so serious.  Nozomi was asleep and I was in a hurry to get home so I could get some things done during her nap.

Then there was another announcement, and this time almost everyone got off the train.  I followed them and jumped on the express train to Shinjuku.  Shinjuku is about a 15/20 minute walk home, and anything under 20 minutes we consider close to home.

When we arrived in Shinjuku station there was caution tape all across the platform.  We walked to the elevator and when the doors opened, on the floor were pools of blood.

Not drops.

Pools.

This was the first time I recognized how serious the words "personal injury" really are.  I see them all the time on the train, but it's never occurred to me how severe the injury could be.  It never occurred to me that every time we see those words, that most likely someone has jumped in front of a train.

Erik had an even worse experience.  Last week he went to the station to meet the women for our monthly wine night.  When he arrived at the station there were police, firetrucks, and ambulances. He told me that he saw them carry out a body...in several parts.

According to the Japan Times the suicide rate is Japan is 18.5 per 100,000 people.  It has the third highest rate in the world.  Most people who commit suicide are older and it is thought that they have a mental illness.

We had two incidents at church this week involving mental illness.  One women went crazy and started hitting people and broke a guitar.  The police were called and she was taken away to a hospital.  Pastor Sekino tried to take another man to the hospital, but they said they were full.  The man stayed at church while two of our interns stayed with him to keep watch.  The next day Pastor Sekino took him to a hospital that had room.

I don't know why suicide is so high in Japan.  Is it the work ethic?  The lack of religion? The overly polite culture?  The small spaces?

We are all searching for an answer. Pastor Sekino is taking classes at the Hong Kong Seminary in order to be better trained in pastoral care.  We are blessed to have a pastor that cares so much about people's mental health, especially in a country that struggles.

We ask for prayers for those in Japan suffering from mental health problems.  Prayers for their families, the healthcare workers, our pastors, friends, and the government that searches for answers.

What's in a Name?

This is an example of a conversation I have with strangers, almost everyday.

Obaasan:  Ah!  Kawaii!  (Cute)
Me: Arigatou. (Thank you)
Obassan: How old?
Me: 11 months

Obassan: What is her name?
Me:  Her name is Nozomi.
Obassan (in shock and amazement):  Japanese name!?!  Is your husband Japanese?
Me:  No, American.
Obassan: Does she have an American/English name?
Me:  No, her name is Nozomi.

We get a lot of confused looks when we tell people our blue-eyed blonde haired baby is named Nozomi.  Our families both thought it was a little strange.  This past summer many people had a hard time remembering her name.  Nearly everywhere we went, I explained that her name means "hope" and it's a popular Christian name in our congregation.  This made people feel better, but a couple people asked us if we were going go call her Hope. Um, no her name is Nozomi. 

You'd think as someone who grew up with a unique name (a name I constantly have to spell or pronounce for people) I'd want to save my daughter the trouble.

Names are important.  Names tells stories.  We liked her name and the meaning, but what we liked most of all is that it tells the story of a missionary family that had a baby in Japan.  It tells the story of a little girl who will grow up to hopefully see the world a little differently and be a global citizen.

Names tells stories.  The reason I love the Old Testament is because the names are all packed with meaning.  I have my Friday Bible Class trained to ask what the names of people and places mean.  The names add more meaning to the story.  Eve means "living" and Adam means "from the earth".  Isaac means "to laugh."  In the book of Ruth, Naomi's sons Mahlon and Chilion's names mean "sickness and spent."  They die within the first chapter.  On the banks of a river, Jacob wrestles with God and is called Israel, one who struggles/wrestles with God, today a nation of people continue to be called Israelites.

And of course, there is Jesus, which means, God saves.

It doesn't matter if you have a strange name or a super common name.  God knows our names and has called each of us.

Be Prepared!

Nozomi-chan helps prepare our 72 hour kit.

I've been singing the Lion King's "Be Prepared" for the last hour.  Today I decided to update our survival/disaster kit.  It was an all day project.  I had to make a couple trips to the store to find all the stuff I needed.

Do you have a disaster kit?  We never had one until we came to Japan.  For the first year we pretty we just had a bag with a few soy joy bars and cups of ramen.  Then when North Korea started threatening Japan we decided that we should be better prepared should we need to suddenly leave the country because of war, etc.  Oh yeah, and there are earthquakes and volcanoes here, too.

So what's in a 72 hour disaster prepare kit?  For ours I did a bit a of research.  There are great lists online to help you prepare your kit.  You should have one for your home and one for the car.  Our list includes lots of baby friendly items.

Ideally, everything should be in one spot.  You should also be able to carry your kit with you.  Your home might be unsafe and you might have to evacuate.

We had to be creative with how to carry things.  Nozomi can't carry anything...and one of us will have to carry her.  We asked all sorts of if-then questions.  What if one of us is not home? Where do we meet?  How will I carry baby and our stuff...especially if I need to climb over things on the street?

In the end we decided it was best to have a "We're screwed" bag.  (Okay, we have an inappropriate name for it, but I can't write it here).  We put everything we would need for 24 hours into a backpack.

We then used a second bag for the next 24 hours and a wheeled suitcase for another 24 hours.

To help you prepare your kit, here are some things we have in our bags:

The Everything is Screwed We're Leaving Japan Tonight Bag

• Formula (Should mom & baby be separated)
• Bottle
• 7 Diapers
• Diaper Wipes
• Clean Shirt & Underwear per person
• Two Outfits for baby
• Light Swaddle Blanket
• Water (It's recommend that each person have 2 liters per day for drinking and 2 liters for washing, water is heavy and hard to carry, so we went with what fits).
• Stuffed Animal & Book
• Passports & Birth certificates
• List of important numbers (Like the Global Mission Office and US Embassy)  
• Cash & Change
• Candles, Flashlight, Lighters, Whistle
• First Aid Kit including Baby Pain Relief, Motion Sickness Med., Diaper Cream, Band aids
• Face Mask for dust
• Toothbrush and Toothpaste
• Washcloth
• Spoons for Baby
• Collapsible Cup
• Snacks (Power bars, canned fruit, peanut butter, nuts)
• Chocolate...because I'm going to need a Snickers 

Our other bags include more clothes, food, water, diapers as well as soap, shampoo, deodorant, razor, scissors, playing cards, trash bags, hand towels, blankets, and toys.

Some of the food we put in the bag: peanut butter, nuts, crackers, chocolate, power bars, soyjoy bars, gummies, energy goo, canned fruit, baby food jars, tuna, rice

I don't recommend cans of food, but I had to find things that baby could eat.  It was also easiest to go to the regular grocery store and buy some canned fruit.  You could find all sorts of lightweight food at a sports store.  It would be more expensive.  I also picked things that didn't need to be cooked...because we won't have a way to boil water.  If you have a small camp stove, you can add it to your kit.  (Preparing our kit was like packing for a 3 day camping trip).  We also have extra water stored in our home.  

It's important to update your kit.  I check mine twice a year (October & April).  I throw-out old food, put warmer/cooler clothes in, and put bigger clothes in for baby.

Here's your reminder from Scar to "Be Prepared."  Just pretend he's singing about disaster kits and not over throwing Mufasa's Kingdom.

Summer Homestay Tour 2014 Highlights

We've almost successfully finished our Summer Homestay Tour 2014.  We've finally arrived at our last stop: Colorado Springs.  We have one last church to visit and some shopping to do before we board the plane and head home to Tokyo.

We've been to 13 different churches.  Each church and community we encountered was unique and brings their own gifts to God's mission.  While I'd love to write about all those churches and the fantastic things we did together, here is a list of highlights from this summer's visits. All the people we encounter were welcoming and inviting.  Everyone was beyond helpful.

Summer Tour Highlights (In Randomish Order):
1. Delicious Potluck to kick off our summer (Nozomi discovers mac'n'cheese).  Beautiful prayer shawl.
2. Fantastic Ice Cream Bar in my hometown
3. Delightful brunch and conversation with congregation
4. Nozomi goes crazy over a puzzle that WELCA gave her.
5. Mount Mercy B5 10 Year Reunion!!!!
6. Surprise Hymn "Shine Jesus Shine"
7. Celebrating Grandma Betty's 90th Birthday
8. Staff Dinner with Grace Lutheran Church
9. Preaching at Calvary and visiting friends
10. Eating and Playing our way through Door County
11. Nozomi falling asleep during fireworks
12. Being asked if our baby communes
13. Receiving Beautiful Baptismal Clothes to share with TLC
14. Having lunch with an excited congregation
15. Staying on a Dairy Farm (Guess who says Moooo!)
16. Eating Ice Cream made by Dairy Farmers
17. Sharing a beer with the pastor and his wife
18. Enjoying Family and Friends
19. Celebrating our anniversary at a B&B away from baby
20. The Summer Missionary Conference
And...
21. Nozomi learns to crawl!!!

Thank you everyone for making this summer go so smoothly and be so memorable.  We've been truly blessed by all our hospitality. Thank you for opening your homes to us.  Thank you for the delicious meals.  Thank for loaning us your cars and driving us around.  Thank you for pointing us towards a nursery, and helping us with high chairs.  Thank you for holding our baby.  Thank you for the beautiful thoughtful gifts.  Thank you for filling our glasses  and our hearts.

Mirgration

When Nozomi-chan was born we had to go to the immigration office to get her visa.  There was some bad communication and nobody in the Japanese church office was able to come with us to the office.  It was very frustrating.  We packed up our little baby, got on a train and then a bus to go to the office.  Thankfully, the Japanese pastor was able to go with us to help.

Once at the immigration office we were given the runaround.  We went to several different windows.  Then we waited for over two hours for our number to be called.  The room we waited in was filthy.  The floors were dirty with old gum, the walls were stained and the bathrooms had toilet paper all over the floor.  This was the dirtiest place I had ever been to in Tokyo.

After the longer than two hour wait, we were finally called, and then told we were missing a paper.

It took two more trips and two more long waits before we finally got her visa.

I never really thought much about being an immigrant or how immigrants are treated until this last week at the Summer Missionary Conference. Until then I usually associated the word "migration" with Hispanics or Canadian Geese.  But like many of my ancestors, I have also migrated to a new land.  We are a world of people constantly on the move.  Moving across town, moving to a new job, moving up a grade, and sometimes moving across the world.  There are different reasons that we move: family, education, work, economics.

Being a foreigner is very humbling.  I've always thought of myself as a highly intelligent independent person, but in a new land, I'm illiterate and needy.  We needed help to do simple things, like get a cellphone.  Simple things like going to the grocery store took extra time as I had to search extra hard among new items for those things I actually knew how to cook.

The Bible is a book full of people on the move.  One of my favorite stories is the book of Ruth.  The story starts with a famine and the family leaves their homeland to go live with the enemy for their own survival.  Ruth lives among strangers and they welcome her.  Boaz literally takes her under his wing to care for her.  We as a mobile people, and especially a Christian people, need to remember what it's like to be strangers in a new place.  We need to remember those that helped us and be ready to help those.  We need to embrace the strangers that are crossing our boarders, because they're not very different from us.

Stateside!

We've successful made it back the US for the majority of the summer.  As many of you know, while we are in the US this summer we will be visiting many of our sponsoring churches, as well as some of the churches that have generously given us gifts.  We will also be having medical checks and attending the Summer Missionary Conference (a time to gather with other missionaries for fellowship, worship, and workshops).

We have already visited our first church, Prince of Peace in Freeport, IL.  Our visit went well and we were welcomed with a delicious potluck.  Nozomi really loved the goulash.  The only hitch was we hit road construction and had to detour because of a road closed.  We got a little lost:(  We're not use to traveling without GPS.  We will definitely be getting our unit out of storage once we arrive in Wisconsin.

And yes, Nozomi did excellent on the plane ride here.  She slept all the way here.  The turbulence bounced her to sleep.  The real problem was riding in the car.  She does not like the carseat.  She is used to moving around on the trains or riding in the stroller.  She does not like being confined.

We spent our first week relaxing and pigging out on processed American junk food.  I'm not going to lie, I ate two Tombstone pizzas this week.  We've also be binge watching HGTV.  Every episode has Erik or I yelling at the TV "You don't need all that stuff."  Our life in Japan is a little less cluttered with very little square feet.

I've also found that soda taste terrible to me in the US.  It has a weird after taste.  Japan must use real sugar.
And everything is cheaper in the US!  Erik has to keep telling me not to buy things.  We bought steaks for the grill and everyone commented on how expensive meat is here.  We were just amazed we could buy 4 steaks for the price of one good steak in Japan.

Busted Bubble

I love living aboard because there are times I can live in a bubble.  I can easily ignore things going in the US and I miss out on Japanese things because of the language and cultural barriers.  I can live my daily life and not worry about all the terrible things going on in the world.  I can create my own set of rules and cultural norms.

But today I was reminded that we don't live in a bubble.

As missionaries we must come out of our bubbles and be with other people.  In the ELCA we call this accompaniment.  We have been invited to Japan to walk along our brothers and sisters in Christ.  Sometimes this is very easy and fun.  We get to experience all the fun positive stuff about a culture.  People are quick and eager to share or help us navigate and explore Japan.  We have been welcomed into a loving community that feels like family.

Of course communities are not always cheerful and bubbly.  Sometimes they are full of pain and hurt.  Bad stuff happens.

This afternoon I learned that one of the students at the Hongo Student Center died.  Erik came home and asked me if I knew her.  And yes, I did.  She was close to my age and whenever I saw her she always had a bright cheerful smile and was full of fun stories.  She was adventurous.  She also loved 90s alternative music.  I'll never forget the night when she asked me if I knew the band The Offspring.  The world became a little smaller that night.  I'll miss her smile and stories.

I know the community at Hongo Lutheran Church will greatly miss her.  And I am thankful that we have this little community where no one has to grieve alone.

To Live Fully

Last night we hosted one of our many community events, a Japanese/American style BBQ.  Erik was busy grilling while everyone was standing around talking and eating.  I overheard a couple people talking about what it means to "live fully."

Erik's reply was to "Live like Nozomi-chan."  He said that all Nozomi-chan does is love people and receive love.  She doesn't hate or discriminate.  She is present in every moment.  He then pointed out that she was wearing her "You make me Happy" shirt.

And for the most part, everyone does make her happy.  She loves church, because it the place where she gets to see new and old faces smiling at her.  We sit in the front and she spends the first ten minutes of church looking back at everyone making faces.  Church to her is a place full of love and hugs (and Daddy in a funny robe!)  I believe she thinks everyone came to see her:)

But it's not only church that she shows love to people.  Recently we took a trip to Fukuoka and Nagasaki. Everywhere we went Nozomi-chan was smiling at people, especially old people.  She loves her Japanese grandmas and grandpas.  And these people love her.  One the plane, at the museums, in the restaurants she charmed people and was given gifts.

We've started to joke that Nozomi-chan thinks she is queen of Japan (she was doing the beauty queen wave as we walked through the airport).  She loves Japan very much.  She loves the Japanese people.

It would be wonderful if we could all live fully like she does.  I wish we could all just love, smile and live in the moment like she does.  I think she is the best missionary the ELCA has.  She truly brings God's love to everyone...and she does it all without speaking any second languages!!!

Maundy Thursday

On Maundy Thursday, I decided to walk home from Shinjuku rather than taking the train.  We are one stop away so it's about a 20 minute walk.  The sidewalks are very crowded with bicycles, store displays and people. I often get frustrated going down the street.  As I was weaving the stroller in and out of people, I noticed a homeless man slowly walking down the sidewalk.

I couldn't help but noticed his feet.  He was wearing a clean pair of white FILAs, but the backs had been worn out of them as if they were too small.  He had plastic bags wrapped around his ankles on both legs.  He was also wearing no socks; I could see his calloused feet.  It looked like they were covered in scales.  As we strolled past I could smell how dirty he was.

I can only wonder what would have happened if this man had walked into the church Thursday night.  Would the pastors have washed his feet?  Would they hesitate?  Would they have refused him? Made an excuse?  Done it quickly with little love?

I honestly did not want to wash this man's stinky feet.  But I am grateful that we do have a God that would wash this man's feet without any hesitation.  A God that would bow down and humble himself and wash with great care and love.  And not just wash his feet, but give his life and die on a cross for us, and especially for this man.

Hanami

Hanami means cherry blossom viewing.  During this time in Japan, everyone (and we do mean everyone) goes out to look at the beautiful cherry blossoms.  Many people have picnics under the trees and drink lots of beer -reminds me of tailgating in Green Bay!

Erik organized a group outing to Shinjuku Gyoen.  We enjoyed our bentos (boxed lunches) and then it started to rain.

The Roths

This umbrella is delicious!

Flat Stanley came to Japan to visit!

It's raining!

Baby Benefits

Nozomi relaxing in a baby room at the mall.

Japan is an awesome place to travel with a baby.  All over in department stores, malls, zoo and visitor centers there are these things called baby rooms.  In the baby room you can change diapers, warm up food, make a bottle, or nurse in the private mothers only area.  Some baby rooms also have vending machines and scales to weight your baby.  I have an AP on my phone that helps me find the nearest baby room location. It's easy to travel with baby in Japan because there is always a place to take care of baby.

This restroom has special stalls to meet the needs of mothers.

This bathroom stall has extra room for a stroller and a chair for baby to sit in.

Video of Baby Rooms in Shinjuku from Tokyo Urban Baby:

Hinamatsuri

March 3rd is Hinamatsuri or Girls' Day.  On this day many homes display beautiful collections of dolls and families pray for the health of their daughters. On Saturday we were invited to a friends home for lunch.  The wife had a wonderful collection of dolls. The dolls in the very back are the Empress and Emperor.  The dolls in front are part of the royal court.  

It's hard to keep up with all the holidays and festivals in Japan.  On March 14th we will celebrate White Day.  On Valentine's Day in Japan women give men chocolate, but on White Day men must return the favor and buy them chocolate.  To celebrate Valentine's Day this year we treated ourselves to a pizza.  

Peek-a-Boo...enjoying an afternoon walk.

We are looking forward to Hanami...which means flower viewing.  This year we are going to go to several places to see the Cherry Blossoms.  The Kanda River by our home is lined with Cherry Trees.  Each Day Nozomi-chan and I walk down the path looking for buds.

We are also getting ready for Lent.  Last year Erik introduced the idea of the Lenten Meal to the Japanese Congregation.  Both English speakers and Japanese speakers joined together for a brief worship and simple meal.  Many of the Japanese liked the idea of an "American" meal and thought it was fun that Pastor Erik was cooking for them.  I've been searching Pinterest for simple soup recipes to make this year.

Tokyo Missionary Mommy

This is how we roll: Nozomi riding in the
Ergo Baby Carrier in Kamakura.

Nozomi has been fussy all day.  I was hoping to get a nap since it's Monday and Erik is home.  I told her that it was Daddy Daughter Day, but she wasn't buying it.  She'd eat a little, fall asleep, then wake up angry.  She kept refusing to take a nap.  Finally we had had enough so we put her in her polar bear suit, strapped her in the stroller and took off for a long walk along the Kanda River.

I have a few friends in the US with babies close to her age.  However, it's probably too cold in Nebraska or Minnesota to go for a stroller ride, so I'm pretty sure those fussy babies get to ride around in a Toyota Camry.  It's just one of the many differences of being a parent in Japan vs. average town Midwest.

On Friday I needed to get out of the house, so I put Nozomi in my ergo baby carrier, tossed her diapers in
the backpack, and caught a train to go to playgroup.  There were about 15 ladies and their babies at playgroup.  As I talked to the other mothers I learned that I was the only American.  There were women from Japan, Singapore, Taiwan, Australia, Russia, etc.  Nearly every baby had parents from two different countries.  It's fascinating to meet these other woman and tell stories about our babies.  It's also interesting to learn the cultural differences in child rearing.  I'm also starting to use words like nappies instead of diapers and dummies instead of pacifier.

On a happier day: Nozomi in her polar bear
suit is ready to go "bye-bye."

But while it is exciting and a bit exotic to meet these families, it can also be a little lonely.  It seems many of the other stay at home moms have husbands that have well paying jobs.  Erik and I are not poor, nor are we rich, but we don't have to worry about money (thanks Global Missions!).  Our bills get paid, we save a little, and we can afford to eat out and explore Japan.  However, we cannot afford to drop $1000 on a stroller.  That seems a bit over the top to me.

Many of the other American moms live in the more foreign/American neighborhood. There are lots of foreigners in our ward, but they are from China or Korea.  Besides, if we lived in the "American" neighborhood, we'd be missing out on experiencing Japanese culture and that is a huge part of being a missionary.

Some days I just long for a conversation with another Lutheran Missionary Pastor's Wife who is a SAHM living in Tokyo with a 3 month old...but I'm pretty sure that I am the only one.  I just remind myself that one of the reasons we are missionaries is for our daughter.  We want her to be a global citizen.  We want her to speak multiple languages and have adventures.  We want her to have friends on every continent. We want her to cherish differences and see things from a different perspective.  We want her to see that God is everywhere and in everybody.

Merry (Belated) Christmas

I was hoping I would at least wish you a Merry Christmas during the 12 days...but I guess I am late.  Here are some highlights from the last few months:

-Erik made a delicious turkey this year for Thanksgiving.  We celebrated our blessings with over 40 people.  One young first grader was so upset to leave the party at church that he started crying.  We must me be doing something right if little boys don't want to leave church.

-During Advent at Tokyo Lutheran we gathered for some special activities: making Christmas cards and decorating cookies.  Erik and I some how managed to make a triple batch of sugar cookie dough and bake several dozen cookie between taking care of our newborn.

-This year for Christmas we had the usual candlelight service.  It went very well and Erik was much more confident this year.  On Christmas Day, we decided to have a party at our apartment especially for those who did not have family or friends to spend the day with.  We had about 15 people in our tiny apartment.  We filled up on gingerbread cookies and hot chocolate while singing Christmas Hymns.  It was very lovely.

But mostly we've been busy with our lovely daughter Nozomi.  In these last two and a half months she has grown so much. It's amazing to see how much she learns each day.  She brings us much joy (as well as some sleepless nights and extra loads of laundry.)

Blessings,
Tauna