The Craft of Living

Today the weather makes me feel so nostalgic... plus a lot of other feelings i cant explain. The sun didnt come out today. It's still dark outside... a little foggy a little rainy. Not night but like we are still right before sunrise in winter! I like this weather... even though it depresses so many people for some reason. Maybe they are prone to depression.. im not sure! I just feel so calm and feel harmony in the air! So nice! Anyone feels this way?

Hey friends I have made a new blog now. Hope you can join and contribute with comments. The Queen of Hearts Impossibles: http://queenofheartsimpossibles.blogspot.com/ See you there!!

I got this email from a friend today.. Thanks bassi for reminding me of more important things in life. I wonder if we can try it. If you dont knwo what i am talking about.. Read on. The world can seem like an unfriendly, threatening place, yet we all want safety, health, and happiness for ourselves and our loved ones. How can one ordinary person -- you or me -- make a positive difference in this world? One way is the practice "paying it forward." While the steps might be simple, the outcome could change the world. Steps Be attentive wherever you are for opportunities to help someone. Perhaps you have an elderly or disabled neighbor who is too proud to ask for help with their yard work or maybe you're in a restaurant and see someone who looks like they could use some kind stranger to pay for their meal. You can change people's attitudes about the world through your unobtrusive acts of kindness. Do something nice for someone you don't know (or don't know very w...

Today while i was on my way to work on the company bus.. i was listening to that program called "Bareed al islam" or islamic posts where the host reads out two questions that he received by mail and then two sheikhs answer them. Todays questions were: Q1. A woman asking if it isnt ok for her to ask her husband to clean up and look good for her after he comes from work! She was saying that he tells her she is an unappreciative wife and a bad one too!!! A1. The sheikh ofcourse told her that it is his duty to look good for you and vice versa.. and that the prophet PBUH has recommended that men do this for their wives so they wouldnt be repulsed by them and feel bad in living with them. Honestly... what kinda man is that anyway... he doesnt wanna take a quick shower and wear some perfume?? Forget about his wife,... doesnt he feel sick to the stomache?? If he is sweating and all messed up in his dirty clothes from an all days work? Anyway... i thought maybe the wife asks him for t...

This is a quote i found on "Alley Wonderland's" blog. I really liked it and thought i would share: A girl's heart should be so close to God, that a guy has no other choice but to seek Him in order to find her."

Disappointment isnt a nice feeling. I mean its temporary and eventually fades... But it is bad! Its annoying when you anticipate something then it doesnt happen. Then you tell yourself... be alittle later. Then later comes and goes... and nothing happens. So you tell yourself maybe even later.... and again... later comes and goes... still nothing. Its even worse when you are a little angry. Angry and disappointed.... the mix together is kinda suffocating to me. Or is it that im just fasting and hungry!? Above all, however, is being disappointed with yourself. Either disappointed in expecting too much... or anticipating at all. Or maybe not saying whats on your mind for lack of better words! Or sometimes saying something that you know will open a conversation that is important... but you are just too lazy to fight or argue now so you let it pass... which then gets you disappointed! :) Im just annoyed i guess... and a little angry... and a bit hungry too! So thats enough said! :) Happy b...

This morning while i was on my bus to work i heard this radio show called "bareed al islam" or islamic post. Thats a show where people send letters to take the islamic fatwa about a problem they have. Some of the questions and answers really give you info you dont know. Today there was a question from a husband of an almost 80 year old woman. He says she has many illnesses one of which is alzehiemers. An example of how bad it is was that she prays 10 times a day coz she cant remember what she prayed... apart from the fact that she can repeat prayers coz she cant remember how many rak3as she performed. SHe also has a small fortune of money. His question was this: Is it ok if we distribute her financial fortune now between her children as per the shar3? (i wonder if this woman was half concious of what her husbands question was... how would she feel?) The answer to the question was firstly that this woman will not be a sinner if she doesnt pray since " laysa 3ala al 2a3ma ...

Last Friday while my husband was at work... he went for the Friday prayers in the mosque inside his workplace. And after he was done... he found out that someone stole his shoes. Obviously the person who stole his shoes was one of the workers in the same place coz he left his shoes behind (and they were horrible). Anyway my husband was very upset ofcourse. He left work early coz he wasnt about to sit at work with his socks only. What gets to me is... why on earth is this guy praying!! Honestly, is he really praying in the first place or just standing in line so he would spot the shoes of the people praying. And what kind of personality or soul or mentality would allow a muslim STEAL from his brother WHILE praying. Not just anytime of the day... NO.. While praying. Is there no soul whatsoever that would make him feel ashamed that while you were supposed to meet your God... you disobey him GREATLY?? It just mesmerizes me how such a person would be living his everyday life. Do you think h...

I have decided to create a new blog just for Leens updates. Maybe it will be like a memory book for me or her someday. I have copied all my old posts about leen updates to the new blog and from now on any new posts about her are going to be written there. The blog is called : New Leen on the Block and the link is: http://leenmakhlouf.blogspot.com/

Leen started saying Adaaan everytime she hears it. She also SAYS lots of her body parts. She used to point when we ask but now she says them more often. She likes watching playhouse disney. And she says "Ktools" for mouse c'tools in mickey mouse playhouse. She also kinda follows the steps to the song from imagination movers... "Jump up.... Get down.... STand up.... Turn around, Turn around ,Turn around" She understands wheni tell her to go throw something in the garbage basket. It's really fun to watch her understand everything bit by bit. I can wait till she makes me tea and brings me lunch! :)

YEsterday Leen had all her toys on the ground out of her toy basket. She likes playing alone and with me ofcourse. However, her favorite part of the day is her bath time since her dad fills the tub and she can play and splash in there for quite a while. So if we say the word "Dosh" or shower she forgets about everything and runs to the bathroom door. Yesterday though when we asked her if she wanted to shower she said yes (nodding) and when her dad told her ok go to the bathroom she didnt. Instead, she started picking up her toys and putting them back in her basket. WHen she was done she said "Ba7" meaning finished. and then started heading tot he bathroom. Now i know this is so nice and i should be happy... and i am... But i was thinking... i did teach her to pick up her toys when she is done but i dont recall i stressed on it THAT much. IS this normal for a child though? She usually tends to put anything in its place if she is not playing with it anymore. Not every...

Leen can now imitate a bee. She moves her finger around saying ZZZZZZ And when i ask her to give someone a kiss and she does i usually say "Allaaaah" Now she does that too. When she wants to change her diaper and hopefully use the potty, she pats her pampered behind!! :) ADORABLE Oh forgot to tell you that she says Moon when i point to the picture of the moon and tun when i point to picture of the sun! :) SHe also finishes my music verse which i cant write down coz its mostly vocals!! :) Thats the latest update i have for leen's behaviour. She is really growing up quickly! :)

My nose is runny.. my throat hurts, i have a cough and my voice is slowly fading away. It also seems like my concentration is slowly getting worse and worse.. i keep getting every name wrong... and every timing wrong and every email wrong. I still have two more working days to attend this week before the weeken arrives!! Will i be able to handle this? i have no idea!! Worst part is... my colleague is off on her vacation from today and she has 3 weeks off!! Im so in Luck!!! Any suggestions or home remedies that you can share to help me feel better sooner than later?

Leen can now drink from a glass holding it on her own with both hands. She can even drink slowly sometimes when the cup is full. She understands what "shebsheb" means and she can bring it to me when i ask. But she calls it "bebesh" (it means slipper). She also carried the rice spoon and the bread basket to the dining table and knows it is called "tarabeiza" (ie table) She is sick.. the poor thing. We went to the doctor yesterday and her dad kept explaining on the way what is expected to happen at the docs office and told her not to cry and scream. Well she didnt exactly do so.. but she was calmer than usual. No kicking or struggling while the doc was checking her... but she cried. She is feverish and ha a sour throat. She is getting it too much. Hasn't been more than a month since she got it last.We are back on antibiotic and antihistamine for her runny nose and light cough. Ive been with her since last Thursday... All these days off from work. Don...

They probably wont use this wording... but they might..if they have enough sense of humour. BOth the couple and their families to be honest. Here goes... tell me what you think people: i am Mohie marrying Mennah doing so to go to "Jannah" If you know her you will tell She's the bride i got from hell. Please come join us, watch me fry share my fear, hear my cry Tell her to be kind to me I'll be good, you shall see. We'll be waiting on 11 July else someone will probably die Will you join us or will you not We will serve "you" fresh and hot! At 19:30 to be exact Pyramisa hotel is where its at Oh did i tell you who you'll see The devil will welcome you..that is me! >:oD

This day is not ending... Im so bored and there is nothing to do at work at all today. I have completed all my tasks at 10am!!! And everytime i look at the clock... five or ten minutes have passed! Unbelievable!! KHAAAALAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! ENough! I wanna LEEEEEEEEEAVE 30 minutes to go.. Ya rub! ALmost there!!! .......... .......... .......... 28 minutes...... See what i mean!? OK enough complaining. BYE

My fortune for today... "Good news will come to you from far away" I'm waiting.....

dwich = sandwich dsh= dosh (shower) La2 = no (but in a more comprehensible and determined way) 2ooy = bye 3ayza= want hayty= hatty... give me 2obba= carry me heeh heeh = cheers :) Ana= me ( Usually when i ask who's mommys baby... i get the ANAAAA) :) FUNNY! wohosh = we7sha (bad) zus= juice :) she understands and points to her nose, eye, mouth, ear, leg, and hand. She fluently knows what a cat, dog, and lion sound like. She understand when i ask her if she wants to sleep in bed. She brings me the mobile when i ask her to.

Last week, I was alone in the office with 2 managers and a full department. My colleague was off for some fun time. There was so much to do and so much pressure and stuff but weird enough, i kinda welcomed the extra work. I realized that sometimes its good to be under pressure. You tend to find your real potential with multi-tasking. Turns out im not half bad! :) Phewww... She's back today! :)

i remember when i was in my 8th month of pregnancy (and to be honest i wasnt a huge lady) so i went to the hospital and took permission from my doctor to look around the hospital, the rooms and the incubators just to feel at peace with the hospital i chose to have my baby at. So I went to the incubator hall. It had a closed glass door. So i knocked. And there comes a little short tiny nurse asking "yes how can i help you?" So i explained that i want to see the incubator room. And she said " Why?... who said you can" So i told her that im a patient with doctor so and so and he told me i can come up and look at it. So she said.. " why do you wanna see it now... when you get pregnant you can come and see it" So my jaw dropped and said..."But i AM pregnant" placing my hand on my belly trying to grab her attention. And she said "Oh... ok but why do you wanna see it so early on... Youre still in the very beginning of your term" And i said wit...

At 1 year and 3 months, Leen's list of words are: 1. Ta3ty = beta3ty 2. KHkhkh = Kheyara 3. Boo = Drink 4. Mum = Food 5. Ba7 = enough/ stop 6. A-A= Ana 7. Hat = Hat 8. Na3am 9. Eye = Eye 10. Nine = but she doesnt know what it means 11. Dah = This 12. Mamma = Mom 13. Nanna = grandma 14. Dadda = Dad 15. Kkh = Kekh 16. 3ayza 17. Ayyyy = OUch 18. La2 She understands: 1. Nose 2. Baby = Doll 3. Koura = Ball and Peas 4. Ard = Floor 5. 3arabeya 6. Bousa = Kiss 7. 7odn = Hug 8. Mobile 9. Remote 10. Sereer 11. Korsy

Rest in Peace Uncle Abdelwahab. No words can describe how i feel. im speechless. Allah yer7amak.

I was listening to two friends talking today and they were talking to each other by their nicknames. Now question is why do we use them? I mean is it too hard to say the actual name? or is it out of love and friendliness (which i dont see the relevance to giving a different name to the person for) or what exactly. Sometimes the nickname isnt shorter or nicer for that matter. Like my friends' name is Sarah and her nickname can be very often "Sarsour". Isnt that a lot longer than her actual name? Let alone if you look too closely to it.. it could mean "cockroach" in some dialects! Thank God not ours. And other names like Karim can be "Kiko"! I mean personally to me and some other moms this refers to "poop" when talking to your children on this side of earth. There are so many names. Like my name...the amount of nicknames i have. My name is a 4 lettered name "heba" and yet my nickname can range from "habhooba" or "hooby...

Here is something that i keep wondering about. Are people allowed to change? What do i mean you ask? Well, when i was young, my father always told me... if there is something you dont like about the man you are about to marry and think that when you get married you will be able to change his habits... you are dead wrong! Honestly... i didnt believe him... but being a man who is usually right... i kept it in mind. Luckily i didnt have to change too much about my husband... but ive been watching people around me. Now the problem is not just with women wanting to change men or vice versa. The problem is if some outside factors change in your life... you tend to have a changed personality. For example if a woman got married and never worked a day in her life and her husband actually made it a point before marriage that he doesnt want her to work and she agreed simply because she hasnt done it before anyway and she isnt giving up anything. Then at some point in their life she decides that s...

Last night my daughter woke me up at 12am after she went to bed at 8pm. I went to her room and was determined not to feed her coz everytime she sees my face she wants to be fed. (I breastfeed so...) Anyway i went in, gave her some water and she was clinging on to me so i would carry her. Instead i put her down on her pillow patting her back and saying "Hooo... Hooo" willing her to sleep. Ofcourse she cried and screamed but after a while she started going to sleep. Then a couple of minutes passed (2-3 minutes coz i keep counting) i stopped patting her and sat in the bed beside her for a couple of seconds. Only to find her get up and start crying again. So i patted her again and she went to sleep. I sat down for a while to make sure i wont have to make the trip back to her room as soon as i get in my bed. She didnt wake up. So i got up and headed for the door. ANd before i could open the door... she was up looking at me and crying. (Mind that its pitch black and i cant even see...

Well this is a tradition i found on one of the blogs im following. However, it was called Five Question Friday. I will however change it to SUnday since i plant to so it each sunday instead of Friday. Anyhow.. here are the first 5 sunday questions: 1. What words do you use on your blog/online that you don't use in real life? 2. Do you still write checks? 3. Who was your favorite President and why? 4. Are you a yeller? 5. Have you ever dumpster dived? Awaiting your comments

This past week or two has truly been full of shitty events. First some petty things like my husband getting his new glasses broken and hurting him in his eyebrows. Thank god nothing serious. Then some home damages, like a picture frame falling down, our water cooler dripping and all our clocks stopping at once. Then some more personal issues... My daughter gets an ear and throat infection making her feverish for almost 4 days. Followed by my husband suffering from a sever headache close to a migraine for two continuous days. Then my mom goes to check on her shoulder pain or something else and the doc tells her some other horrifying problems. And just yesterday my daughter gets what I'm hoping is just an eye infection and is crying blood "literally" Today topped it all when my aunt and uncle were on their way back from their Easter vacation in the "hot springs" only to have their car turn over on the desert road and are now- while I'm typing this- heading to ...

My mom and sister went to this "salon de chocolat event" and since hany el beheiry was someone who took part in that event i automatically thought that it will probably be well managed and have a high class society or in other words clean people at most. I didnt go with them... but i have asked mom to tell me how it was the next day. Sure enough i called her up to see how was it and she started narrating the story. They went in... paid about 20LE for tickets each (even though my sister had WON those tickets at a NIle FM competition and were supposedly free).. Oh well we'll let that pass. Nothing is really for free in this country!! While they were at it she found a competition or (draw) that anyone could participate in by just filling a form and taking a number (or thats what i understood from her). The draw was sponsored by "Passionelle" a very well known joint venture egyptian-lebanese- saudi arabian chocolate company. The gifts were 50 crystal chocolate hold...

Ive been listening to this song for "Amal Maher" Its called " Beinak we Beinha" which means "Between you and her". Its about a girl telling her husband or her boyfriend that if he HAS to cheat on her then please dont cheat with my best friend. Basically he can go to hell but her friend is more important to her. I personally like the song a lot even though i dont know - God forbid- if i was in her shoes if that would be my reaction. Let alone that i can never imagine my best friend being sneaky or sly enough to hook up with my husband. Infact i couldnt imagine any guy or more likely any REAL FRIEND do that to her friend! Then i bumped into one of my friends who has experienced this event with a close friend of hers. Meaning her friends husband married her other best friend! Question is... if such close friends can do this how well can you know what your friends are really like? PS. if you havent heard the song before... look it up "Amal maher - beinak ...

Im so sad. The amount of sadness around me today is overwhelming. Why do people have to endure such sadness and confusion? Why is it that some people see things so vaguely? Why are people so depressed? Why are humans so weak? Why are people popping anti-depressents like tictacs? Has life become so unbearable? Has all their strength to fight back fade? Why would their friends make it worse for them? Is it because they too are depressed? I dont see it? Is my life so perfect compared to theirs? Is my life so perfect at all? WHat is it that makes a difference between people being depressed and going down that pit and others who are depressed but dont let the feeling invade their sense of security and their zest for life? What is it that makes that difference? Is it religion? or does religion just keep you from committing suicide. Is it a new look that you make? or is that just the superficial fixing method? Is it people's support? Even though i think depressed ones listen to no one but...

Well my friends wedding is coming up in a couple of months. SHe has been asking us for some ideas with regards to many things. The last request she had was a funny or humorous wording for her wedding invitation. I got a couple of ideas from the net and then i made up this little poetic justice!! Tell me what you think :) The 18th of June is our Wedding Day Mae and Khaled are here to stay Venue's the Armante Golf City At 1630 that’s where we'll be We've spent so much on our wedding cake So the wedding dress brooch is very fake. We've shopped so much to get the dress right So you'd better keep your comments about the bride. Hurry up and tell us if you're in or out Before the front tables become a crowd We'll be waiting for your call RSVP Remember the Buffet has more than tea. :)

Spent this whole last week eating out. Or at home but bought something from somewhere. Cooked only once this whole time. And while it was a good break from the kitchen, i honestly thought it would be fun to never think about cooking everyday. However, by the end of the week i was so bored with restaurant food. The very weird feeling was.. i missed my kitchen. EVen though at this very moment.. i dont want to think about going home and cooking coz i am SOOO Sleepy... for no reason! But i cant think of eating out either. EVen though today i will be eating non home- made cooking!! (is that how you negate it?) I thank God im not gonna cook for an extra day but i want some home made food. I think i will hire a cook soon. Gosh why am i publishing this entry... i have no idea. Im soooo sleepy... ZZZzzzZZZzzz

I happen to invite my family over for a belated bday party for my girl. It was lovely. The cake was great. The games were great. The gifts were great. Overall it was a success. Then by the end of the night... and while people were on their way to the door. One of the invitees started criticising my cutlery!! Usually when i have over 25 people in the house i use disposable plates and glasses!. That was obviously a problem!! The criticism and questions of whether i didnt have plates and glasses, or was it too much to ask a maid to come and wash them after the party.. or if i didnt have MONEY to pay the maid to come! WWWOOOOW!! I was mesmerised for a minute coz i didnt see it coming and now that i think of it.. i was too nice. After all this is an old aged family member so i didnt want to be rude. After the party was all over though i discovered that those comments werent the first through the night. That comments kept coming to my husband every minute of the night. Things like "WOW....

How would you feel if you do good deeds and never mention it yet feel so unappreciated? How would you feel if you are so tired and never complain then you're denied the right to be tired? How would you feel if you see the person doing nothing winning the pat on the back and you are manipulated in doing more? What will i gain when im always the good one who can be depended on and therefore get all the work while someone else doesn't get all the work yet still gets what they want just the same! I don't get it. Should i try to do things for the sake of God more and more so i wouldn't feel disappointed in anyway? But im just exhausted. Cant i be exhausted and feel free to show that feeling? Why do i always have to be the one who is altruistic and then be denied the right to express an objection to an idea. I think that sucks!

Copied from Bassi's Blog If I were a month, I’d be March If I were a day of the week, I’d be Friday . If I were a time of day, I’d be 10am . If I were a planet, I’d be Saturn . If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Dolphin . If I were a direction, I’d be Right . If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Bean Bag . If I were a liquid, I’d be a Milkshake . If I were a gemstone, I’d be a Diamond . If I were a tree, I’d be an Oleander Tree . If I were a tool, I’d be a Kitchen Knife . If I were a flower, I’d be a Daisy . If I were a kind of weather, I’d be Cloudy . If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a Saxophone . If I were a color, I’d be Pink . If I were an emotion, I’d be Happiness . If I were a fruit, I’d be a Mango . If I were a sound, I’d be Waves . If I were an element, I’d be Wind . If I were a car, I’d be a McLaren . If I were a food, I’d be Pasta . If I were a place, I’d be Maldives . If I were a material, I’d be Fleece . If I were a taste, I’d be Salty . If I were a scent, I’...

One of my best friends is getting married. And being the crazy person that she is, she has planned to have a group dance with her bridesmaids. I need some suggestions for songs that would work as a story between the bride and her bridesmaids. ANy suggestions PLEASE!

I went out with my hubby and girl to eat out yesterday. I mainly wanted to do anythign on valentine so i thought going out is the best thing to do and i would be satisfied this way. It was nice... i took my daughter to play in some baby games and she had fun. That made me happy too. Went home to change and feed my daughter, also thinking of washing the dishes and hanging the clothes to dry. I casually open my bedroom door and there on the bed was a pile of colorful balloons that looked just beautiful. Amidst all that was a teddy bear by a basket full of chocolates (all the kinds i love) Honestly speaking my jaw eventually hurt from the smiling and my taste buds being teased by the thought of eating all that chocolate. That was my valentines gift yesterday... i truly enjoyed it and i couldnt thank my hubby enough! :) It's weird how chocolates and flowers (diamonds too) have this weird effect on woman.. even if they say it doesnt matter much... Hope you all had a great and special va...

Happy valentine everyone. In hopes that you have something fun to do today either with your loved one or your family and friends. I remember back in school we used to buy each other flowers. That was fun. Ofcourse that was just to make up for not getting flowers from boys... but it really didnt matter to us at all! It was always fun to watch people in the street carrying flowers and bears and heart shaped balloons. And more fun if you were lucky enough to see someone receive their gift! :) Girls really put in all their creatiivity and MONEY to get something special for their loved ones. I guess some boys do the same as well. Anyway to all of you out there.. Enjoy the day and fill it with all kinds of love! Happy Valentine.

Last week I was with my husband, daughter and sister in Dubai. It was an amazing trip thanks to our dearest friend bassi who was with us everyday and who had planned a wonderful program for us. I truly enjoyed it. But what i enjoyed most was watching the people around me enjoying themselves. I did not know how much fun it is to watch someone having fun and enjoying something so much. I loved watching my husband look at something with so much fascination and joy. I loved watching him and my sister laughing at the top of their lungs just throwing snow at each other. I loved watching my daughter so happy just riding a rocking pony or holding on tight yet grinning while sitting in a swing. I loved watching my friend's face while laughing at jokes from our anecdotes from back home. It all makes me wish like i could do something to see happiness on someone's face. I've always known that making people happy is a good thing... but watching a face lit up with happiness is just price...

Is it just me? A couple of days ago i was on my company bus back home. I wanted to be dropped in a different stop than my own and take a taxi home since i reach faster that way. So i needed 5 pounds. And i didnt have change that day. Well i had 4 pounds and was short on one. So i was telling this girl beside me who is not a stranger but not a very close friend either. We sit by each other and talk all the way from work to maadi (an hour ride). Anyway i decided to share my problem... that im one pound short to go home early.. otherwise ill have to wait till my stop which is the very last stop. Ok if you were in her shoes... what would be your natural reaction? If it was me i would have two options. 1. I would sincerly look for a pound and give it to her OR 2. if i dont want to give her the money, i would say "let me see if i have any change" look in the bag carelessly and then say "Sorry.. im out of change too" Is that normal or is it just me!! She on the other hand....

Whats up with bosses these days!! Have they gone totally nuts? SOmetimes they give themselves too much rights that literally come out of no where. One of my friends had a henna party she attended. So she had some Henna drawn on her hands. Next morning she was surprised to find her boss so disgusted and told her that she wasnt allowed to have henna on her hands!! Where did THAT come from. So she simply told him... my husband doesnt mind... what is it to you!? He on the other hand told her that he doeant like his secretary to have this kind of art on her hands and ordered her to either wear gloves to work or not come to the office until the henna fades!!! Ofcourse she took the day off (NOT from her annuals) Another time one of the kitchen girls came to work for the management kitchen. SHe was a veiled girl. However, the rule was... if she wanted to work up in management floor she had to lose the veil. Yeah...and they say only arabs discriminate!!! These are foreign rules and not national...

Ive noticed that i always take a humourous approach to everything. Happy, Sad, sarchastic, grief, accidents, pains, insults.... EVERYTHING! My memory is so down the drain and my humour usually saves the day. One of the incidents that my memory gave up on me and my humour saved me was the time when i went in to my company chairman to pay my respects for one of his inlaws death. Im not really fluent when it comes to paying respects... so i learn what i want to say like "elbaka2 lellah" and keep repeating it in my head with nothing else to distract me. On my way to his office... i asked his secretary if he was inside and she said yes go ahead. Upon setting foot in his office.. my mind went blank... the my mouth blurted something that i honestly dont know where it came from. While i had my most serious face and grieving face possible i said "Happy New Year". He smiled and said... same to you. But ofcourse i was on the ground laughing at my goofy.. and so was he. When i ...

Oh lookey...I've been given a Beautiful Blogger Award by my childhood friend Bassi. Tamar feeha el 3eshra! :) So look like there are some rules I have to stick to .. just to be worth the award. Hell why not. 1) Thank the person who nominated you for this award - THAAANK YOOOU BAAASSSIIII 2) Copy the award and place it on your blog - On the top 3) Link tot he person who nominated you for this award - Ok 4) Tell us 7 interesting things about yourself - SEVEN??? Wow... i cant think of anything interesting about me.. ok maybe umm lets see! a. I am glad some people think im funny.. coz i dont see it!!? b. I wish i could read more informative stuff c. I wish i could REMEMBER whatever informative stuff i read d. I was hoping that id stay in college in dubai since there were so many subjects i wish i had studied like Zoology, astrology and photography! e. Sometimes i think of learning french again... but the images of Mrs. Derajy drive me away from the idea EVERYTIME f. Finally... my lo...

Happy new year everybody... may 2010 be full of happy and fruitful events. I hope all of you had a very special new years eve... kind of like mine but in a VERY different way. Oh yeah.. my new years eve was very eventful. I was out of town for the week with my family and we were on our way back this Thursday. When we came back we were stunned to know and see the back door triangular window of our parked car broken and our back seat speakers stolen. The front door has been a little damaged due to the forced entry trial... and error... hence the broken window! Yes indeed. My husband spent his new years eve in the street between the police station to file a report... to the car wash to remove all the glass in the backseats and finally to the glass repair shop to fix the little window. At the end of the day, we thanked god that there was nothing valuable in that car which could have caused us a lot of damage. We also thanked god that the theif was so dumb that he took the speakers and left...