<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:36:52.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ellis-Fam In Japan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4694556643499417653</id><published>2008-11-07T03:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:30:54.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shipwreck beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon an adventure in Japan the Ellis Family set out for a well traversed path for a place called Shipwreck beach. The directions we chose, and trusted, were horribly, horribly wrong. We had heard that the trip should have taken no more than an hour, so when we hit the 2.5 hour mark we knew we were nowhere near the right place. Instead of coming home we decided to stop at a Japanese rest stop, go potty and regroup. When the boys finished (cause you know we are faster) we decided to look at the racks of flyers, all in Kanji. Then Marshall made an amazing discovery. On the back of a DoCoMo (cell phone company) flyer was a map of the entire prefecture (like a large County). It was all in Kanji, but it showed where we were at that moment. The highway system was on there, and we knew what highway we were on, and found the one where we were going. Yay Marshall!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQsoS-rlTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/saY8JNv4sII/s1600-h/Shipwreck+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265882935104083250" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQsoS-rlTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/saY8JNv4sII/s200/Shipwreck+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQ0hTad8UI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WOYjy2pHZ2c/s1600-h/sw6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265891611054567746" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQ0hTad8UI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WOYjy2pHZ2c/s200/sw6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a little over an hour, we arrived at the parking area for the beach. We walked for about a mile and a half, picking up sea glass, neat pieces of wood and stone and eventually got to the shipwrecks that the beach is named for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQ0hNZGXzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tY8IDvxYLfk/s1600-h/Glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265891609438215986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQ0hNZGXzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tY8IDvxYLfk/s200/Glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQsqHV9_1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/u4bRaIQHKAA/s1600-h/sw5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265882966340271954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQsqHV9_1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/u4bRaIQHKAA/s200/sw5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been back a couple of times and always find or see something new. We will go back several more times before we depart Japan and will certainly remember this as one of our favorite places in this amazing country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQs5VBChKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YDHwyiMnAkc/s1600-h/sw9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265883227708621986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQs5VBChKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YDHwyiMnAkc/s200/sw9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQspV2X0-I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/2ND3ZQVtFQo/s1600-h/SW3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265882953054409698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQspV2X0-I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/2ND3ZQVtFQo/s200/SW3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQs453lWUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kXOsWclyuhw/s1600-h/sw8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265883220421204290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQs453lWUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kXOsWclyuhw/s200/sw8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4694556643499417653?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4694556643499417653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4694556643499417653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4694556643499417653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4694556643499417653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/11/shipwreck-beach.html' title='Shipwreck beach'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQsoS-rlTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/saY8JNv4sII/s72-c/Shipwreck+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-150106088374020667</id><published>2008-11-07T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:45:16.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our latest pests...I mean pets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQljFMghhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/hkjK-F--Awo/s1600-h/Mad+beetle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265875148923242002" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQljFMghhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/hkjK-F--Awo/s200/Mad+beetle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQljcTevoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dLuZffN8ll0/s1600-h/Mar+beetle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265875155126500994" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQljcTevoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dLuZffN8ll0/s200/Mar+beetle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people would not think that these things make good pets, but we think they are very cool and they are super-easy and fun to care for. Marshall had seen these at the mall and a few other stores, but they were really expensive and we opted not to buy any. They are called Kabutomushi or where most of you are Rhinocerous, Staghorn or Hercules Beetles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQnnTVe3lI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HxEj3nFs0Pg/s1600-h/Kabutomushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265877420461710930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQnnTVe3lI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HxEj3nFs0Pg/s200/Kabutomushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day at work, one of my senior NCOs asked me if I was still interested in getting some of these and I asked, "How much and what is the catch". She said no catch, they would be free and that all I would have to do is go pick up the cage, food and beetles at the Youth Center on base.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unbelievably, the Youth Center had a 25 gallon aquarium full of beetles and gave me all the food and items I would need to care for them. They said they didn't even know how many there were left, but we counted 4 males and 5 females when we got them home.  We happened to be having a party that night, so we just left the new pets in the living room.  We didn't have any gambling or make the beetles fight or anything, but somehow they were still the center of everyone's attention.  The males are very territorial though, and they were pushing each other off of the logs and food cups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQn3Rm-v_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/7xbZ2YS0ctY/s1600-h/Beetle+Party+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265877694876139506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQn3Rm-v_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/7xbZ2YS0ctY/s200/Beetle+Party+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQn2hKJMpI/AAAAAAAAAXg/P8QL0FXTtYg/s1600-h/Beetle+Party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265877681870287506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQn2hKJMpI/AAAAAAAAAXg/P8QL0FXTtYg/s200/Beetle+Party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beetles started passing away almost immediately, but we did have a few that lived for several months. We found ou that they only live for about 6 months as an actual beetle, so it wasn't our fault, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the last one died, Summer and Marshall took the aquarium outside to empty the wood/dirt and disovered 6 "baby" beetles (pupa) in the debris. We don't know how long they have been in there, but we found out that they live in this state for almost a year. We fully expect to have new Kabutomushi beetles this spring to show off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQpVp9BApI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CgvWxuQD3wI/s1600-h/pupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265879316318716562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQpVp9BApI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CgvWxuQD3wI/s200/pupa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQpWF-OajI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gmFLsMG83_E/s1600-h/pupa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265879323839982130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQpWF-OajI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gmFLsMG83_E/s200/pupa+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-150106088374020667?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/150106088374020667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=150106088374020667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/150106088374020667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/150106088374020667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-latest-pestsi-mean-pets.html' title='Our latest pests...I mean pets'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SRQljFMghhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/hkjK-F--Awo/s72-c/Mad+beetle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4691156067066449543</id><published>2008-05-25T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:25:15.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lunch Guest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was a pretty typical Sunday. I spent my morning running around making sure everyone had pressed clothes, fixing little girl hair, and locating that missing Patton Leather shoe. Somewhere in all the morning chaos I managed to obey when God told me to put something in the crock-pot for lunch. Then off we went to church; practicing the morning music along the way. Once at church Ryan and I had to wait to do our sound check because the computer that controls the sound booth was down. Typical Sunday morning stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the sound check delay caused us to miss Sunday school. So we were sitting in the sanctuary talking with friends and in walked an older Japanese gentleman. Ryan greeted him and the three of us started talking. He introduced himself as Kiyoshi Osada. He spoke English very well. We found out that he was visiting from the west coast of Japan. He had come to Misawa on the bullet train to get inspiration for his writing. He is a poet by trade. He was visiting different regions of Japan to study the dialects. He said they provide great material for his poetry. Church was about to start so Ryan asked him to sit with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDlaiDOnH1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yA6C9y-eTwc/s1600-h/Osada-san.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204290385431961426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDlaiDOnH1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yA6C9y-eTwc/s200/Osada-san.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During church I again heard that small still voice and this time it said to invite him home for lunch. I protested a bit saying “but God the ironing board is still setup in the living room and I did not get a chance to do the dishes before we left”. But God pressed on and I ran out of excuses. So I had Ryan ask and he accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive to our house I asked Osada-san where he learned to speak English so well. He said that he studied it in school as a boy but really learned it when he went to college in Miami. Well hello! God is so cool! He could not believe that we were from Fort Lauderdale. We spent the weekend reminiscing about Florida, The Miami Dolphins, Bush Gardens, and of course Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch Ryan pulled out a Root Beer and offered one to Osada-san. He was very delighted and said he had not had one in about 25 years. Then he started asking about other sodas. He was so excited when Ryan found a Mountain Dew in the cabinet. By the end of lunch the man had about four different cups in front of him. We had so much fun giving him a taste of soda, cookies, and even an American meal with forks, which he had not had is such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch Ryan showed him Google Earth which he had never seen before. He showed us his house and then we showed him South Florida. He was amazed and had a great time looking at his college and the beaches he went to in the 1980’s as a college student. What a blast!&lt;br /&gt;When Ryan drove him back to his hotel he gave us a gift of one of his poetry books. I can’t wait to have a friend at church translate some of his poems for us. What an exciting and unexpected gift this man was for us today. I could tell that he had a great afternoon also. He said that today he went to church to praise God. He was hoping to find some Americans to talk with because the base was so near, but he did not plan on making new friends. We were sure to exchange addresses and phone numbers. I am so glad that I chose to obey God this morning. The results are always awesome when you are obedient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4691156067066449543?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4691156067066449543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4691156067066449543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4691156067066449543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4691156067066449543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-lunch-guest.html' title='Our Lunch Guest'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDlaiDOnH1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yA6C9y-eTwc/s72-c/Osada-san.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-350856447493150929</id><published>2008-05-24T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T03:40:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddison’s Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Maddison turned 5 on April, 2nd.  For many months we had been psyching the kids up for the move by telling them that soon after we arrived in Japan it would be “birthday season.” Maddison was so excited that her big day had finally arrived.  For her birthday she received many cards and emails, a Japanese doll, and a Dora bike, and her second Webkinz.  The bike and Webkinz were the big hits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfqoDOnHzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qJjHCsMEDNc/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203885868232154930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfqoDOnHzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qJjHCsMEDNc/s200/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Yes, we did let her ride the bike in the house, but it was just for a minute.  We also have a tradition in our family that the birthday person can choose what or where they would like to eat dinner.  Well of course she choose the Japanese McDonald's. She did stick to the usual chicken nuggets not daring to try the shrimp burger. Happy Birthday Maddison! We are so proud of you! You are a beautiful, happy young lady and we are blessed that God entrusted us with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-350856447493150929?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/350856447493150929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=350856447493150929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/350856447493150929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/350856447493150929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/maddisons-birthday.html' title='Maddison’s Birthday'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfqoDOnHzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qJjHCsMEDNc/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-3003548058003211094</id><published>2008-05-24T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T03:36:56.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Of The Tires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfogDOnHvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jLNfEsUfNvk/s1600-h/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203883531769945842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfogDOnHvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jLNfEsUfNvk/s200/car1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is an activity that I never dreamed of participating in. But apparently they make tires for the different seasons. Who knew? OK, so I am not really that blond. But it was strange to look for a minivan to buy based on if it came with an extra set of tires.  This is our Toyota Emina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfogTOnHwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jQ9LYr7GFIE/s1600-h/car2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203883536064913154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfogTOnHwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jQ9LYr7GFIE/s200/car2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the snow melted Maddison helped Ryan change to our summer tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDforzOnHxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/32MfvHGrLU4/s1600-h/car3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203883733633408786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDforzOnHxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/32MfvHGrLU4/s200/car3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Ryan's SUV it is a Toyota Surf with All Season tires. Now that is a nice feature.  One out of every ten cars on base is this exact car, same color and all.  I think I see him everywhere I go. I took a picture of his favorite sticker. Bald is beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfosTOnHyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ilZ8Zsp67wk/s1600-h/car4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203883742223343394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfosTOnHyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ilZ8Zsp67wk/s200/car4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-3003548058003211094?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/3003548058003211094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=3003548058003211094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/3003548058003211094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/3003548058003211094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/changing-of-tires.html' title='Changing Of The Tires'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfogDOnHvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jLNfEsUfNvk/s72-c/car1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-6302818021773912830</id><published>2008-05-24T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:57:18.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning or The House of "Ralph"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfiXDOnHuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tULdFDaN89M/s1600-h/spring+cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203876780081356514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfiXDOnHuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tULdFDaN89M/s200/spring+cleaning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the beauty of spring exploding all around, it gave me a tickle to see the houses throwing up fabric items. Well I guess one sure sign of spring’s arrival is when all the locals air out their bedding. It was amazing that every house in town did this on the same day. It was like they all received the same newsletter. I found myself driving around just to see how wide spread the homeowners association was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-6302818021773912830?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/6302818021773912830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=6302818021773912830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6302818021773912830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6302818021773912830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/with-beauty-of-spring-exploding-all.html' title='Spring Cleaning or The House of &quot;Ralph&quot;'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDfiXDOnHuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tULdFDaN89M/s72-c/spring+cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-6983748312383592167</id><published>2008-05-18T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T03:08:40.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Potty Time</title><content type='html'>With my love of ceramics I guess it is only natural that I am intrigued by items made of porcelain. OK, so these may not be beautiful works of art worthy of a museum but they do bring many giggles to our family. It is amazing what one culture has managed to do with a potty. In many public restrooms you will find potties that play music while you go. I guess that is to disguise any sounds that may disturb others or cause them to think that you are actually going to the bathroom behind that little door. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC21OWFzSI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVfQkNTwxHc/s1600-h/pot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201858595112996130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC21OWFzSI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVfQkNTwxHc/s200/pot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC21uWFzTI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6k8Eoyrw7eo/s1600-h/pot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then other restrooms have the “camping pot” as I like to call it. This is simply a somewhat glorified hole in the ground. I don’t really understand why a culture as refined as this one would have such a crude device. Sorry that the water looks "yellow" the color of the tolet gave it that tint. I PROMISE! Maddison likes the “mommy and me” stalls that have a big and little potty together. I am partial to the ones with seat warmers and bottom washers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC22OWFzUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pXgibGPud7c/s1600-h/pot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201858612292865346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC22OWFzUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pXgibGPud7c/s200/pot4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The potties in our house come complete with a faucet where you can wash your hands as the toilet bowl is filling. I prefer to use the sink! Yes, it is true that I have found myself taking pictures of in the strangest things in Japan. Check out my giant baby on a Japanese changing table!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC22eWFzVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3eYinp6AZA8/s1600-h/pot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201858616587832658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC22eWFzVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3eYinp6AZA8/s200/pot5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-6983748312383592167?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/6983748312383592167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=6983748312383592167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6983748312383592167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6983748312383592167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-potty-time.html' title='It&apos;s Potty Time'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDC21OWFzSI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVfQkNTwxHc/s72-c/pot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-2414681404598262700</id><published>2008-05-18T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:30:53.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we don't call more often</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAve-WFzRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pP14tt2nVyI/s1600-h/Too+many+numbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201709778791157010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAve-WFzRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pP14tt2nVyI/s200/Too+many+numbers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a good indicator why we have not called back to the states a lot yet. The finger cramps took over about day two. We really can't wait to get our Vonage box arrives so we can call more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAvS-WFzQI/AAAAAAAAAOM/crm2KqUwBME/s1600-h/Too+many+numbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-2414681404598262700?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/2414681404598262700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=2414681404598262700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2414681404598262700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2414681404598262700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-we-dont-call-more-often.html' title='Why we don&apos;t call more often'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAve-WFzRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pP14tt2nVyI/s72-c/Too+many+numbers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-6824993620258308654</id><published>2008-05-18T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:26:37.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Sighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a new section, that you can participate in. Michael Bell, our Music Minister and friend from Charleston, gets the honor of the first post. If you have a "Ryan Sighting" at a restaurant, movie theater, or anywhere else and can get a picture send it to us and you can help everyone get a good laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAuc-WFzPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7D3Q43WIHLE/s1600-h/Ryan+Sighting+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201708644919790834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAuc-WFzPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7D3Q43WIHLE/s200/Ryan+Sighting+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael's "Ryan Sighting" was on Saturday, May 17th, 2008 at 6:32 PM at La Careta in of all places.....Charleston, SC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-6824993620258308654?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/6824993620258308654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=6824993620258308654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6824993620258308654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6824993620258308654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/ryan-sighting.html' title='Ryan Sighting'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SDAuc-WFzPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7D3Q43WIHLE/s72-c/Ryan+Sighting+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-3099399468001880106</id><published>2008-05-17T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:37:27.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiko Drum Ensemble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We were treated to a truly once in a lifetime opportunity when a Japanese Taiko Drum master and his team visited our base and performed. In Japan the word Taiko means drum. But outside of Japan taiko is known for its powerful performance and the tremendous energy it exudes. Taiko is more than just playing a large powerful drum. It is a group of organized movements that tell stores of ancient Japanese legends. It is such a moving experience because that drum beat is mesmerizing. It touches your soul and pulls you into the performance. Even if you don’t understand the legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9zcuWFzMI/AAAAAAAAANs/pIMfrW__xhs/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201503031950429378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9zcuWFzMI/AAAAAAAAANs/pIMfrW__xhs/s200/t1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why was it such a big deal to have a Japanese Master visit and work with our small taiko troop of Americans on the base? Well like many things in the Japanese culture it has guarded secrets that should only be passed onto those Japanese who are worthy and have trained in the art since birth. So when this master came onto the base and worked with our troop he was taking a huge risk of rejection from his fellow masters. His reason for sharing his art form with us was to help the history and purpose of taiko to spread around the world. He was so happy to work with a group of enthuastic Americans who were eager to learn. We were honored to be witness the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9zdOWFzNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tmi4ppiHOXo/s1600-h/t2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201503040540363986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9zdOWFzNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tmi4ppiHOXo/s200/t2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little Taiko history…In feudal Japan, taiko were often used to motivate troops, to help set a marching pace, and to call out orders or announcements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added some Taiko Drum links for "You Tube." They are on the right side of the page. This is not the performance we saw but some that I found on “You Tube”. I wanted to include this clip so that you can see how cool Taiko is. At our performance they wore costumes and sang as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-3099399468001880106?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/3099399468001880106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=3099399468001880106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/3099399468001880106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/3099399468001880106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/taiko-drum-ensemble.html' title='Taiko Drum Ensemble'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9zcuWFzMI/AAAAAAAAANs/pIMfrW__xhs/s72-c/t1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4758884975451312481</id><published>2008-05-17T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:39:41.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Release The Salmon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yh-WFzHI/AAAAAAAAANE/Wz8x1u5qI9Y/s1600-h/fish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502022633114738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yh-WFzHI/AAAAAAAAANE/Wz8x1u5qI9Y/s200/fish1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each year during spawning season local fish hatcheries go down to the local rivers in Misawa and catch the fish as they swim up stream. This event is also treated as a big festival. I am looking forward to trying to grab one of those slippery suckers. Once the fish are caught the hatcheries remove and incubate the eggs. Apparently salmon eggs are at quite a risk in the wild and to keep up with demand the hatcheries are needed. So those salmon eggs spend the cold winter growing into cute little baby fish in the comfort of a monitored environment. In the spring it is time to release them into the rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yieWFzII/AAAAAAAAANM/fvh5OITFPL8/s1600-h/fish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502031223049346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yieWFzII/AAAAAAAAANM/fvh5OITFPL8/s200/fish2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yi-WFzJI/AAAAAAAAANU/KDfMwC_PDcs/s1600-h/fish3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502039812983954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yi-WFzJI/AAAAAAAAANU/KDfMwC_PDcs/s200/fish3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family was handed a bucket that had probably 2,000 of the squirmy little suckers. As we made our way to the river’s edge with that “black gold” we were very cautious not to drop any. The kids had great fun poring the fish into the river. Afterward they joined the Japanese school children and slid down the big salmon mural made of rock. Then we went to a local community center and they played Japanese games in the gym with the other children. They had such a great time. The Japanese ladies had prepared a traditional meal for the American families but unfortunately the room was too small to hold all of those in attendance. We decided to leave and make room for other families, but vowed to get to the dining room earlier next year to participate in the meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yjOWFzKI/AAAAAAAAANc/q2-Y9gE6Nmg/s1600-h/fish4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502044107951266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yjOWFzKI/AAAAAAAAANc/q2-Y9gE6Nmg/s200/fish4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yjeWFzLI/AAAAAAAAANk/qrDHJS9c7XQ/s1600-h/fish5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502048402918578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yjeWFzLI/AAAAAAAAANk/qrDHJS9c7XQ/s200/fish5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4758884975451312481?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4758884975451312481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4758884975451312481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4758884975451312481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4758884975451312481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/release-salmon.html' title='Release The Salmon'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9yh-WFzHI/AAAAAAAAANE/Wz8x1u5qI9Y/s72-c/fish1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4486211468281694600</id><published>2008-05-17T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T16:55:27.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Easter Bunny Is Able To Hop To Japan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vxeWFzDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/CpWFY3K-T4U/s1600-h/easter4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498990386203698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vxeWFzDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/CpWFY3K-T4U/s200/easter4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vx-WFzEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xk0OYOLVtoQ/s1600-h/easter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498998976138306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vx-WFzEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xk0OYOLVtoQ/s200/easter5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vyOWFzFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/r_8ZrwKAAuI/s1600-h/easter6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499003271105618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vyOWFzFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/r_8ZrwKAAuI/s200/easter6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vyeWFzGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UV4JmrCMC20/s1600-h/easter7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499007566072930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vyeWFzGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UV4JmrCMC20/s200/easter7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9u5-WFy8I/AAAAAAAAALs/sJuTXOgNVak/s1600-h/easter+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498036903463874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9u5-WFy8I/AAAAAAAAALs/sJuTXOgNVak/s200/easter+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9u6-WFy-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/h_iEyAK4fSg/s1600-h/easter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Easter fast approaching Marshall was concerned that the Bunny may not be able to hop across the ocean. Would he be able to find us on a little island or in a hotel for that matter? My kids adapt well but when they are confronted with a crisis such as this the questions can drive one a little bonkers. Thank goodness our squadron and church had such fantastic Easter parties for the kids. Somewhere between the crafts, candy, and egg hunts Marshall’s fears were subsided and he decided that bunny must have some pretty powerful legs. On Easter morning the kids were delighted that the bunny had found new colorful waste basket to use as traditional baskets. As ours were still on a ship in the middle of the ocean. That is one cleaver bunny I tell you. He was even able to visit the local 100 yen store to include some fantastic Japanese goodies. What fun! My favorite part of the day was the Easter Dinner that they had at church. I can handle a lot but the thought of going back to our hotel room for a meal that should be grand and shared with extended family made me blue. It was great that all the families at church got together to celebrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4486211468281694600?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4486211468281694600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4486211468281694600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4486211468281694600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4486211468281694600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/easter-bunny-is-able-to-hop-to-japan.html' title='The Easter Bunny Is Able To Hop To Japan!'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SC9vxeWFzDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/CpWFY3K-T4U/s72-c/easter4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4115676691312215129</id><published>2008-05-03T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:41:04.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains and Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SCDhF3qlR_I/AAAAAAAAALc/ZrGkTK6iAcU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197401460943702002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SCDhF3qlR_I/AAAAAAAAALc/ZrGkTK6iAcU/s200/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop on the tour was to the bullet train station. Our tour guides showed us how to read the maps and recognize some of the symbols for cities we may want to visit. All of the maps are in Kanji which is Japanese symbols. The whole process was very overwhelming and I will defiantly need a seasoned pro to accompany me when I want to purchase tickets. I did learn that Misawa (whose Kanji characters translate as "3 springs") got its name because of its three rivers. Then we went downstairs in the train station and got to sit on an actual parade float. It was very large and impressive. I can't wait to see one like it in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SCDhGHqlSAI/AAAAAAAAALk/DW0VWihmxY0/s1600-h/%238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197401465238669314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SCDhGHqlSAI/AAAAAAAAALk/DW0VWihmxY0/s200/%238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final stop was to a mall. It was a bit different from American malls. First, the stores don't have any walls to divide them. You have to pay attention to the pattern one the floor and the items sold in the store as an indication that you are entering another store. One has to be cautious not to remove items from a store without paying for them. We have also noticed that all malls have grocery stores in them. So you can purchase produce right next to the shoe store. Let's not forget the arcades. They are crazy. Ryan and Maddison had a great time playing the taiko drum game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.docoja.com:8080/jisho/findmore?dbname=geog&amp;amp;mainword=Misawa_City&amp;amp;rang=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4115676691312215129?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4115676691312215129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4115676691312215129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4115676691312215129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4115676691312215129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/05/trains-and-shopping.html' title='Trains and Shopping'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SCDhF3qlR_I/AAAAAAAAALc/ZrGkTK6iAcU/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-2857458281957283443</id><published>2008-04-29T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:43:19.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hachinohe City Tour: Shinto Shrine 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Then we went to a Shinto shrine. Shinto does not have a founder nor does it have sacred scriptures like the bible. Shinto is deeply rooted in the Japanese people and traditions. "Shinto gods" are called kami. They are sacred spirits which take the form of things and concepts important to life, such as wind, rain, mountains, trees, rivers and fertility. Humans become kami after they die and are revered by their families as ancestral kami. A person that was thought of as extraordinary can have a shrine built to honor his kami once he is dead. The shrine we visited was built to honor the kami of a Japanese nobleman. Shinto is an optimistic faith, as humans are thought to be fundamentally good, and evil is believed to be caused by evil spirits. The purpose of most Shinto rituals is to keep away evil spirits by purification, prayers and offerings to the kami. There is no absolute right and wrong, and nobody is perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTaHqlR7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/k0kegDQF6Ms/s1600-h/%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194642034650335154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTaHqlR7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/k0kegDQF6Ms/s200/%234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that you have had your religion lesson for the day I want to tell you about some of the parts of the shrine. It is easy to tell a Shinto shrine from a Buddhist temple because the Shinto shrine has a Torii Gate. That is the red post and lentil system in the photo. One or more torii gates mark the approach and entrance to a shrine. They come in various colors and are made of various materials. Hanging from the gate you will see a straw rope with white zigzag paper strips (gohei). It is called a shimenawa. It marks the boundary to something sacred. A rope similar to the shimenawa is also worn by yokozuna, the highest ranked sumo wrestlers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTaXqlR8I/AAAAAAAAALE/NZFwTpiYnzI/s1600-h/%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194642038945302466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTaXqlR8I/AAAAAAAAALE/NZFwTpiYnzI/s200/%235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also included a photo of the Purification Trough. This is found near the entrance, the water of these fountains is used for purification. You are supposed to clean your hands and mouth before approaching the main hall. Our Japanese guide walked me through the steps of purification. The symbolism of washing away sin and cleansing my mouth of unrighteousness was as powerful as that water was COLD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTbHqlR-I/AAAAAAAAALU/K3bC94ye4oU/s1600-h/%237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194642051830204386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTbHqlR-I/AAAAAAAAALU/K3bC94ye4oU/s200/%237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ema is the structure that has all the wooden signs hanging from it. Shrine visitors write their wishes on these wooden plates and then leave them at the shrine in the hope that their wishes come true. Most people wish for good health, success in business, passing entrance exams to high schoolor college, love or wealth. In Japan it is harder for students to get into high school than it is for us to get into college. It takes many years of extra preparation. Students go to school all day, attend driver training in the afternoon (if they want to be able to drive legally) and then go to preparation school in the afternoon and into the night. We see them walking home at 8 or 9 pm some days. Those who do not make it into high school go on to trade school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTanqlR9I/AAAAAAAAALM/8iObhJDjKIQ/s1600-h/%236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194642043240269778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTanqlR9I/AAAAAAAAALM/8iObhJDjKIQ/s200/%236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omikuji are fortune telling paper slips that one would buy at the shrine. They contain predictions ranging from daikichi ("great good luck") to daikyo("great bad luck"). By tying the piece of paper around a tree's branch, good fortune will come true or bad fortune can be averted. Wow, that was a bunch of information. The art historian and lover of architecture in me was fascinated by all the parts of the shrine. I got abunch of my information from &lt;a href="http://www.japan-guide.com/e/e2059.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.japan-guide.com/e/e2059.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-2857458281957283443?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/2857458281957283443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=2857458281957283443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2857458281957283443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2857458281957283443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/hachinohe-city-tour-shinto-shrine-101.html' title='Hachinohe City Tour: Shinto Shrine 101'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcTaHqlR7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/k0kegDQF6Ms/s72-c/%234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-8584121700132870703</id><published>2008-04-29T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T05:12:25.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hachinohe City Tour:  The Fish Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcQhXqlR5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/qqN-5_gsIOk/s1600-h/%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194638860669503378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcQhXqlR5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/qqN-5_gsIOk/s200/%231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcQiHqlR6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/gkHrSZ9yOPA/s1600-h/%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194638873554405282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcQiHqlR6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/gkHrSZ9yOPA/s200/%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we took a tour of Hachinohe City. It is a neighboring city of Misawa and much larger than our sleepy little farming and fishing community. Our first stop was to the fish market where we met up with our interpreters. They accompanied us through the fish market which was very helpful. We could not believe how many varieties of sea life they had which we were not familiar with. They had everything from giant spitting clams to the lethal blow fish. We could not resist picking up a few items for dinner that night. Our favorite items that we sampled where little cakes that looked chocolate but were actually dyed black with squid ink. They were wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-8584121700132870703?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/8584121700132870703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=8584121700132870703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/8584121700132870703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/8584121700132870703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/hachinohe-city-tour-fish-market.html' title='Hachinohe City Tour:  The Fish Market'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBcQhXqlR5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/qqN-5_gsIOk/s72-c/%231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-5255329043187092486</id><published>2008-04-28T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:48:03.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misawa City Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMjnqlR1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/jntvunMG9MY/s1600-h/temp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282657556809554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMjnqlR1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/jntvunMG9MY/s200/temp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our second week in Japan we took a tour of Misawa City. Along the way we were given little tidbits about the best places to grocery shop, buy cars, etc. The first stop on our trip was to a Buddhist Temple. There are two major religions in Japan Shinto and Buddhism. Shinto was present in Japan first and Buddhism was imported from China and Korea. Most Japanese consider themselves Buddhist, Shintoist or both. Religion does not play a big role in the everyday life of most Japanese people today. They do not have a daily relationship with the gods they worship nor do they have any type of weekly congregational worship. The average person typically follows the religious rituals at ceremonies like birth, weddings and funerals. They may visit a shrine or temple on a holiday to honor their ancestors or the god of the holiday. Many festivals, most of which have a religious background, are held at the temples or shrines. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMj3qlR2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Kiud2_Y5i-U/s1600-h/tem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282661851776866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMj3qlR2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Kiud2_Y5i-U/s200/tem2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The building was very ornate and you had a sense that you were walking into history. We just don't have buildings that old in America. The inside of the temple was just a cold as it was outside and I remember thinking how fitting. I know that my God is always present but it just felt that he was very far away from me in that place. The first photo is an idol that people go to when they have a cold and want to be cured. Can you see the tissue stuck all over it? That gave me quite a chuckle. The second photo is of the alter. The third photo is a room full of separate compartments. Families buy a cube where they place a little table that has a tea set on it. They perform a tea ceremony on the anniversary of their relatives death with the tea set. The higher or lower your cube is on the wall the more the spot costs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMknqlR3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/LofGhqXTefw/s1600-h/temp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282674736678770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMknqlR3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/LofGhqXTefw/s200/temp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was to a home of a samurai family, the Tonami clan. Powerful feudal lords had ravaged Japan in a series of civil wars lasting for roughly 100 years. The Samurai were like his private guards or army. Their identity was a highly guarded secret. This little house was very interesting. It was exactly what you think of when you imagine the cliche Japanese home. It had tatami mats on the floor, rice paper screens for walls and doors, and fire pits in the middle of the rooms for heat. We were shown the escape hatches hidden throughout the house for a quick get away. One of them was a through a trap door in the floor where the samurai would dive into the water well under the house and swim through underground pipes to the neighboring fields. It was all very covert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMlHqlR4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/CeTeNjewgGI/s1600-h/temp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282683326613378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMlHqlR4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/CeTeNjewgGI/s200/temp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final stop was to the Misawa cultural center where we were briefed on cultural differences. Did you know Japanese ladies flush three times. Once before going, once during, and then again after. Don't you feel more cultured for now knowing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-5255329043187092486?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/5255329043187092486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=5255329043187092486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/5255329043187092486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/5255329043187092486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/misawa-city-tour.html' title='Misawa City Tour'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBXMjnqlR1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/jntvunMG9MY/s72-c/temp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4637707480985795595</id><published>2008-04-27T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T18:53:31.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Around They Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBUt9nqlRzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rEv9yrxiBqI/s1600-h/si1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194108281884591922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBUt9nqlRzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rEv9yrxiBqI/s200/si1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBUt-HqlR0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/LkgyiRbPfuA/s1600-h/si.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194108290474526530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBUt-HqlR0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/LkgyiRbPfuA/s200/si.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For our family, one of the biggest benefits of living in Japan is the food. We were not in town long when we sought out the local sushi-go-round. We don't know the real name, but since the outside of the building is pink all ofthe Americans call it "Pink Sushi." This is a restaurant where you sit at acounter and the food goes around on a conveyor belt in front of you. You pick up the items you want as they go by. Each plate is color coded according to price. It is important to keep track of what you are choosing because the price can add up quickly. As you can see we are drinking from Coke cups. I was very pleased that Coke tastes the same as it does at home. Some things are universal! They also have a green soda that we all like. We don't know what it is called so we just ask for Green Fanta. For all you Disney enthusiasts you can taste that one at the Coke pavilion in Epcot. Morganne loves to drink her miso soup from the bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4637707480985795595?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4637707480985795595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4637707480985795595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4637707480985795595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4637707480985795595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/around-they-go.html' title='Around They Go'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SBUt9nqlRzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rEv9yrxiBqI/s72-c/si1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-12553538057363740</id><published>2008-04-19T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T06:50:50.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Boy O Boy Did It Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of the big selling points of Japan for the kids was that they would be able to see snow. We had been talking about snow for months. So when we arrived in Tokyo and did not see snow I was a bit disappointed to say the least. With the stress of moving I had not taken the time to study up on all the regions of Japan. I had just assumed that Tokyo would also be cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwoFpOZjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ddd_iAWiduo/s1600-h/snow+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190944617021728306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwoFpOZjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ddd_iAWiduo/s200/snow+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we flew to Misawa. As we descended I was so thrilled to see all of the snow covered mountains. I was even more excited to see the snow in the valleys, on the buildings and covering the branches of all of the trees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwnlpOZhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5zfVccarl0Q/s1600-h/snow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190944608431793682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwnlpOZhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5zfVccarl0Q/s200/snow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was thrilling to see all of the snow as we drove to base. The kids couldn't stand not to jump in. I think it was our second day before we had a chance to play. But play we did. Marshall and Maddison made a snow Mickey Mouse. We had about three weeks of snow falls after we got here. I was so excited that we came when we did because soon after the snow was gone and will not return until the end of this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwn1pOZiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/J5SSTd7feLY/s1600-h/snow3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190944612726760994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwn1pOZiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/J5SSTd7feLY/s200/snow3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am looking forward to the next snowfall though, probably as much as the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwnFpOZgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZMzChTKNiw8/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190944599841859074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwnFpOZgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZMzChTKNiw8/s200/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-12553538057363740?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/12553538057363740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=12553538057363740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/12553538057363740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/12553538057363740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-boy-o-boy-did-it-snow.html' title='And Boy O Boy Did It Snow!'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAnwoFpOZjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ddd_iAWiduo/s72-c/snow+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-8278968381749166049</id><published>2008-04-12T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:01:05.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat That!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8gH3G-5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Rx7PcJ6Okx0/s1600-h/airplane1+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188354030782839698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8gH3G-5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Rx7PcJ6Okx0/s200/airplane1+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8gn3G-6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/4hzgUlQ1ujE/s1600-h/airplane2+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188354039372774306" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="120" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8gn3G-6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/4hzgUlQ1ujE/s200/airplane2+(2).jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids' first airplane ride was to the other side of the world. Beat That! They did very well on the plane to Atlanta mostly because we had packed plenty of snacks. Then we were all excited and a bit relieved when we missed our connection and were able to stay over in Atlanta with my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8UX3G-4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y70Yv9spSv4/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188353828919376770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8UX3G-4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y70Yv9spSv4/s200/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By travel day two the thrill had worn off a bit. The kids were tired of dragging around backpacks that weighed more than they do. But we pushed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8En3G-3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/QXAcvsDH0nI/s1600-h/Morganne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188353558336437106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8En3G-3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/QXAcvsDH0nI/s200/Morganne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew we were in trouble when all of the Japanese people were on the plane sleeping and my children were not. They stayed awake the entire flight. And of course Maddison and Morganne both passed out cold as we descended into Tokyo. Looking back it is funny thinking of us dragging the kids through customs, Morganne sleeping in her car seat and Maddison screaming because we had to wake her. Funny, but I am not ready to make that flight again for quite some time. It took us a good week to be able to sleep through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-8278968381749166049?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/8278968381749166049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=8278968381749166049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/8278968381749166049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/8278968381749166049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/beat-that.html' title='Beat That!'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC8gH3G-5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Rx7PcJ6Okx0/s72-c/airplane1+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-6116156243561417232</id><published>2008-04-12T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:34:10.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5vn3G-zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TUZpSDD_KT8/s1600-h/Marsh+T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188350998535928626" style="CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5vn3G-zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TUZpSDD_KT8/s200/Marsh+T.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5v33G-0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/uK9SqnxNEOs/s1600-h/marshall+n+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188351002830895938" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5v33G-0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/uK9SqnxNEOs/s200/marshall+n+(2).jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5a33G-xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xuIm-AuDpQo/s1600-h/Maddi+T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188350642053643026" style="CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5a33G-xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xuIm-AuDpQo/s200/Maddi+T.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5bH3G-yI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KD1e4_l2XV8/s1600-h/Maddi+N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188350646348610338" style="CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5bH3G-yI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KD1e4_l2XV8/s200/Maddi+N.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC4cX3G-tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wcjTq2i4sIc/s1600-h/Little+Morganne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188349568311818962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC4cX3G-tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wcjTq2i4sIc/s200/Little+Morganne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC4cn3G-uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2Va5xrRsF30/s1600-h/Morganne+Fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188349572606786274" style="CURSOR: hand" height="94" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC4cn3G-uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2Va5xrRsF30/s200/Morganne+Fish.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three years seem like such a short time. But when you look at it through a child's eyes it is an enormous amount of time. We were in Charleston for three years and we'll be in Japan for three years. So I thought it would be fun to look back at how much our kids have grown in three short years. I can't imagine what they will look like in three more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-6116156243561417232?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/6116156243561417232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=6116156243561417232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6116156243561417232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6116156243561417232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAC5vn3G-zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TUZpSDD_KT8/s72-c/Marsh+T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-5912753209358851659</id><published>2008-04-12T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:10:27.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Says Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACov33G-YI/AAAAAAAAAFE/doDPbuYTPcc/s1600-h/lrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188332311133223298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACov33G-YI/AAAAAAAAAFE/doDPbuYTPcc/s200/lrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing that I finally made it into the Blog and all you can see of me is the back of my big, bald head.  Thanks Summer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously though, my time in Charleston was one of the best experiences of my career.  I loved making the move from my enlisted career to the officer side and having my first assignment at Charleston.  Getting to work with all of the great people at the Aerial Port, the Mission Support Group and the Logistics Readiness Squadron taught me a lot about officership.  Finishing out the three years we spent there at Vehicle Operations was very rewarding and allowed me the opportunity to work my way into a very tight knit community of combat professionals.  The men and women of the Vehicle Operations community deserve a ton of respect and admiration and I am a better man for having had the opportunity to work with and for them.  I wish them well and will keep them in my thoughts and prayers for years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-5912753209358851659?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/5912753209358851659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=5912753209358851659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/5912753209358851659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/5912753209358851659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/ryan-says-fairwell.html' title='Ryan Says Farewell'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACov33G-YI/AAAAAAAAAFE/doDPbuYTPcc/s72-c/lrs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-2453551295868519843</id><published>2008-04-12T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:16:15.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Tiger Cub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACnQH3G-WI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SayZOizKBPY/s1600-h/cub+1+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188330666160748898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACnQH3G-WI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SayZOizKBPY/s200/cub+1+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marshall can't help it that his parents are just a bit competitive. It sure has rubbed off. Before we left Charleston he was awarded the rank of Tiger Cub. He worked very hard to earn his badge before leaving and we are very proud. The second picture is him pinning me with my Mother's pin. I can't believe what a little man he is. I look forward to many more "Mother Pins" in the future.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACnQX3G-XI/AAAAAAAAAE8/U1Av6oxO4kg/s1600-h/cub2+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188330670455716210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="212" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACnQX3G-XI/AAAAAAAAAE8/U1Av6oxO4kg/s200/cub2+(2).jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-2453551295868519843?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/2453551295868519843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=2453551295868519843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2453551295868519843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2453551295868519843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-tiger-cub.html' title='Our Tiger Cub'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACnQH3G-WI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SayZOizKBPY/s72-c/cub+1+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-6633201222840336634</id><published>2008-04-12T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T04:51:05.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love You Chewie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACiGX3G-TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CkJC3wtKx0w/s1600-h/Chewie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188325001098885426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACiGX3G-TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CkJC3wtKx0w/s200/Chewie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SAChQX3G-SI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rYkTRD_1J2c/s1600-h/Chewie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our final week in Charleston was spent saying goodbye to those we love. The two and four legged kind. It was hard to say farewell to our furry friends but we know that Kota and Chewie are being loved. At the time I felt guilty not taking them with us but looking back I am so glad we did not even try. We have a friend that brought her dog and after the thousands of dollars spent and the six months in quarantine she jokes that her mutt is now more valuable than a Westminster Kennel Club Champ. Plus it was all we could do to get our kids onto the three plains in one piece. I am afraid the dogs would have been left on the tarmac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-6633201222840336634?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/6633201222840336634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=6633201222840336634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6633201222840336634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/6633201222840336634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-love-you-chewie.html' title='We Love You Chewie'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SACiGX3G-TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CkJC3wtKx0w/s72-c/Chewie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-2628876006995002044</id><published>2008-04-11T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T05:48:43.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye to Charleston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUMn3G-OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tTerlM6B53I/s1600-h/awana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188239346566101218" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="149" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUMn3G-OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tTerlM6B53I/s320/awana.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUM33G-PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r3D1BQiBg8g/s1600-h/cubbies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188239350861068530" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="158" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUM33G-PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r3D1BQiBg8g/s320/cubbies.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUNH3G-QI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dUAyS9R7KNg/s1600-h/ryan+awana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188239355156035842" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUNH3G-QI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dUAyS9R7KNg/s320/ryan+awana.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUNX3G-RI/AAAAAAAAAEM/01BP0c6MbFA/s1600-h/upward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188239359451003154" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="166" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUNX3G-RI/AAAAAAAAAEM/01BP0c6MbFA/s320/upward.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have unpacked most of our boxes and even managed to find the cable to download our pictures from the camera. So I know you are all ready to see pictures of Japan (because someone asks daily) but you will have to wait a bit longer. I am going to post in the order events happened. Sorry, you will just have to be patient with me:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will start with leaving Charleston. Our family really enjoyed our three years in the Palmeto State. It was great fun to visit locations from my childhood (Summer is from Charleston if you did not know). And God blessed us with an awesome church and many new friends. You all played a fantastic role in shaping our family. I just wanted to say thanks and we will miss you. I wanted to especially thank all of you who donate your time to a ministry and Northwood Baptist. So very many of you loved our children and for that we are truly appreciative. Thank you for serving in the nursery, teaching children's choir or Sunday school, spending a week at VBS, coaching Upward Basketball, and a huge thank you for all the Awana leaders. I know you do it because you love God and children. Please remember when it gets to be a burden that those little people come home talking about how great you are. So many of you played a vital role in the lives of our children and you will be remembered for the rest of their lives. Thank you all so very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-2628876006995002044?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2628876006995002044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/2628876006995002044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2008/04/saying-goodbuy-to-charleston.html' title='Saying Goodbye to Charleston'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/SABUMn3G-OI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tTerlM6B53I/s72-c/awana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-8854504598718881544</id><published>2007-09-23T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:33:11.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvcSZppn6uI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsI4mNhCSRQ/s1600-h/100_2765+M%26+Sunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113576133788953314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvcSZppn6uI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsI4mNhCSRQ/s200/100_2765+M%26+Sunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvcSqZpn6vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bXqZ9GgXNCQ/s1600-h/100_2770+fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113576421551762162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvcSqZpn6vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bXqZ9GgXNCQ/s200/100_2770+fixed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In December Marshall came to us and said he wanted to accept Jesus as his savior. Ryan and I were both thrilled. He has been attending the Awana Bible Club at church for several years. At Awana boys and girls hear the Gospel weekly as well as learn scripture. They wear cute little vests and earn patches. The kids love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Marshall took the next step as a believer in Christ. He understands that baptism will not get him into heaven. It is an outward symbol of his faith in Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan accepted Christ at 12 and I came to know Christ when I was fifteen. It amazes me that such a young boy can make such eternal decisions. I should not be amazed, just in awe of God's faithfulness to answer prayer. I have always prayed that all my children will come to know Jesus at an early age. God is a great and mighty God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-8854504598718881544?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/8854504598718881544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=8854504598718881544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/8854504598718881544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/8854504598718881544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-changing_23.html' title='Life Changing'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvcSZppn6uI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsI4mNhCSRQ/s72-c/100_2765+M%26+Sunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-1956491322297969004</id><published>2007-09-19T17:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:06:22.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hair Raising Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHEwRSH32I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QAjePW1gJxc/s1600-h/100_2717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112083385594404706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHEwRSH32I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QAjePW1gJxc/s200/100_2717.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHEwhSH33I/AAAAAAAAAB8/gsIem2r-clw/s1600-h/100_2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112083389889372018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHEwhSH33I/AAAAAAAAAB8/gsIem2r-clw/s200/100_2722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112085842315698066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHG_RSH35I/AAAAAAAAACM/OzrofdVWqAg/s200/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHEwxSH34I/AAAAAAAAACE/3_4C9btSUME/s1600-h/100_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of Maddison's friends from church inspired her to donate her hair to "Locks of Love". This is an organization that uses donated hair to make wigs for children who have lost their hair due to illness. Maddison thought it would be so cool to help another little girl. She has been begging me every day for two weeks to take her to the salon.&lt;br /&gt;As her hair was being cut I saw a very grown up girl emerge right before my eyes. She is so proud of her "new do". We are very proud of her for putting others first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-1956491322297969004?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/1956491322297969004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=1956491322297969004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/1956491322297969004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/1956491322297969004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2007/09/hair-raising-event_19.html' title='A Hair Raising Event'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHEwRSH32I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QAjePW1gJxc/s72-c/100_2717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-7222214771732066081</id><published>2007-09-19T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:19:13.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm what they call a CHARACTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHCeBSH31I/AAAAAAAAABc/1SBUJNSR1yU/s1600-h/scouts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112080873038536530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHCeBSH31I/AAAAAAAAABc/1SBUJNSR1yU/s320/scouts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe how stinkin' cute Marshall is in his Cub Scout uniform. He and Ryan are having a great time at Den meetings. I jokingly told Marshall that I hope he is not a very good scout. It takes me way too long to sew on all of those patches. He said that he was going to earn every patch possible just because I said that.  He is so excited to start earing everything, that he and Ryan are working ahead.  That will pay off since we will be leaving in February for Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-7222214771732066081?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/7222214771732066081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=7222214771732066081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/7222214771732066081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/7222214771732066081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-what-they-call-character.html' title='I&apos;m what they call a CHARACTER!'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvHCeBSH31I/AAAAAAAAABc/1SBUJNSR1yU/s72-c/scouts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1304645348663131709.post-4484833917513546658</id><published>2007-09-18T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:15:17.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvBrpxSH3wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wydOHFuSBPU/s1600-h/100_2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111703942413672194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvBrpxSH3wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wydOHFuSBPU/s200/100_2708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvBq2hSH3uI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EwzXPj9oEAY/s1600-h/100_2701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111703061945376482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvBq2hSH3uI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EwzXPj9oEAY/s200/100_2701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marshall and Maddison are having a great time with me at homeschool.  They are eager to start everyday with prayer and bible study. The part they love best is all the extra activities they have joined. One of Mondays highlights is our trip to the YMCA for swimming. They think it is so cool to go swimming in the middle of they day when everyone else is at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1304645348663131709-4484833917513546658?l=ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/feeds/4484833917513546658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1304645348663131709&amp;postID=4484833917513546658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4484833917513546658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1304645348663131709/posts/default/4484833917513546658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellis-fam-japan.blogspot.com/2007/09/diving-in.html' title='Diving In'/><author><name>The Ellis-Fam in Japan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18345097686495454729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYnyrIOm3nM/RvBrpxSH3wI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wydOHFuSBPU/s72-c/100_2708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
