Elves don't live in Japan

The one thing I really missed during my Japanese adventure was the huge amounts of personal space, cricket calls, and owl cries that make Canadian nights so mysterious. There's a different sort of magic in Japan; beautiful but not the same.

Anyway though life is busy I managed to pull off a Welcome Home party at my house. It was quite successful ... especially the eating icecream and karaoking parts. Here's a few pictures so nobody worries that I'm still stuck behind the Coldstone icecream counter!

My friends learning Tatsuya's pose. Me in about 50 layers of skirt.

Crazy Canadians! We're gonna take over the world ...!

Super D!!!