I was going to post something more about the trip we took, and how we met Megan’s neighbors and friends as well as people Mariko went to school with, but I’m not sure why I’m still up at this point. I really should be asleep. Well, I should be lying in bed coughing, wishing I was asleep anyway.

Much like I couldn’t figure out the kanji in my stupid camera, I’m having troubles with iPhoto and I can’t figure out how to show you Megan’s three giant cakes. I’m afraid there’s nothing near them to show you just how ginormous they were. The one on the right (if I ever get the picture up here) was a foot and a half tall. Or more.

So the quick story is that my sister and I were down in San Francisco for Megan’s 40th birthday party. I was still a little sick, but we got on a plane around 1PM Saturday and got back past midnight Monday morning. The combined effects of my lingering cold, hay fever, and the switch to daylight savings time were a joy to behold and I may be a complete zombie today. I think I was only in one photograph, and I can only remember taking one which I should post tonight. Cake!