Jesus is a Carrot

So I'm officially naive. Even my soap says so. No jokes. I bought bars of soap for my sinks when I first got here, and when I got home I read the package. Right on the top where "Dove" gets printed, mine say "Naive". How appropriate; I laugh to myself every time I wash my hands.
But...the CLBI team bought me a de-humidifier before they left. My apartment is not unlike a sauna when I wash clothes because they just hang dry in there all day. I tried hanging things outside at first, but I would never be home to watch them dry (watching paint dry, no?), and when I got home my laundry would always be soaked from the rain, or blown off the pole on my balcony, dirtier than when I put them in the washing machine. But I just don't know how to work a dehumidifier on a good day, and when the instruction manual and all the buttons are in Japanese, I'm even more in the dark about how the thing functions. So I decided to make it up (welcome to my life). How was I to know that you don't fill the dehumidifier under-bucket with water?
I went to the onsen tonight. No this is not a change of topic. I left my jacket in Atsuko-san's car. So when Arnie was up here tonight telling me which buttons to push, of course she had to bring me my jacket. And of course Arnie told her what I had done. And of course they laughed at me, cuz really...who puts water INTO a dehumidifier? Apparently those who have never had a (Japanese) dehumidifer before.
And I also mix up words in my head when I'm talking. You all know I have a speech impediment; Japanese doesn't disguise that. Today I called Jesus a carrot. Good thing he has a sense of humor so I don't get struck by lightning. Or get run over by an 85 year old driving a dual-basket bicycle.