Someone tried to feel me up on the train the other day.

I was on the train headed to Yokohama for a training for work. At one point, I had to transfer to another train. I did so and boarded the crowded train and smooshed in as far as I could. I held on to the bar above my head and prepared for the 20 minute ride until my transfer. Immediately I noticed a boy standing next to me and he wasn’t holding on to anything and began to stagger as the train moved. The mother in me reached out for his arm and grabbed him. He, in turn, grabbed onto my…

We went to a UFC fight this weekend. 

   There he is. My boy. All excited after waking up at 5:30 to ride the train to Saitama to see grown ass, muscular, sweaty men pummel each other. It was awesome, actually. Clearly he and I were watching for two different reasons, but we both had a fun time together. I, personally, enjoyed my kid’s commentary the whole day.  Here are a few highlights: “If you’re gonna scream like a school girl every time the guy with the beard comes out then you might as well go up there and drink beer. It’s not like you’re gonna date him…