Thursday, March 29, 2012

Barre Body Class

pulled from internet to illustrate.
As I mentioned in my past couple of posts, I've been trying to work out a lot more in an effort to get healthy. I still do my stretches at home and go to the gym once or twice a week for a good cardio workout. But I know that what I really need to do is some good strength training to ensure I'm building muscle and keeping my core strong. I just didn't know how to go about doing that.

Recently my friend Kendall started teaching a Barre Body class and so I decided to check it out. Barre is a fusion of yoga, pilates and ballet that uses small, repetitive movements to target all of the muscles in your body for a high intensity but low impact work out. It involves a lot of stretches and endurance training, which are really good for me. I'm totally wiped out after each class but already I can tell a difference in my muscle tone and energy level.

Kendall is one of my best friends and is familiar with my back surgery and limitations so she helps me modify certain moves that require too much bending or twisting. She's an incredible instructor and makes us feel at ease while encouraging us to push ourselves and try new things. I hope that in our summer adventures I'll be able to do some real yoga poses alongside her.

Kendall-Sensei as I call her. She's amazing.

New Healthy Habits

Spiritual issues aside, I've made some big strides toward consistently eating well and taking better care of my body. I didn't make all of these changes at once. My journey toward healthy living began during our first year of marriage. I started with one or two small changes, and slowly added to those good habits over time. Below is a list of some of the things I do regularly now. If you haven't yet, I encourage you to consider making similar changes. I honestly don't miss many of the things I've cut out and enjoy eating what I used to consider "diet food". I'm not on a diet, I'm just ensuring that what I put in my body is nutritious and beneficial. These days it's actually really easy to eat well. You just have to be willing to cook a bit instead of going for the "easy" option...
  • I take a daily multivitamin to ensure I'm getting the nutrients I need every day.
  • I carry around a Camelback water bottle to make sure I stay hydrated.
  • I don't drink any soda or caffinated beverages except on special occasions. (Maybe once or twice a month when we eat out...) If I need something more flavorful than water, I drink sugar free 100% fruit juice.
  • We cook at home instead of eating out all of the time. When we do eat out, it is rarely at a fast food restaurant. Granted, that is much easier now that we are living in Japan. Avoiding fast food will be a struggle when we visit or move back to the U.S.
  • I always buy whole grain or whole wheat products. James and I both try to make sure we get plenty of fiber each day which helps us feel full for longer and helps with our digestive health.
  • I don't eat any fried food. I also avoid foods that are soaked in grease, butter or oil. Without my gall bladder to help break that stuff down, those foods taste good and then make me feel TERRIBLE afterward. Not worth it.
  • I always look at the nutrition info on frozen or pre-packaged foods and avoid things that are high in sodium, and saturated and trans-fats. If you haven't before, you should check out the nutrition info on a pint of Haagen-Das or a DiGiorno pizza. It's scary.
  • We have significantly cut down on our salt intake. Whenever possible I buy lower sodium sauces and products. I also don't cook with a lot of salt. Instead I flavor our food with herbs, fresh citrus juices, and black pepper.
  • I always go for leaner meats and often supplement our protein intake with lentils and quinoa (a gluten-free grain similar to rice that is high in protein and fiber).
  • We eat brown rice instead of white rice, and often eat sweet potatoes instead of white potatoes. In general we try to make good choices regarding starches.
  • I only keep healthier snack options in the house so when I'm hungry I won't totally derail my healthy eating plan. Instead of chips and cookies, we have a lot of fruits and veggies, lightly salted popcorn, nuts, healthy ceral bars, etc.
  • I opt for healthier, lower-calorie spreads and dressings for salad and sandwiches. Mustard, light Italian, vinegrettes, using avocado or hummus to give a sandwich or wrap some creaminess and flavor in place of cheese and mayo... You get the idea.
I've got two new things I'm working on right now with moderate success. First is controling my portion sizes by actually measuring things out and using a smaller dinner plate or bowl to trick my mind into thinking I'm not skimping on food. I'm also trying to significantly cut back on the amount of sugar and chocolate I eat. Chocolate is the one thing I thought I'd never be able to live without. But reading through Made to Crave gave me the motivation to start weaning myself off of sugar and finding comfort or rewards in better things. So now I only allow myself to have one small dessert or chocolate item per day. I know I still eat lots of sugar throughout the day. My healthy fiber cereal is lightly sweetened, there's sugar in the pasta sauce I buy, and I'm pretty sure my lactose-free milk is sweetened. But at least I'm not overindulging in sweet treats instead of dealing with my issues.
I've also committed to getting in at least 3 good work-outs in a week. But more on that in my next blog...

Made to Crave

Recently, I've been working my way through a fantastic book and Bible Study called Made to Crave: Satisfying Your Deepest Desire with God, Not Food by Lysa Terkeurst. As you may know, I've been struggling with some dietary issues lately. I was frustrated because I've recently become lactose intolerant which means I can no longer enjoy many of my favorite foods (ice cream, pizza, anything involving melted cheese, butter, creme, oh so many chocolatey desserts... the list is very long.) I also feel like I've hit that mid-twenties wall where my metabolism is slowing down a bit and I have to actually start exercising and thinking about what I eat.
In the past, food was something I never really thought about. If I was hungry - I ate. I ate whatever I wanted, in whatever quantities I wanted, and it never made a difference in my weight. But now I'm having to make some big changes in the way I take care of my body and food has a big hold over my thought life. Whether it's finding the will power to exercise or bemoaning the fact that I can't eat the way other people do, my stomach was slowly taking over my mind and emotions.

It wasn't until I heard the title of this book that I realized this was actually a spiritual issue. I knew I didn't have the healthiest relationship with food. But Terkeurst opened my eyes to the fact that I had been turning to food for comfort and fulfillment instead of inviting God to soothe my cravings. This book has totally changed the way I think about "getting healthy." This is about more than just eating less and moving more. It's about being at peace with God.

Each week of our Made to Crave Bible study helped us change our thinking about this journey. We went from feeling deprived to being empowered when it came to our food choices. Intead of making choices in desperation, we became determined women who decide ahead of time what we'll eat each day. It helps to remember who we are and Who we belong to. We learned how the goal is not to focus on weight loss/gain, which can lead to feelings of guilt or shame, but to be at peace with God. We learned to overcome our triggers with powerful Biblical truth. We meditated on the difference between what is permissible and what is beneficial. And finally we reached that point where we were able to move from being consumed by food to being a courageous Christian woman capable of anything our Lord calls us to.

If you struggle with your weight, nutrition, feelings of self-worth, or any other cravings that distract you from your relationship with Christ - I highly recommend this book!

Lisa Leaves. =^(

The dreaded day of Lisa's departure from Japan arrived more quickly than any of us expected. She is one of those people who struggles with expressions of emotion and hates mushy farewells, so she wouldn't allow us to plan a big farewell bash for her. However, our north area crew insisted on taking her out to dinner at one of her favorite restaurants for one final family meal. For the most part it felt like a normal night out - nothing too sad or emotional - until someone mentioned that this may be the last time Lisa would get to have some authentic fried cheese rolls. It's amazing the seemingly inconsequential things that can serve as the proverbial "straw that broke the camel's back" and bring on the waterworks...


On Halloween our first year in Misawa, Derick (Lisa's husband) dressed up like James for Halloween. So we've been planning for months how we'd get them back by dressing up as Derick and Lisa for their farewell party. It's kind of funny because, at first, Lisa was totally oblivious. I think she was so hungry she couldn't focus on anything other than food... But after she'd had some egg drop soup and cashew chicken, she started to notice and laughed really hard at my over-the-top tribute to her bohemian style.

She often layers dresses and swimsuit cover-ups over jeans or tights with hiking boots, and adds colorful scarves, eclectic jewelry and feathers to her hair. I think it was a pretty good costume. Dressing like Derick doesn't take much effort. Tee shirt, gelled hair, and carrying around either a jug of Arizona tea or a can of monster usually does the trick. ;^)

After dinner we went back to our friend Sara's house for dessert and to just hang out. It was extremely casual - just one more night with our north area family. Unfortunately, it was a work night so we couldn't stay too long. Before we left, though, I insisted on getting a picture of our core group of friends. We're all close friends, but I think Lisa has a special place in each of our hearts and we all felt like our best friend was getting on that plane the next day...


Thanks to a freak blizzard which delayed the Patriot Express by one day, we got to put off saying good bye for one more night. That Tuesday was our friend Starlyn's birthday so we all went out for dinner at a favorite local restaurant and tried to focus on celebrating something other than Lisa. I think she was relieved to have the focus taken off of her. I couldn't resist getting one last picture though...


Sara and Kendall said their peace to Lisa that night after dinner because they thought it would be too painful to go see her off at the terminal the next day. But I was resolutely in denial and refused to say good bye till I absolutely had to. I met her at the terminal when she arrived and helped her get checked in and take care of her pets while she waited to board the plane. Several friends stopped by for one last hug, which provided ample distraction.

But finally, they made the announcement that all people with pets needed to proceed through the security check point. That's about when I lost it. We hugged, said good bye, and I walked out the door before things got too out of hand. It was a rough couple of days and there are still things that make me cry from time to time (like writing this blog for instance. Goodness!)

For me, Lisa was a big part of what made Misawa feel like home. So it's just not right seeing her house lay quiet and empty and not hearing her raucous laughter at parties or following her lead when we explore Japan. But for the most part we're adjusting ok to her absence and it sounds like she's already up to all kinds of adventures back in the States.

I can't wait till our first reunion. I know it will be EPIC! ;^)

My Lady Samurai Naming

On Saturday, March 10th I was named at our second annual Lady Samurai Shego. A Shego is our version of the guy's shugo's (or roll-calls, as they're better known in the Air Force). It's basically an opportunity for the entire squadron to get together, tell funny stories about things that happened over the past several weeks, name the new people and generally blow off steam. We Samurai wives have only started doing namings recently, so we're still trying to catch up on naming all of the people who have been around for a long time. I have now been in Japan for almost two years so I was on the bracket this time.

Normally, when you get named you have to bring a bribe of some sort to coax the squadron into giving you a good name. For the guys that usually equates to booze, but we ladies got a bit more creative. For mine, I individually packaged up some fresh scones from our favorite off base cafe and attached a special discount coupon for a photo shoot.  It was pretty well received. =^)

 Unfortunately, the timing of the shego fell on Lisa's last weekend in Japan. She's technically not a part of our squadron anymore but we dragged her along with us anyway. All of her friends were hanging out, eating good food and laughing all night. It just seemed wrong to leave her at home alone. At first she was pretty resistant to the idea, but she had so much fun that she thanked us a lot afterward for making her go.

 After dinner, we started the namings. We had eight different people to name so it took a long time. Basically, we "interviewed" each person and learned a bit more about them and any embarrassing stories that might inspire a good name. Then friends of the namee went up front and told a funny story about them and provided a name suggestion inspired by the story. In an effort to keep the stories short, we had to dunk our hand in a bucket of ice while talking. It did not help... The whole process still took about four hours.

We laughed A LOT. It was kind of exhausting.
 After all of the stories had been shared, the person getting named had an opportunity to say which name she liked best, and to drink off a name she didn't like. Then she went upstairs while the room discussed and voted on the best name. The namee was recalled to the floor by the clash of a real metal gong. Then she was christened with a samurai sword (sort of like being knighted with a sword) and was presented with a sash bearing her new name.


When it was my turn to get named, I was really excited. Honestly, I had no idea what kind of "dirt" or funny stories they had on me so I welcomed the stories.


For the most part they had to do with my silly antics, over-the-top personality, sarcasm, and over use of emoticons. Apparently I display more emotions when I write than when I speak. haha

My friend Kara telling a story about me
Since I don't drink, they said that if I wanted to get rid of a name I didn't like I had to serenade the group on the piano. I haven't played in a long time and the only song I still remember how to play is the theme from Titanic... Most of the group had never heard me play or had no idea that I'm musical so they were very impressed with my meager attempt.

 Due to my song choice they considered naming me Rose. But in the end my constant emoticons won out as my defining trait and so they named me "EMOJI", which is apparently the Japanese word for all of those cutesy symbols. I like it a lot. It's unique.


A picture of all the lovely ladies who were named. WOOD!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

National Prayer Luncheon

Yesterday I attended Misawa's National Prayer Lunchoen. Aside from the good food and a time of fellowship with people of faith from across the base, it was a significant event because our guest speaker was a Japanese pastor speaking about the mission, "One Year Later".

Before his speech, representatives from the different faith groups read from their holy scriptures, and then we read part of Lincoln's call for a national day of prayer in 1863. His words were eloquent and challenging, as ever. It's too bad politicians can't speak this way anymore and be respected:

We have been the recipients of the choicest bounties of Heaven. We have been preserved, these many years, in peace and prosperity. We have grown in numbers, wealth and power, as no other nation has ever grown. But we have forgotten God. We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace, and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us; and we have vainly imagined, in the deceitfulness of our hearts, that all these blessings were produced by some superior wisdom and virtue of our own. Intoxicated with unbroken success, we have become too self-sufficient to feel the necessity of redeeming and preserving grace, too proud to pray to the God that made us!

It behooves us then, to humble ourselves before the offended Power, to confess our national sins, and to pray for clemency and forgiveness.

Now, therefore, in compliance with the request, and fully concurring in the views of the Senate, I do, by this my proclamation, designate and set apart Thursday, the 30th. day of April, 1863, as a day of national humiliation, fasting and prayer. And I do hereby request all the People to abstain, on that day, from their ordinary secular pursuits, and to unite, at their several places of public worship and their respective homes, in keeping the day holy to the Lord, and devoted to the humble discharge of the religious duties proper to that solemn occasion.

All this being done, in sincerity and truth, let us then rest humbly in the hope authorized by the Divine teachings, that the united cry of the Nation will be heard on high, and answered with blessings, no less than the pardon of our national sins, and the restoration of our now divided and suffering Country, to its former happy condition of unity and peace.

After that, they introduced Pastor Yoshiya Kondo of Morioka Baptist Bible Church. He was a young-looking Japanese man with a great sense of humor. He had a young colleague there to help translate his message. Even though this format of speaking in Japanese and then translating each sentence made his talk twice as long as it would normally have been, no one noticed. We all hung on his every word, mourning with him as he shared his story and praying for revival in the nation of Japan. Below is a rough transcript of his speech:

March 11, 2011 was a day where over 20,000 people perished. For those who lost everything, March 11, 2011 is the day when time froze. Even though he is a pastor, he didn't even know how to begin to pray on the day of the disaster.

He is originally from Fukishima prefecture. The house he grew up in is only 5 kilometers from the power plant. When he turned on the TV that day and watched the footage of people running away from the plant, he saw friends, neighbors, friends from church. This disaster struck two places that are very close to his heart.

As he struggled to find what to speak on the Sunday after the earthquake, God drew his attention to Revelation 3:1-3. "I know your deeds; you have a reputation of being alive, but you are dead. 2 Wake up! Strengthen what remains and is about to die, for I have found your deeds unfinished in the sight of my God. 3 Remember, therefore, what you have received and heard; hold it fast, and repent. But if you do not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will not know at what time I will come to you."

As Pastor Kondo and his staff have been serving on the coat they've met so many people who are still alive on the outside, but are dead on the inside. Everyone keeps asking him how this disaster has affected the faith of the people in Japan. His answer is that they are open wide but dead inside.

Before the tsunami, the Japanese people had extremely close community in their towns. Evangelists could try to go witness there but every door would be shut tight. Even if you moved to that town for years, you would till be treated as a foreigner. But now the people gladly open their homes to them. As he and his staff have gotten to know these people, they have realized how dead they are in their hearts. Everything they had built before the earthquake has crumbled do the ground. Their homes, work, wealth and community have shattered. They keep hearing phrases from throughout Japan like "keep going!" "Never Give Up!" But they have no meaning.

Churches throughout Japan sent people to serve on the coast after the tsunami. At first, the survivors hesitated to open their doors, but now they do that openly. These days, they don't want supplies or stuff, they just want people to come down and talk with them. They have heard so many sad stories from people who have lost loved ones.

Several months ago, the coast was covered in piles of rubble. Now the rubble has been cleared away, leaving open spaces of nothing. They are not able to rebuild yet so the land is empty, just like the hearts of these people.

Pastor Kondo had the opportunity to return to his house in Fukishima. He had to wear a protective suit and couldn't stay for more than four hours. It was strange because everything looked exactly the same, but there was no sound. The house was still standing but it was empty. Just like the land and his old home, the people of Japan may still be standing but their hearts are full of rubble and fear and they don't know how to find hope. He sometimes feels like all of the volunteers have made very little progress.

Every week he prays that God will guide them to those He wants them to meet, who need them. One staff member met an old grandma who was considering committing suicide. She had lost everything and couldn't find a reason to prolong her life. But the staff worker keeps returning to visit her and has built a relationship with her.

There is one area they visit frequently. The people have come to know that they represent a Christian church. It's kind of funny because every time they pull up the little Japanese kids run out yelling: "Christ has come!"

This Sunday marks the one year aniversary of the disaster. How should we pray? There is one word that God has drawn his attention to through Isaiah 49:15, which says:

"Can a mother forget the baby at her breast
and have no compassion on the child she has borne?
Though she may forget,
I will not forget you!"

He tries to encourage the people he's serving that while he promises never to forget them, God will also never forget them.

Pastor Kondo's wife gave birth to a new baby boy in January. With the birth of his son, the word "life" has really been on his heart. While the boy was in his mother's womb, the world around him was broken and confused. They named him a greek word I can't remember, but it means "to flow in". In scripture it describes how receiving salvation is signalled by the holy spirit flowing into our hearts. When the waters of the tsunami flowed into Japan, their hope flowed out with it. So his prayer is that the victims living along the coast, as well as the entire nation of Japan, will experience revival as the holy spirit flows into their lives and gives them hope.

Celebration of Hope

As we enter the week leading up the anniversary of the disasterous earthquake and tsunami on March 11, 2011 - there are many events going on to honor the victims and celebrate the triumphs as they're rebuilding and trying to move forward in life.

This last weekend, the Billy Grahm Evangelistic Association held a big outreach event in Sendai called "A Celebration of Hope". They brought in some big-named Christian artists including Kirk Franklin to lead the people in worship one year later. Then Billy Grahm's son Franklin shared the gospel with over 12,000 Japanese people. In a country where less than 1% of the population are Christians, it's HUGE that 400 Japanese people came forward and made a committment to Christ over the course of those three days. We held a webcast of the event at the International Center here in Misawa and eight more people from our small community came to Christ.

Please join us in praying for revival in Japan!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

My Trip to Bali!!

Yes, for those who didn't know, I went to Bali last week.

Well - part of me went, anyway.

One of my best friends, Lisa Gee, is moving back to the States next week and so she decided to take one last Asian vacation to Bali. Two of my other close friends, Kendall and Sara, decided to go too. They invited me to go with them, but kind of knew already what my answer would be. Living in an outdoor hut in the jungle and surfing every day is really not my cup of tea. The only thing that would have motivated me to spend the money on a trip like that would be to have pictures of me in Bali. So we opted for the next best thing and constructed a "flat Kim" for them to take with them.

I don't know how many of you are familiar with "Flat Stanley" - but it's a common thing for kids in the States to cut out a picture of Flat Stanley and mail it to friends or family who are traveling around the world. They take pictures of Flat Stanley's adventures and send them back to the child as a fun way for them to learn about geography, etc.

SO - my flat Kim went along to Bali and I now have some awesome pictures of "me" on vacation with the girls on the Island of the Gods. Check it out:

About to board my Malaysia airlines flight to Bali
Sleeping in under mosquito netting
Joining the girls for a laid-back breakfast
Hanging out in the garden
Peeping into one of the outdoor showers 
Unfortunately it would've been very inconvenient to carry flat Kim with them out of the hut on their hikes and surfing adventures. But that's ok! I'm just thankful they didn't do anything too ridiculous with my likeness in their spare time. ;^)

In all seriousness - I'm a little bummed that I missed out on so much solid, quality time with Lisa before she goes, but I know the girls had a great time. I've had my overseas adventures with her in New Zealand so it was their turn to live and explore with our dear friend.


I think I may need to plan a more Kim-friendly tropical vacation in the near future though. This snow is driving me crazy...

Job: Portrait of a Godly Man

How many of you have really studied the book of Job in earnest? I've read it a few times and was confident I understood it. But last year I read The Bravehearted Gospel by Eric Ludy and it totally revolutionized my opinion of this "unfortunate" Biblical character. What he wrote has permanently stuck in my brain and is helping reshape my idea of what a Godly man (or woman) looks like. For those who don't own the book, here is a transcript of the page I'm referring to:

Anyone who has spent much time studying the book of Job knows that whereas it is a profound declaration of God's power and glory, it is also a rather uncomfortable book to read. Why?

Because we are all afraid of being Job...

...why in the world God is spending even a moment of His time bantering about with Satan is one of the befuddling things about this story. However, what usually grips our attention is this whole notion, "Hast thou considered my servant Job?" That could easily read, "Hast thou considered my servant Eric?" or "Hast thou considered my servant (insert your name here!)?"

It's funny, but whereas most of us would love to be noticed by God, applauded by God, and selected by God for the most important tasks, there is a very large part of us that does not want God bringing up our name in conversation--especially with Satan, the enemy of our souls. After all, for those of us familiar with the story, Job goes on to lose everything--his children, his estate, his livestock, his health, and his dignity--all because of this crazy conversation that, in all of our minds, was ill-conceived on God's part in the first place.

Long and short, there is hardly a one of us on planet Earth who wishes to be Job. Sure, he sounds like a wonderful man, but most of us are willing to forgo the "wonderful" description to avoid the misery that this man incurred.

I have spent a lot of time, thinking, studying, and praying about this man's life. I recognize that there is a part of me that wishes to back away from being made available to God in such a manner. There is a part of me that wishes to remain anonymous in Hell. There is a part of me that just utterly resists the notion of publishing my address on Satan's bulletin board with a message that reads, "Bring it!"

But this cowardly part of me is growing lesser and lesser with every passing month. And there is another part of me that is awakening, finding its legs, and discovering its growl. There is an ever-increasing bravehearted part of me that is wanting precisely what Job had.

In fact, if I could say it succinctly, I want to be just like Job. (Ludy, p.23-24)

This winter I challenged some of our older boys in the youth group to read through the entire Bible, cover-to-cover. To help motivate them, I turned it into a race. Who are they racing? Me of course. First person to finish wins. Of course, I want them to actually get something out of it too so I'm not pushing the speed so much as the life-change associated with really digging into the Word.

On my own journey through the Bible, I recently arrived at the book Job. Considering what I read last year in The Bravehearted Gospel, I decided to take my time studying this story and make a note of every description of Job's character or actions. What I found was profoundly challenging. So I thought I'd share my list with all  who seek to be Bravehearted Christ-followers and invite you to join me as I strive to be more like Job.

Portrait of a Godly Man (based on Job 1-7, MSG)
  • He is completely honest
  • He keeps his word/promises
  • He is totally devoted to God
  • He hates evil with a passion
  • He takes sin seriously and repents first thing in the morning
  • He is a friend of God and has a close relationship with Him
  • When tragedy strikes, his first response is to worship
  • He is humble and accepts both the good and the bad from God
  • He has integrity, even under fire
  • He has great discernment and can tell the difference between right and wrong
  • He encourages and motivates other hurting or lost people
  • He has never blasphemed God
  • He has lived a devout and exemplary life
Take a minute and consider the list. Which traits strike you most and why? Which are the most difficult for you and which do you think you possess?

It's true that Job suffers a great deal at the hands of Satan, but ultimately God rewards him for his faithfulness by DOUBLING everything he had in the first place. So I think it's worth it to live with a target on our backs. Sure it's risky - but what's life without a little adventure?

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Farewell, FANG & Jenn!

We loved our former commander, FANG, and his wife Jenn too much to let them go with just a formal ceremony. So the guys threw a fun-filled farewell for FANG at The Grid, and the ladies followed it up with a Tapas & Tequila celebration of Jenn.

At FANG's farewell party, they broke us up into four teams (A Flight, B Flight, C Flight and the old guys...) and we played several games to earn points. Games included ping-pong, darts, pool, video games, inflated boxing and sumo wrestling. After the final round, the number of wins each team racked up determined the number of blackjack chips we got for a final showdown between the flight commanders. We are proud to say that B Flight won the night!! WOOD!

The B-Flight members not TDY at the time
the guys racing each other on Mario Cart. Very amusing seeing the older commanders play
We took a break in the middle of the fun to formally say farewell to FANG. The different organizations on base that he's been involved with (Ops Group, OSS, 14th, etc.) each presented him with a neat, personalized gift and said a few words.

The gift from the guys in the squadron was hilarious. They went on a "spirit mission" the night before (which basically means they pulled a prank on the other squadron) and stole all of the C's and P's off of every keyboard in the 13th squadron building. Just as our squadron chant is "WOOD!" (for the Samurai Wood Merchants) they say CP! whenever they get riled up, which stands for cave putorium (latin for "fear the weasel". The guys who fly our mission are known as the wild weasels.) The idea was, without those keys, the panthers can't promote their squadron pride at the end of their emails anymore. I thought it was HILARIOUS! (Of course, the guys left them a ransom note demanding a contribution to their bar and will give the letters back when they pay up. It's silly and immature but the squadrons prank each other all the time so within our twisted community this is fairly normal.)


Finally, we watched a video slideshow looking back over FANG's two years of leadership and gave him an opportunity to speak in a less formal setting to our families. I made sure to capture his final "WOOD!" on camera.

He presented the squadron with a fantastic gift. He had the guys at the wood shop make up a giant wooden "Top Gun" board to display in the squadron so we can keep track of those pilots who are excelling in their craft. I hope to see James' name up there soon!

With one final Samurai toast, the evening was over.
After saying farewell to FANG, it was time to honor his wife - a much more emotional event, indeed. So we needed some yummy treats to take the edge off our tears.

We had a large group there since Jenn has been a part of the OSS, 13th AND 14th FS.
One of the nice gifts we presented her with.
Many wonderful and heartfelt speeches were made, both by Jenn and on her behalf by women who love her. I appreciated the fact that she bought flowers for and honored both ladies who had worked with her as DO spouses as well as her wonderfully talented and dedicated key spouse (me. haha)

Many smiles and tears in the room that night

After everyone said their peace, we made sure to get a big group picture to remember the Lady Samurai by.

Vice Wing Commander's wife Kelli Wimmer, Jenn Steffens and Wing Commander's wife Jenn Rothstein

We have been SO blessed with so many strong, wise, gifted, caring and funny command spouses here at Misawa. They take such good care of us and set the tone for our wonderful community. I am so thankful for them! I think they may have spoiled us for fighter communities though... I hope we'll run into them again in future Air Force assignments.

Samurai Change of Command

I can't believe we've already been here for about two years! Our first day in Misawa was our Commander Aaron "FANG" Steffens' first day on the job. But the time has come for him to pass the mantle on to a new commander. We absolutely loved serving under the Steffens family. Not only were they fabulous leaders of the squadron and genuinely cared about our pilots and their families, but they were strong Christians and set a great example for us. We were a little concerned about who would take over for them. Who ever it was would have some very big shoes to fill. But Gene ("OWNER") Sherer and his wife Marlie are fantastic people and I know our squadron rests in very capable hands for the next two years.

Jenn Steffens always joked that I was like her personal family photographer and so it was only fitting that they hired me to capture all of the special family moments during the ceremony. Below are some snapshots of the wonderful event honoring both Samurai families!

Steffens family with the Samurai mascot. The boys were terrified!!
The Sherer Family
OWNER (left) and FANG (right)
Our pilots stood in the center of the hanger for the whole ceremony
presenting the colors
My friend Becky Jantz and her daughter Emily sang the Japanese national anthem
Our Ops Group Commander Col. Shaneyfelt presided over the ceremony
FANG's farewell speech. I love that he gave all the credit to God!
Final salute
OWNER takes command
OWNER's speech was great too. Looking forward to his leadership!
Sweet moment where he thanked his wife and gave her flowers
The kids were not forgotten
WOOD!!
Current and past sqdn. commander's wives - I love them both!
Sherer family, all decked out in Samurai yellow. Love it!
Group photo with the squadron
There was also a nice reception with cake and fruit
The Lady Samurai in attendance with Marlie. We love her!!

We will miss the Steffens but I know there are good things in store for us in the future!