Thursday, December 30, 2010

The Day i Swallowed Daboos ( a pin)

Well there are so many funny stories but i think most can't be shared on this blog... but i remembered something that happened to me that i posted here a long time ago and well for those who are new readers on this blog you must have missed this... so here is the post :

Where was i the last 2 days? Hmmm not really wedding planning... i was in the hospital....

Yes... again i have a weird experence to share... things like this ONLY happen to ME... i SWALLOWED A PIN!!! Out of the many things a person can choke on or swallow by mistake.. COINS,FLYS,BONES,RINGS,EARINGS!!!! i swallow... A PIN!!!

How u may ask... let me explain... i was fixing my hijjab with pins.. so that it doesnt fly with every slight gush of wind . i was talking to my friend Aloosh with the pin in my mouth.. then i think i GASPED at something either she or i said... or just breathed in slightly... then GULP!!!!!

*dinos looks at alia with eyes full of SHOCK & FEAR & CONFUSION!!

*dinos points at throat and then at other pin in the hijjab!! ALIA SAYS " Shooo u dropped it?"

*alia starts looking on the floor...

* DINO makes a weird NOISE TRYIN TO GET ALIAs ATTENTION TO HER FACE & points at THROAT.... afraid that if she talks she will die!

ALoosh s face now looks like DINAs only she is laughing at DINA now and freaking out as well lol
i was abt to pray so i freaked out.. i was like pray first or call my mom first.. ( mom is a doctor) so.... after running around in circles not knowing what to do i decided to pray.. cause chances are if i die from this pin i die praying! Then i call my mom ..

ALO MAMA.. ma tkhafi.. ma tkhafi...BAS BALA3t Dabooooooooos
( side note : my mom freaks out when there is no reason so you can imagine after telling her i swallowed a PIN)

story continues....

Mama : EISH!!DABOOOs!? KEEF!! ??? ( WHAT A PIN HOW?)

Dina : sho 2a3mal ??????? ( WHAT SHOULD I DO?)

MAMA : rooo7i koleeee KHUBZEH!!

ALooshti runs hysterically to the kitchen throws RGHEEF( piece of Pitta bread) at me!! i start munching on it like a beggar who hasn't eaten in a year!!!

MAMA: yala  ana jay 7akhdik il mustashfa!! ( im coming to take you to the hospital)

We are driving to the hospital and ofcourse i could not stay QUIET the whole time i was making jokes and laughing... id say things like... this will be a NICE BLOG i was actually running out of TOPICS! lol or " law ino il khubzeh feeha LABANEH or Za3tar kan ithanayt badal ma abla3ha 7aaaf"

hehehe i was actually pretty hungry before this incident

Anyway.. i reach the hospital and all the nurses would LAUGH when they ask what is wrong... 

MOM : " binitee bala3at daboos"( my daughter swallowed a pin)
Nurses looking around for a toddler... then i wave my hand with an embarassed smile :S

*nurse trys to hide the laugh... then i see them telling each other and laughing...
then they did an X RAY and i could see it in my STOMACHE!!! so they are like we need to make a ENDOSCOPY... i go like.. okay... UNAWARE of what this procedure REALLY MEANT!!!
the doctor arrives and asks where the patient is... mom says its her.. she says.. 
" OH Sorry I WAS LOOKING FOR A 7 year old "

arghhhhhh :S

LOL nice nice.... any one else want to mock me? aaahahahahah Soooooooo.. any hoooooooooo

suddenly they take me to a room... where i wear the operation clothes... and the inject me with something that i think was a anesthetic... so what i remember was a LONG TUBE WAS SHOVED DOWN MY THROAT!!! it was more like TREASURE HUNT in my STOMACHE!! After i don't know how long i woke up and i dont even remember anything other than i came in and i was shocked to see the had already took out the famous PIN!!

i also remember that it was fun being pushed around on a bed seeing the hospital lights! And i remember saying lots of weird things after the endoscopy since iwas still under the mukhadir effect! mom said i was dancing at a certain point lol when they asked if i was OKAy i stood up and did a quick NEMRA ( egyptian dance) lol

Felt like i was high.. not that i know what it feels like heheh but i should not be under any drugs whatso ever because i believe i am naturally high..

... first thing i said was "7ase fi SANDAL FI ZORI"
(i feel there is a slipper stuck in my throat) hhahahaha

now it feels like there is a baby shoe rather than a huge sandal!!! :S

truth is i have swallowed a nail in the past... when i was 8.. but this was a first.. the lesson i learnt is.. dont talk when u have pins in your mouth... wait... no its DONT PUT PINS IN YOUR MOUTH!!! :S

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Funny Stories II (Humus wala Cerelac)

Well its turns out my previous funny story got even funnier.. i msged my friend who i thought this story was about and told her to check out the post.. only to find out that she is not the person i am talking about. so till now i am unsure whose engagement i missed i dont even remember if i ended up finding the right party. which brings me to chain of endless stories about my memory loss that causes many many many emabrassing moments. but for today.. i will share the funniest story of my life.. i personally think this is the funniest thing that i have ever expereinced... so let me give you a bit of a background on this story..

My dad.. Allah yishfee.. before he got the stroke was always very serious and well we hardly sat there and talked and made jokes. To me he is like al 3ageeed in baab al 7araa. i would attempt to make him laugh or say jokes but usually he either did not react or just gave me a look that meant" SHARRRAP" haha So now knowing that about my dad let me start with what happened..

i love cerelac.. and before i even had lulu i would sometimes buy it and just make some and slurp away.. so one day i just felt like having cerelac and bought some. apparently it did not taste the way i used to and i didnt like it. So i didnt want to throw it away because growing up i was told any food u throw away will " yil7a2ek yowm al qiyama" ( follow u on judement day). so i imagined a huge bowl of ceralac running after me and me drowning in cerelac. so i put it in the fridge.. maye ill eat it later...

NExt day.. i wake up.. to see my dad sitting in the living room. with a troubled look on his face... i ask..

ME :"shu fee?" (whats wrong)

baba : EISH HADA IL FIL TAALAGEH???  fakarto humus 7atyt 3alieh zayt wa ghamastooo ( what was that in the fridge i added olive oil and had some thought it was humus)

ME : *DYing of LAUGHTER at this point ! BABA !! HADA CERELAAAAAAAAC!!! 

LOOOOOOOL so that my dears was the story of how my DAD ghamas CERELAC.

btw i have an idea... why dont you share your funny stories here as well? send me a funny story to my email and if i think its very funny ill draw an illustration for it starring you and i will post it here.. so you get to get a free cartoon of yourself and ofcourse you get to be feaured in my BLOJ :)

Monday, December 27, 2010

Funny Stories 1

So im in a silly mood and well i started remembering some really funny things that happened in my life and i thought maybe id share a few laughs. ofcourse one post would not be enough because a lot of hilarious things have happened in my life. So ill just divide it to more than one post

Story 1

many summers ago i was in jordan. And ofcourse jordan + summer = 10000 weddings & engagements! and me being single then i would attend them not only for the free food but because i was told that was the place to be to get (3rsaaan) (husbands) :P soo i was told to always make sure the camera man focuses on me and then ofcourse my hand that HAS NO RING ON IT! :S haha Truth is the camera man ALWAYS comes when i am laughing out loud or making a CRAZY face! i make faces when i talk and well in conclusion im sure people who watch the wedding tapes will ask who i was becaues i usually look a bit Seeeko seeeeekoooooooo

yeah that is not soo funny that is not my story.... The story is... so in jordan and 1000 weddings i was on my way to my friends engagment or  katb ktab party. she mentioned it was in abdoon. and that i would see lots of cars parked outside and i would hear the ZAFFEH! i was not sure where i was and my phone decided to DIE so i had to just figure it out for myself... 

i saw cars... HEARD zaffeh.. same area.. CHECK... CHECK.. i went in.. and apparently i entered the MALE PARTY ROOM.. i remember there was a shiekh there and it was just the most awkward moment i had to be lead into the ladies party... so well how embarassing.. i go in.. lots of woman clapping dancing.. the usual.. what was unusual was... i did not KNOW ANY1.. still being the slow person that i am.. i was convinced that maybe she invited all her family and only me from UNI so i just started clapping and waiting for the bride to come in... Lady standing next to me, who could have been the brides MOM.. so 
i say... " IT IS Doaas ENGAGEMENT right?"
 Lady's smile turned into a confused more serious look and said " NO its LINAS engagment"

Dino Runs Off... and that my dear readers was the story of how i went to a strangers engagement .. i even remember having a drink :P hahah

share your stories.. i will be posting more soon! :P

And regarding the cartoon.. i was about to post another story that was more relevant to this cartoon then i changed my post since my last post was already too smelly! haha so next time!

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Pooopie Disasters!

I am sorry i am posting an old cartoon i have been baking all day i made cheese and spinach fatayer. And ofcourse somehow i forget the pan is hot after i take it out and try to pick it up without a glove and now i am typing with major burns on my right hand. bravo ya dina ya fal7a

so i did no have time to draw a new illustration and my right hand ma7rooooga ( is burnt ) but the truth is even if i did illustrate something for this blog it would look pretty similar as we are in th same topic... poopies.. yes... as lulu would say "kkkkuhhh kaaaaaaa"

There was a time... before i got married.. when i was still not used to diaper changing. a time where i was so disgusted from the sink drain. You know how after you do he dishes you pull up your sleeve and pick up all the laghawees that are clogging up the drain. well there was a time i refused to do that because to me that was.. Ya3333ooooooo Ewwww 

i must say looking back i believe i was daloo3a! (acting spoilt) ! First day lulu was born.. she pooped into my hand. and then it got on my white shirt. and lets just say that was not the last time that happened. And now lulu is almost 2 years and i plan on potty training her as soon as she turns 2 and well for now it just gets more and more challenging to change her diapers! she refuses to sit down. Runs around and sometimes falls on her soiled (_/_) and well today was one of those days..
i washed lulu up threw away her poopie diaper and i thought that i did a pretty good job at poopie control! SO  she ran out of the bathroom and climbed on the bed ( no pampers on yet) jumping up and down and i noticed a little brown spot on the BED SHEEtS! LAAAAAAA2aa! but i cleaned her so well!!! until i noticed something even more horrifying... lulus FINGER was... the color.. of... yes. yes she apparently had put her finger in a very dark place lol

ne way.. sheets are in the wash.. finger situation under control.. and that my dear readers is just a glimpse of what i deal with now.. ya ma7laa il sink laghawees..

so im guessing this is a very smelly post :P

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Constant Fears, Worries, Questions..

I never used to worry this much before... i think the older you get the more your responsibilities the more your worries, your fears. I remember the many things i used to wonder about before i got married. The many questions i know have the answers to while i have more questions arising every single day.. 

 All my life i have been asking questions... 
Will i pass this course? Will i graduate? Will i ever get married? Will i ever meet "the One"? Where will i meet il HIM!? Will i get the Job?! 

Then i did get married and then i thought Will i be a good wife? Will i learn how to cook? Will i ever be a MOM?

then lulu arrived and now im thinking Am i good mom? Will i be able to raise her to grow up with no psychological problems! Will she grow up to be my best friend?

Now im thinking inshala if i ever do get more children.. will i ever be able to Manage??

I feel all those questions we ask.. eventually we do get our answers and things do work out for the best. And when things dont go as planned and we are disappointed. we get over it eventually. so i decided from today.. i will stop worrying. stop wondering. and awakal 3ala Allah. ( rely on Allah) He knows what is best and there is no use in worrying about things before they happen. No use in worrying about things that i can't change. Just Pray that God will bring what is best for all and accept that even the bad that happens is part of Gods plan for us. 

Thursday, December 23, 2010

I Frown when Skype is Down

So millions of skype users around the world simultaneously cursed at their computers thinking the problem was with the computer. then they assumed the connection was not so great.. only to find out that down all day! Click here for more info about what happened today.

So i started thinking of this program skype. Millions of users use it everyday to me its a daily routine. i wake up check if my mom or my mother in law is online and we skype.

it usually goes like this

Me : " ALoooo yummmaaa ALOO sam3aanii" ( Can u hear me)

Mom : AAAH bas fesh SOORA" ( yes but there is no IMAGE showing

Me : 6ayeb 6ayebb irja3ee 2a3malee restart ( restart skpe)

Mom : 2eish eissh 2a3maal? (what what do i do)

Me : ikbeseee il muraba3 il a7mar wa sakreee wa irja3ee ifta7eee (press the red box)

Mom : fesh muraba3 wayn aroooo7 ( there is no red box)

Me : *bangs head on computer

a few minutes later.....

Mom : aaaah hayoo hayooooo ( i found it)

*suddenly picture appears with... NO SOUND... yee 3alieeenaaaa

eventually my mother did get the hang of Skype but this also happens with my mother in law, and its so funny and its not because they dont know how to use skype but it sometimes gets stuck .:P

At first i used to look in the mirror and fix myself up a bit before letting ppl see my crazy morning hair and funny PJ'S with cows and sheep all over them. Then i realized that i wont be able to pull it off if i skype everyday!

So after a few skype calls i just don't want to get all dressed up at home . I know skype makes you feel like whoever is talking to you is in your home but still its ok i choose to wear my comfy PJS. I can never manage to get the house clean so whoever is talking to me will accept that the house is messy in the morning before i take care of the lulu tornado. She is like the little tazmanian devil cartoon. you know how he just goes around in circles ruining everything he passes by! AARGH

So mostly everyone wants to skype now to see lulu do her new dance moves or talk her cute talk. No one does that for me! I have a few good dance moves * dino does robotic dance and attempts to do the micheal jackson moonwalk... *somebody laughs...

HEY! not funny :P

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Thocooootaaaaataaaa yummy

thocotata.. is what lulu calls "chocolate".. she sometimes wakes up in the morning and the first thing she says is " THOCOTATA" continuously and this goes on for a few minutes.. i cant say i am surprised as her mommy is a chocoholic and ofcourse i too think of thocotata when i wake up. Sometimes i am too lazy to get out of bed and i remember that the day before we bought the yummiest chocolate croissants and i just jump out of bed!

click here to hear my lulu saying thocotata

This is something that took my hubby a while to adjust to. For a while i think he didnt realize how intense my chocolate cravings can get. I remember once he asked

Huzbandee : " Meen bit7ubi aktar ana wala il chocolata?" ( who do you love more me or chocolate?")

Me : silence * looks down shuffling feet *

Huzbandee : shocked look on face that i still did not answer the simple question.

Me : The beauty of this world is that i will never have to make this choice. *runs off before she gets another challenging question

I love chocolate so much... i will write a poem now on the spot...

THocotata Thocotata i love you with all heart..(my galb)
Without you there is no sun.. darkness in a room with a burnt light bulb
You bring me joy and sometimes make me fat
But its okay i still love you inspite of all of that

You complete me and are always there in times of stress
And most of all you are there when us woman have PMS
Oh no.. i dont think i will fit in my new dress
Maybe ill go to the gym or ill just play Chess! :P

P.S. i made that cake and it looks better than it tasted :S haha well it was not that bad but it was a bit dry! i love moist chocolate cakes.. *drools

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Old Blogging Days!

wow.. i just spent the past hour going through my old posts and its like reading my diary. it brought back smiles and tears and its like reliving memories. I dont even remember how i started but for sure i never thought then that i would be blogging for the next 5 years! this pic i posted is a screen shot of the FIRST i ever got on my first post .. a SPAM msg.. that i actually replied to because i had no idea it was SPAM lol love the anonymous comment here.

Anyway.. so much to say.. i used to write and hardly anyone read my posts so i just wrote anything i felt like writing. Soon i had followers and people i know from real life started reading my blog and i love that i love having readers. what i dont love is that this causes a lot of necessary DRAMA! like i post some random thought and the next day i find someone m2ate3ni and does not want to talk to me anymore :S I am generally an open person.. for EX... i shared my life with my readers. the good the bad, the sad and ofcourse the CRAZY . some say i share too much and that i shouldnt and now i try to keep my blogs more general and not personal. i shared my 3ersan stories and fears.

I feel like i found myself here. after blogging for a while i decided to try illustrating cartoons for my posts and stories and that was when i introduced my famous "Bagoora". who is actually my imaginary cow friend who is there for me always. the story behind the cow love is here.

Made me realize that i love illustrating and now i am working on becoming better in animations as well.

Bagoora was a big hit.. lots of fans and followrs loved her.. but i admit once i got married i broke her heart and she found herself a husband 6owr.

Looking back at the events that happened in the past 5 years. i started this blog single, depressed and jobless. then i found a job and in 2007 got married. this was a funny blog i wrote in my single days on how i felt then :P i also shared how it was like to be a newly wed with my cooking adeventures ( burns, slips in the kitchen).

I also shared my sadness as well.. a 3 years ago my dad had a stroke and i thank all my blog readers for standing by me with thier prayers. never underestimate how simple kind words can affect another person. Al hamdulilah he is stable now.

Neway so then i shared my wedding with you all.. then i blogged while i was pregnant updating everyone on my pregnancy and drawing cartoons of how i imagined lulu with a poem for each post :)

And now i am sharing my experience being a new mom and sharing my stories with lulu :) my now 20 month year old daughter! Wow lulu will be 2 soon! i admit i stopped blogging for a while as i was overwhelmed with being a new mother but now i am back on track ! will 2agrefkum with my blog posts and cartoons! working on an animation right now..

So in conclusion.. i feel deciding to blog has been the best decision i ever made... i have gotten to know a lot of amazing people like Abed who is funny and only speaks (jawaher) also very active on twitter

Kinzi a person who makes your heart all warm and fuzzy.
Ola with her lovely posts
Maioosh who is an amazing person, a new mom like me now who is married to another blogger Qwaider. Not to forget to mention mr Abulsharif and his batata tree.
Halawa who is the most hilarious person to tweet with :P Other ppl i have followed for a long time areMqabbani, KJ ( who has an amazing photography blog as well), Mzaher ( my old friend from uni and brother of one of my best friends who is like a sis to me which makes him technically my brother ). Other cool people i got to know a little are Malaget Ghaseel , SimSim , Damdoom.

Lots who used to comment here i still remember but they no longer have blogs. Im sorry if i forgot to mention people i am sure i have. Thank you all for making this blog possible. If i didnt have followers or readers i probably would have never come this far :)

Thank you all.. Group Hug.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Plenty of fish in the Sea?

So we all have heard the " plenty of fish in the sea" metaphor at some point in our life. And i must say yes there are a lot of fish in the sea but there are also a lot of fish that are now extinct. And sometimes the fish you find is a rare fish that is not found very often. So when someone is depressed or just feels like they lost someone special. Don't use this metaphor to make them feel better. imagine you are out fishing and just caught a really huge and rare fish! you are so happy and suddenly it jumps out of your hand and back in the sea. There are a lot of fish in in the sea is not what you want to hear right away.

There could be a lot of fish in the sea but unless if you are aiming on having mermaid children that is not a comforting thought. So.. instead i will say to all those amazing single ladies out there looking for their special fishie .. you dont need to go fishing. because usually you will be disappointed as the fish you thought you caught, after pulling at it so hard turns out to be a big "kundara"(shoe). So just live your days as they come don't try to make things happen and let Gods plan take action because He knows what is best. There are a lot of good people out there and some actually dont even smell like fish :P

Saturday, December 18, 2010


omg omg omg... galbi... i cant explain the feeling.. never been so scared in my life! I was in the bathroom about to take a shower... and i heard lulu cough outside. my hubby was outside so i thought he was with her. apparently she was in the room alone and CHOKING!!! i ran out like hysterically only to find she is still CHOKING! i had no idea what she was choking on! and i DID NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO! i heard you should flip your kid upside down or put your finger in to try to get what she is choking on. And well i know kids will choke on things and will always put things in their mouths but this time it was a long choke! And in that half a minute i felt so helpless and scared. like my world could end in a second.My hubby was there too and glad he was calmer than be because i was screaming my head off like a scene from an egyptian movie where the lady is screaming as her house is collapsing.

So anyway.. finally she is either swallowed it or spit it out and i just started crying.all i can say is al hamdulilah. and i got an answer to a question i always wondered about. well growing up hearing stories about judgement day and how we all are goin to be butt naked! i used to think omg so won be stare at each other ? wont we feel weird... answer is... you wont even notice because you will be so FREAKED OUT!

and i remember choking many times and once some lady came to me and started pulling my ears down! i was like then not only choking. but choking and CONFUSED! Another time i was at my cousins house and thier maid saw me choking and started moving my arms up and down as if i was flying or like she is trying to turn me into an old water pump where water will suddenly start coming out of my mouth like a water fountain. Maybe those acts were based on some researches or studies but i just was confused. As confused as i was when i bumped my head in school and they had a pievce of bread on my head to stop the swelling. heard ( batata) poatatoes stop swelling as well. So good thing in those edible remedies you can use them and then eat them :P ya3ooo :P

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Funny Animals A MUST SEE!

the giraffes are my favorites !! LOVE THIS! And reminds me of the time i got bit by a squirrel! i dont know how many have been bitten by a squirrel but im sure there are not many out there! I cant say i didnt expect it. these things only happen to meeeee. so incase if you are amused by squirrels like me. i used to live in kuwait jordan and dubai.. a squirrel is not an animal you see running around. you will see lots of camels and maybe stray cats. omg reminds me of egypt&jordanand the stray cats there! they are like a little cat mob that wait for you to open the door and then gather like they are in line for bread or 2a6ayef in ramadan! some have a missing foot or a missing tail or eye... i sometimes feed them because i am afraid of the consequences!

Anyway i keep jumping from subject to subject.. so moral of the story if you want to feed a squirrel do not pose for a picture while you do it. the squirrel will not like waiting and ofcourse it would be a great idea to actually have something they actually eat instead of a nutshell u picked up from the floor :S i just wanted it to come my way... i guess the squirrel didnt like that i fooled him either.


The New Facebook Layout ($hi2 Happens)

" im GLAD COWS dont FLY" :P

anyway speaking of cows. bagoora sends her love and wonders if you guys still remember her. i feel i have lost most of my followers since i stopped posting as much. but if she still has fans i will update you with a cartoon of her news and new baby 6owr.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Kol she kan 3assal law inek makleh bassal

When its freezing cold.. and you dont drive in AMreeka pretty much most of my time is spent online or watching tv. means i will be able to blog more i guess :) i must say its like i am drawn to the couch if i get up im sure the couch seat is now molded to the shape of my .. back :S so ne way... i find myself getting drawn to watching tv show after tv show. drawn to them like a moth to a flame. and i know its not good. that i should get up and read a book or do something more useful. but i say there is always 2moro. today i came across this Jordanian video and this proves that Jordanians can be funny too!

breaks the stereotype that jordanians have no sense of humor. in this song " bitkhooneeeni" one of the verses he says " kol shee kan 3assal law inek makleh bassal"
( everything was honey although you had onions) :S translating always sounds weird.

ne way.. reminded me of myself. i had a sandwich the other day that i thought dint have that much onions in it. only to find out hours later by my poor hubby that i have been talking with bassal (onion) breath for the past few hours hahaha he was kind enough to not tell me at first but then i felt he couldnt take it ne more

*dino bites thumet na3 na3 & gargles with mouth wash..

mar777777aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa bah... *hubby faints.. ok maybe no more onions EVER :S

i promise to blog more and maybe draw a new cartoon if i stop being a lazy bummmm

Friday, November 19, 2010

Mommy Drama :S

So let me give you an idea of how it is like to shop and go out with a toddler. You know growing up you see kids in malls having tantrums and you were the one giving the "OMG what a spoilt kid glare??" well i never thought i would be on the other side of the "ja7ra" (glare)! lulu is almost 2 years old and this age is called "the terrible twos" for a reason! she starts crying and having tantrums in public when she wants something.. refuses to sit in the stroller.. i end up letting her get out and start running after her in the mall. then when its time to eat. she refuse to BE FED. and wants to EAT on her own.. since she has not been eating AT ALL and i am desperately hoping she would eat i give her a spoon and SPLAT SPLAT. in my face & on the floor. on her clothes.. O O on my clothes too.. ya faer7eteeee... (oh my joy :P)... 15 minutes later.. after what seemed to be an unintentional food fight i look around and the there is more food getting all over the place than in her mouth.. so i take away the spoon.... she is not eating at this point just laghwesing :P (making a mesS)


People trying to have dinner... start looking in our direction... i give out embarrassed smiles and try to comfort lulu without taking away the smile from my face. GOD FORBID they think im a psycho angry muslim mom who invoked this tantrum by a slap on the face. i look at lulu and give her the " BITE MY LIP" NO NO dont do that look! my lip will start to bleed before she starts reacting to any of my facial expressions!

i start getting memories of that kid i saw years ago when i was invited for dinner at a family friends house ages ago. this kid actually PEED on the hosts carpet!! Back then i remember thinking what kind of mother raises a kid to PEE on peoples carpets! its like anything your kid does reflects on you as a parent! i remember this other 8 year old kid would come and spit at me and i just wanted to smack her in the FACE! she was in that most annoying age that i dread and i really hope i never have to deal with peeing on carpets or spitting on others! i will start applying more discipline and watching more of the "THE NANNY"

Anyway so when i go grocery shopping with lulu i usually put her in the trolley and give her something to distract her. recently my choice was not very wise. i gave her a lollipop...yes unhealthy i know.. but chances r she will not eat a broccolli and mommy needed to get things done! she was not crying now but when i looked at her she was all sticky and just by touching her i felt like my hands could have gotten glued to her face! She also has a habit of taking of her shoes and usually strangers run after me with her shoe or blanket saying " MAAM MAAM u dropped this" and ofcourse my intense case of scatter brain has gotten worse after becoming a mom. i just feel 2 hands are not enough! wish i was an octopus :S juggling errands all day

not to mentioned the times i dont realize lulu had taken something from a shop as she loves to poke around drops things and picks up things from stores, either chews on something and i have to buy it or she takes it without me noticing so when i go out of the store it you hear " BEEP BEEP" an ALARM goes offf and ofcourse who else but the HIJAAABI that same woman who beat up her kid earlier in the food court. haha LOVVELLLY just what i needed....

Another uncalled for GLARE.... they probably think im part of a 3esabaaa ( gang) that teaches thier kids to shoplift at a young age :P

i tend to put some bags on the back of the stroller most of the time. and usually when i take lulu out of the stroller i forget to take them off. so she runs off and the stroller falls back on the floor and today on top of all that one of the bags i had got TORN so there were random strangers picking up my stuff and i just felt OMG everything happens all at once... :S DRAMA

i should stop caring what people think.. but i admit in the States i am extra self conscious because of hijab. i find myself giving out extra smiles and about to skip around to show that i am not a terrorist.. im a happy person.. la lalalalalalala... i might come off as a weirdo though :P


Saturday, November 13, 2010

Eid Mubarak

EID is almost here! Can you imagine? If you think time passes by fast now wait till you have kids! its freaky how fast kids grow ! One day you are waking up for night feeding the next you are waking you for night TEETHING ! Before you know it your baby is running around the house and climbing on furniture as you run after her like a crazy frantic mommy yelling "DIDDA DIDDAH" the famous baby threat of im going to spank you! i never do. which is why this "DIDA" threat never works. which makes me realize i should think of another strategy :S

Lulu has started climbing up on drawers and on chairs and pretty much anything she can climb on. I wish the house was like those huge kid jumping castles where you would just sit and relax as your kid jumps around. knowing in your heart she wont bump into the table corner or the wall or flip of the couch or or or or .. endless disturbing possibilities. *twitches * biting nails

So back to EID! i wish we could make our EID more fun! look at how lovely Christmas & halloween decorations are ! Cant we like decorate a PALM tree or something . hang little sheep in the house. maybe give out little cute sheep shaped cookies.

EID MUBARAK to all & i promise to try to post more often

(translation of cartoon : let me introduce you to my wife "FLU" who is the reason its called the "BIRD FLU"! ( sheep trying desperately to give us reasons not to slaughter him this EID)

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


Ever since i was a kid i used to wish that i could go to Disneyland. Even when i didnt know what to expect there i just knew it was my dream. Growing up watching disney cartoons, donald duck ( i do a similar voice too :P ) mickey mouse and ofcourse all the princesses. Seeing all those characters growing up makes you feel like you know them and that they are real. I know they are cartoons but as soon as you enter disneyworld this feeling of entering a dream overcomes you. And then you see snowwhite who was short btw next to the dwarfs since they were the same height :P they werent real dwarfs, and you see winnie the pooh and tiger and all those characters!

You look and see the castle that you have always seen in the disney cartoons. EXACTLY like it is is the cartoons! The balloon man walking holding a bunch of mickey shaped colorful balloons and for a moment you really think he will float off because in this land everything is possible.

As you walk you see parades with people singing spreading happiness and smiles. i stood there watching a parade next to a jewish family and as i stood there with people from all around the world with different nationalities and religions sharing the joy. we were all peacefully watching the disney characters sing. No war. just pixie dust and disney music. why cant the real world just be more like disney world?!

I looked around and saw kids so excited to see thier favorite characters standing in long lines ! like the que stand in for bread or 2a6ayef in ramadan ! they would give them hugs so tight and i really could feel the happiness all around. While i was there i felt like all my troubles and worries were locked in a box outside of disney.

I feel like somehow i entered a cartoon and just hearing the disney songs play all day was just WOW.. well you would think lulu had a blast. but i think i had more fun.

*dino does dabkeh dance with mickey & donald duck

i felt like a child again. i wanna live in disney world.

here is a video that brought back childhood memories. enjoy

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Getting Old

i was asked he other day when i graduated from university.. and i hesitates before i said "i went into uni 11 years ago!!" just saying it made it a reality and i just never felt those 11 years pass by! i mean some memories feel so recent like it was 2 to 3 years ago but its actually 11 and counting. and ofcourse i am not getting any younger. i am now 28 years old and i dont consider myself old but its just that i know time passes by so fast and before i know it another 10 years will pass and then another 10 and im 50 years old and i look back at my life and wonder how i got here so fast!

i am 28 and already i feel after delivery like my body has been hit by a hurricane. its like one baby and back pain has never left me. its like i get up and i sound like a grandma. " akhh dahrriii" i feel that by the end of the day i dont have any energy left. i worry about what will happen after 3 kids! its like pregnancy, delivery and motherhood sucks the life out of you and ur body no longer responds to you. id be sitting on the couch.. and the something is on the floor.. and in my head i say " goomi ya marra"... silence... "GOOMEE yalaaa" no reaction..

i think as the years pass by.. the stronger the effect of gravity is on ur body.. its like everything is heading down lol and you will likely get laghaleegh... you will expand in ways you never knew possible.. you notice stretch marks.. wrinkles.. white hair and one day you will look in the mirror and think "WHO IS THIS PERSON?"before you know it your children will grow up and have thier own grandchildren and you will be a GRANDMA! i still cant get over being called " KHALTO" :S

with time u start needing more and more medications. to control cholesterol diabetes.. your memory gets worse.. your hearing gets worse... you need alarms to remind you to take the medications and you need hearing aids to hear the alarm! :S

i think i will never get over the shock of seeing ur friends kids or baby sisters after a few years.. and suddenly they are grown ups!! my friends son was so tiny and cute and i used to hold him and play with him. that was when he was 3 or 4.... last time i saw him.. he had facial hair! and sounded like a "3amo"! i just can never get over that... how fast ppl grow.. how fast we grow.. and i just wish that by the time im really old i look back at my life and feel i accomplished something
that affected the world somehow. i want to be remembered. i want to make a difference.

Monday, September 27, 2010

i am a mazar

wow.. its been a year an half of already.i still remember running out of the bathroom with the pregnancy test shocked to see the 2 LINES! i ran to to my dads nurses and said "IS THAT TWO LINES" they were like " YES YES start jumping with pilipeeno joy! i remember the first time that i realized that the big belly/karsh was actually not a happy meal that moves but an actual human being and then the freaking out started of realizing that I WILL BE A MOM! thinking that yes i love kids but that i never was left with a kid alone. let alone a newborn. a little tiny helpless fragile baby! ofcourse then the real freaking out began when my waterbroke as i was on facbeook. i actually UPDATEd my states. "my water broke" lol

Labor pain people. *twitches* is NOT at all as described by anyone above the age of 40. those people are bionic. all my aunts told me contractions are like period pain. one of them said she was delivering and did not feel IT!? that she went to a doctors CHECK UP and he said.. " 3am btuwledi? hay ras il walad" (ur delivering i can see ur sons head) LOL for a long time after this stor i was worried i would be in a mall and i would not notice that im delivering! DO NOT LISTEN TO THESE WOMAN! when you are in LABOR you will KNOW! when you DELIVER u WILL KNOW!

So yes days pass by so fast. and things get easier.. cant say easy. but easier. i mean at the hospital i had a nervous breakdown. all my hormones all over the place. feeling that i will never be able to be a good mother. i mean even breastfeeding had techniques :S i felt like there was a test i had to pass before i went home with little lulu. i mean even driving a car needs a license. dont we need a licence to be mothers?! so well then motherhood began for me. and its not what i imagined. its full of surprises and adventures. i forgot how it feels like to have time for myself. i forgot what it felt like to sleep as much i wanted. to go to the movies. to take a long bath or shower. wait to take a shower :P hehe just kidding i do manage to do that now :S

some days you get so tired.. u just feel omg.. im going to collapse... a mothers job never ends. morning u wake up. change diaper.. make milk.. trip on toys.. pick up toys.. notice spilt milk in kitchen.. clean kitchen.. lulu wants breakfast. wont eat.. dance for lulu to eat.. still wont eat.. eat lulus food.. make another option.. put laundry in washing machine. take out laundr from dryer. cheerios all over carpet.. thank u lulu... vaccume cheerios. time for nap.. will not nap unless u have ur feet in my face? ok sure.. do u have to pinch me soo hard.. okay.. anything just PLEASE sleep.. oh my... did i fall asleep too! there goes my hour to do anything i wanted to do.. lunch time.. min shaan ALLAH ya LULU EAT something.. " coooookiee cookiee .. thocotata"

" no mama no chotata. no cookiee.. koli real food"

yes i am to blame for the chocoholicness

but then again... lulu eating tabeekh ...not happening.

"BAyneee" "ddooowaaa" (barney &dora) thoose my dears are ur best friend after motherhood. because if u need a few minutes for urslef cartoons like this are what will keep ur baby busy. and beleive it or not when i saw barney in the mall i myself was o excited! its like seeing a famous actor! i sing along all the kids songs on tv. even when she sleeps the tv is always on the kids channel. but i admit that at time i just cant hear anymore barney.. his voice gets on my nerves.. his laugh.. i feel like i want to choke his purple neck.. oh did i say that out loud.. :s

oo oo.. i forgot to cook.. runs to kitchen. trying cooks something quickly.. spills some rice on the floor.. lulu comes starts picking on rice and playing with garbage.. " lulu NO NO" what is that in ur hand? "walek min wayn jibtteeeee" usually its something she should not be munching on. dinner is ready.. kitchen is a mess.. lulu made a poopie.. time for diaper change. dont even remind me of potty training that is something i am delaying.. along with the pacifier tawdee3!

oh what time is it 8 pm? lulu lets take a bath now. thank u for the tara6eeesh.. runs after naked lulu in the house waving diaper.. yala mama yyallaaa... finally caught lulu. pjs on after running after her again.

bedtime.. yes time for meeee... yaala lulu lets sleep! do u have to use my arm as ur pillow? okay anything to make u sleep.. finally lulu is asleep... but wait im sleepy too.. no me time... inshala 2moro i wont be this tired... *faints

ok yes motherhood is tiring and it a lot of work. but in the end of the day. i would do it all over again becasue there are moments that are so precious and wonderful that make all the pain and trouble go away. well not all but at least it makes it better. like seeing how much ur baby loves u. gives u random kisses and hugs. all the cute things kids do. awww... there is soo much love...

i must admit that even when lulu is naughty she is too cute.. and believe it or not now when i see tiny babies i get the baby fever again.. i miss holding a tiny baby. hehe but wait dont start any rumors.. when i am ready.. not just yet... u know

but how how how do people have more than 1 kid and have a life?

a maid.. a nanny.. i guess... that is the plan.. the dream

*dino has vision of herslef skipping in garden holding hand with maid :P

Sunday, August 29, 2010

The Other Side

First of all let me start by saying Ramadan Kareem to everyone. i am sorry i dont blog as much as i used to but life is busy with lulu and even busier when ur fasting. First Ramadan in the US and its a LOooong Day. iftar around 8:15 pm now 7:55pm. i was thinking a lot about my previous post and i feel i was not very fair and i spoke about all the good in the states and didn't mention any bad and maybe even sounded like i was looking down on the Middle East. so let me start by apologizing to anyone who was offended or got that feeling because that was not the intention at all. I have lived all my life in the Middle East and i love a lot of things about it and i also hate a lot of things. Its normal and no matter where you are there is good an bad.

And all my life i grew up with this wrong idea about the states and maybe coming here and seeing that its not like what i had in mind is what made me react this way. i used to think i would come here and ppl would curse me and throw stuff at me cause i wear the headscarf. i thought people would just give me death looks and treat me bad cause of my hijab. i was surprised to see that they were friendly and even complement me on my headscarf all the time.

I still know that there are alot that judge me and are uncomfortable around me and just because they smile in my face does not mean they want to befriend me. Some smile because they dont want to piss me off cause i could be a possible "terrorist". I know that when lulu cries people look at me as if i just hit her. I dont want them to love me. as long as i am respected that is more important to me.

Today i was in the elevator. a black man entered the elevator. he was staring at me with his bloodshot eyes. smiling and murmuring something. lots of people murmur and talk to themselves here. usually the homeless ones. some scream out things to you and well you should usually ignore them. anyway. this guy stood there. with only me and him in the elevator. staring and said. " Ur so beautiful" and came closer. i freaked out. i felt unsafe. scared. a fear i have never felt before. memories of the story i read earlier about the NY cab muslim driver that was slashed came to my mind. i started reading quran in my head. he wanted to shake my hand. i didnt know what to do. i wanted to pull my hand away but i was too late. he held my hand tightly and pulled it towards his face and KISSED IT a very sloppy ya3333 kisss ! ii could not have been happier to hear the "TINGGG" sound of the elevator reaching the floor i get off at! i rushed out the door and pushed lulus stroller so fast i think i woke her up from her nap. i could still feel spit on my hand! EWWW!

My point is. i admit that no matter how friendly people can be i know that i dont feel safe. its not like walking down the street in the UAE. I turn on the news and everyday you hear about a SHOOTING or homicide. a hit and run. you see a man selling drugs right around the corner by the house. You see drunk homeless ppl in the street. you see things you dont see in the middleast and i miss that feeling in the middle east. Safety. well at least SAFER.

my husband also brought to my attention that every time he traveled to the states without me no one stopped him for an extra hand search and full bag search. it was only when i travel with him that they choose us randomly for and extra "regular" procedures.

i was walking down the street and i saw an old lady trip and fall as she was passing the street. she bumped her head and could not move. she layed there on the floor on the side of the street. ppl gathered and called the paramedics. Saddest thing i have ever seen. how helpless she layed there
her old hands shaking. her groceries on the floor.. actually she had bought 2 packs of cookies.
I admired how the policeman that arrived spoke to her and told her she would be okay. she held on to his hand so tightly with a smile on her face. she caressed her face and kept holding on to his hand. he kept saying " i aint goin no where you'll be okay maam". all this time she had a smile on her face. a smile so wide. like she has not had this much attention in so long. a smile that held so many words. made me realize that yes you might see a lot of handicapped people in the street, you might see many old ladies pushing a small cart with their groceries when they can barely walk. walking to the supermarket alone. walking home alone. i used to see that as a positive thing and yes it is good that old people should not all be put in homes and just give up on life. but in the middleast most our elderly people are not the ones going to buy the groceries because they have children or grandchildren who would do that for them. i cant imagine my gradnma goin to buy groceries onher own! they would not be pushing their electronic wheelchairs to the supermarket but would be taken care of. yes of course there are always exceptions here and there.

I miss the sound of adan. i miss the good arabic food. shawerma. fatayer. esepcially in Ramadan. you want to eat REAL food! crunchy cheese samboosa.... tabuleh... ma7sheee wara2 3inaab... ya salamm *drooling... finding mulookhiye was an event here for me!!!

when i walk in the streets here i see all sorts of things... things i would never have seen in the arab world. some amusing. some disturbing. i admire how they are confident and how they speak thier mind. i love how they just say what is on their mind. how they hold doors for each other. how they do whatever they want without thinking who is going to say what. but i admit sometimes its just.. weird... when you see a really fat lady dancing in the street with a box on her head saying " vote for mayor blabla" while she shakes her booty wearing really tight tights exposing layer and layers of blubber ..

you see women wearing barely anything with shorts i can used as head bands for lulu. you see gay men walking like they are on a catwalk with full make up hand in hand with thier "lover". you see a dog liking his owners face while he talks and actually probably swallowed all the dog slobber and spit. you see a lot of things some funny. som weird. some disturbing.

what im tryin to say here. there is good. and there is bad. i wish we took the good. like those great educational kid shows and books that you never see on tv or in book shops. A nice hello how is your day, have a good day. Salam Alikom for a change instead of glaring at each other from head to toe without a smile even. I am willing to make a change in myself. i want to take for the good that i have seen here and thank God that we don't have all the bad i have seen.

You also hear things like a church burning the Holy Quran & 70 % of the votes against building the Ground Zero Mosque close to where the twin towers are.And yes i am sure that there are a lot of people who dont support this. but truth is there are alot that do.

Just because someone did something wrong in the name of islam does not mean ISLAM is to blame for mistakes individuals make! I remember hearing more than one story about priests being pedophiles and molesting children. Does that mean i blame christianity? Does that mean all christians are like that? Does that mean you dont take you children to church or build anymore churches? NO when things like that happen you blame the person and not the religion. Stop blaming ISLAM and muslims all around the world for mistakes they did not make. And know that many muslims died on sep 11th.

My hubby brought to my attention.. now with the floods and crisis in Pakistan.. the donations and is aids are so slow in comparison to the Haiti earthquake donations..

these are thought i should have addressed in my previous post as well. and now i feel i have said both sides and i surely will miss a lot in the US and i there is also a lot that i will not miss.

Al Hamdulilah & Sorry this was long.

Wednesday, August 04, 2010

why i love amreeka

so i am back in the states and will be here for ramadan inshala.. fasting will be hard cause the days are so long here but al hamdulilah. Ramadan is about being with family and that is why im glad we are together here.

Now let me start about my love for amreeka... lots ask me.. what do you love so much about america? well its not just america. its not that love america because its america. i got this same feeling in london & scotland. This feeling of being free of society "3u2ad". before you become judegemental and analyze that sentence in your own way let me explain further. in the arab world i feel lots of things are frowned upon and they are not necessarily wrong. i am not talking about people being too free and openminded and walking around exposing thier blubber or another form of cheeks that is supposed to be be under the bantaloon! i am talking about being setting yourself free from " he said/she said/what will they say?" thinking. here in the states pretty much everyone does what they wants and no one really cares! you will find weird people walking around in thier PJ's, or barefoot, or with punk hairstyles and what i respect most about what ihave seen in this side of the world! is that people who are handicapped are SEEN everwhere and live a NORMAL life.. i dont remember the last time i saw a handicapped person working in the middleeast! i feel there if someone has a deformity or is handicapped even if its a slight handicap they hide. like its something to be ashamed of. you dont see them shopping, working or in the street! its sad.. this is how is should be.

here they find jobs. they live a normal life a life they can never have in the arab world because there they will always be seen as handicapped.

i love how people are so friendly. they open doors and always say things like " have a good day" " have a good one" and when they pass out compliments to strangers. i got many compliments on my HIJAB believe it or not! its just here you feel like you are a human being.

dont get me wrong i do see the bad side as well. but that doesnt mean i cant see the good. i love this feeling of being in a place where not everything is frowned upon and unaccepted. we grew up feeling that appearances are everything. i was told i was "dabdooba" (fatso), four(eyed) as a kid by some ppl although iwas never really fat i was just a bit chubby. so we grow up with so many comments like that in our heads making our self esteem get lower by the second. you will say this is also found inthe US.. yes ofcourse. but i feel there is an awareness here especially by parents and they treat thier kids in a way that they make them grow up to be very confident and independant.

i saw a very unattractive saggy and wrinkly lady in the street who was wearing a very revealing top. she was talking to a man saying " they are all jealous of me".... ok .. this woman is either in denial.. or just VERY CONFIDENT.. some people you wonder where they bring all that confidence!

anyway.. my point is.. from my expereince in amreeka. i feel more like a human being here. i feel like i am not worried what people will think of me. like if lulu ran in the park and i wanted to run after her. i would not look around to see if there is a group of old anties whispering things like " shoofi hal majnooneh hay".. yes i like to do crazy things sometimes and i dont like to be judged.

oh and ofcourse... not to forget... the best cupcakes ever created on earth.... georgetown cupcakes... *faints

and target... the place where you can find anything u need..

and ofcourse....... ben & jerry icecream..

i <3 amreeka.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

my flight to al GORDON

So as soon as i enter the plane. and next to me is a lady that looks extremely exhausted carrying what i thought was a bag on her chest. and 3 hyper kids sitting next to her. as soon as i sat down she started complaing to me. saying. " hatha 6ayaran mush nafe3! mush mka3deena kolnajamb ba3d" so i assumed hes husband was in the second aisle. but well she said" hay ibni la7alo warah"

*WIDE EYES* ibnek ( if i was drinking water now it would have bazagt-ha out of my mouth)

side note : what i thought was a bag on her chest was a month old BABY! so small that you cant even see HIM!

so in total.. this lad had 5 kids. and is travelling ALONE!

i asked : liesh ma 3indik khadameh? keef bt2dareee????

she replied " JoWzeeee ma bido khadameh li2no rijaal mutadayen wa ma byakhud ra7toh fil bayt!!!!!!!wa bido lisa kaman walaaadd"!!!

omg?! and me i a thinking how do ppl manage with 2 kids without a maid!!!

she obviously was so exhausted and mutdamra. and i cant blame her. i also felt sorry for her eldest girl who is 5 years old! because she doesnt have a maid she makes her daughter help take care of her brothers.

for ex. many timeso n the flight she would say " roo7i shakheeekheee akhoooki fil 7ammaam"
how disturbing is that? her brother is like 9 months younger than her and she took him to the bathroom and seemed to have done this many times before! even when lulu ran away from my la on the plane she came to me with lulu saying " khalto hay bintik"

so i sit there hearing her complain about her life and how she would love to "zet wa7ad feehum" if not " zethum kolhum" !! ofcourse she spilt all sorts of drinks 3alay. and i could here her kids zinoo every 2 secs " yummmmaaa btilkli3 il 6ayaaara" "yammma hab6a6 il 6ayarah" " yammaaa hatha il talafezyooon fee 2al3aab" yammmaaa yaama yamma

they offered lulu some marshmallows with CHOCOLATE SYRUP... and u can imagine manzareee and weyaha. full of chocolate ( note to self - DONT WEAR WHITE EVER AGAIN)

so in conclusion... i dont believe children is a responsiblity that is only on the mother. its both parents! and it is unfair in marraige that man only thinks about his "raa7aaa" and neglects how tiring it is to take care of kids!women should not just keep getting children when they cant hadnle them till they reach a point where they believe thier life is over because of thier kids and start bottling up anger and rage that eventually come out on the kids. who grow up with major psychological problems.

2aall wa shooooooooo wa hiyeh taking care of all these kids and takes them to school and bitdaressss wa bit7ammem he comes and complains that she is ignoring his rights as a husband and bu3ud bitwa7am 3ala 6abkhaaaat!!!!

i just go frustrated.. and i had to share. havent blogged in a while guess gordon inspired me!

Saturday, April 24, 2010

A7lam ru3ub

you wake up with a huge " GASP". something woke you up. you just were so deep in sleep you just dont know what it was. could be your neighbors dog/cat. it could have been the AC making weird sounds. Could be your husband snoring a snore that was out of rhythm. it takes you a minute to gather your thoughts and think straight and realize where you are. you actually woke up everyone in the house because apparently u were screaming like a maniac. and you dont even remember what you are so afraid of.

i wake up byt the slightest sound and usually my dream is mixed up with reality and it takes me a minute to realize im actually screaming. sometimes i talk and say things like " BISMILLAAAAAH" my poor sister used to suffer. i remember jumped on top of her in the middle of the night screaming " BISMILLAA in her face" i think she still has nightmares abt that night lol

now my poor husband has to suffer. ofcourse now with lulu my worries are 100 times worse. i always wake up thinking the pillow in my hand is lulu. or that she has the cover on her face. i sometimes even talk to him like he is lulu and pull him away from the edge of the bed 3ashan ma yuw2a3. thinking he is lulu and she will fall off the bed.

i am a seeko seeeko seeko. i dont know how to control something i am not even aware of. usually i dont even remember. the next day my husband would be like " yesterday sara3ateeeni at night"

the funniest is when you have a dream and you feel its so real and you actually "bti7radee" get pissed off about it and act upon as if it was a reality. like once i dreamt a girl had a fight with me the next day in uni i gave her attitude. and my poor husband has to deal with my mood swings :P

im sure he hopes i have happy dreams :P

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Happy Birthday Lulu

i didnt manage to make a cartoon for this lovely occasion but i managed to make a birthday cake :)
its hard to believe that one year ago i was in the hospital screaming my head off for the epidural! which they refused to give me till the last hour ! i dont know why they say its " al waja3 al mansee" " the forgotten pain" because a year later and i still remember that pain was intolerable!

but ofcourse lulu is my world. she is worth everything. her laugh and kisses just make my heart melt. today she emptied a box of cheerios on the kitchen floor. but it was sooo cute how she laughed right after cause she knew she did something wrong.

Happy Birthday Lulu! Allah ykhaleeli iyaki wa ofcourse remembering lulu i have to mention her baba who makes us complete. Lulu is Daddy's girl and We both love you ya lulu so much

*group hug
*lulu is squished between um il lool and abu il lool

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Jeel il GPS

So you are driving to somewhere with your GPS ofcourse because nowadays you MUST have a GPS. you enter the location code. and you wait for "jil /mursi fat7ieh or whatever you named ur GPS to start talking and leading the way. you find yourself using the GPS to get to locations you already know the way to but you still trust it more than yourself. you can be wrong but it surely knows the way.

So one day. you are driving and suddenly you hear the GPS say "lost reception" or "recalculating" and its stuck and you are stuck and you just dont know where to go! and you start freaking out! and sometimes new roads are not updated so it tells you to go left or right when there is no LEFT or RIGHT and insist on GOING because ofcourse IT SAYS so and ofcourse it CANT be wrong.

Pshhh.. jeel il GPS i7na :P i must say if they can implant one in my brain i will not say no because my sense of direction is.... ma3dooom.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

On Marraige, Life and such..

First let me thank sha3teeely for being generous enough to share his customized Arabic font and also a link to help improve my illustration skills or maybe try different styles. Here is my first attempt to go with a "new look" :P

so before we are married people wont stop nagging on our heads to get married and i remember when a lady found out i was "23" and not married zman. she "Gasped" and said " ya habeebti liesh ba3dik la hala2, haram wallah haram" at that moment her reaction made me want to CRY! ino shayfe ya khaltooo wallah ma 3indhum nazar lol somehow no matter how you much you dont want to think about this topis its like forced on you and find yourself worried abt it and wondering if you will ever get married and HOW and WHERE you will meet the perfect guy. Random ppl you meet or even sometimes in the supermarket i would see someone tall and imagine dropping a bandora and he would pick it up and we would fall in love . we obssess and obssess and try to make things happen because our biological clock is TICKING! TICK TICK YAM Slieman... you start various accounts in qiran/muslim matrimonial sites with a fake name ofcourse just to see if fe 7ada mi7rez. cause bint ukht bint sa7ebtek fell in love on the net and you have watched " you've got mail" way too many times lol

So truth is... You can't make things happen so relax and let GOD'S plan take its course. Dont worry about kids and ur biological 40 is the new 20 these days. Don't marry a guy just cause of the idea of marraige. Marry him because he is the person you feel completes you and you want to spend the rest of your life with him. Don't settle and let go of your criteria just because of the pressure all around you and just because ppl say "mush 7ayeeji a7san".

so.. eventually some ppl do get married. some are happily married. others wish they never got married. Others dont get married and for those who dont. its not the end of the world. really before marriage u have this notion that as soon as you get married all your problems will be solved and the nagging will stop and everything would be like a fairytale. Dont get me wrong when you are married to the right person its great and amazing and when you find someone who makes you feel complete its wonderful. just dont be brainwashed and think that marraige is the solution to everything. Marriage is only a good thing when its with the right person.

Women are not slaves and a good husband helps out when he can instead of just expected everything to be done for him. It's a 2 way deal both have to work on the relationship for it to work. Al Hamdulilah my husband does not have that mentality and helps when he cans but i hate how sometimes in the arab world its frowned upon if a man did the dishes or if a man helped around the house. The Prophet (pbuh) used to helped his wives with the housework.

Monday, March 15, 2010

AMErtChaaaa vs Middle East

It's my first visit to the states. and i must admit its not exactly how i imagined it would be. there are alot of thoughts i had that were pretty much engraved in my head as i was growing up. like you hear someone say "wallahi ibni ra7 yudrus fi ameerka" replys with a GASP " yeeeee yeee Allah yustur.. hada il walad daa333 hadowl il ajaneb ma 3indhum la 3ayb wala haram" and so on.

So well you grow up with an idea that if u enter the states automatically you will be brainwashed and your mentality will turn into britney spear's. Or that when you go in with hijab ppl will swear at you and throw rocks at you and call you a terrorist. Its not at all like that.

Well there is very high security at airports and yes you will be searched and maybe a few people will stare. BUT generally speaking i have found that people here are more friendly. For Ex u enter a shop.. the first thing they say " HOW R U TODAY?" with a smil. when u leave they say " Have a Good Day, or Have a Good One" opposed to the " BIDEK musa3adeh?" with mush tay2a 7ali look. or those annoying ppl who follow you in the store and u just wanna smack them with ur purse. IM JUST LOOKing can i please breathe?

The ADS ON TV... WOW... i am serious. u would want to watch the ads more than the show ur watching! unlikes SEDAR al EMARAT ads or those MBC ads that repeat every 2 seconds. i mean did u really think i missed watching the ad the first 3 times u played it in the last 5 minutes?

I am not just praising amreeka sheeka beeka wa or saying il 3arab kokha. i am just saying that there is a positive and negative side to everything. yes they might be a bit too FREE. But i came from dubai and i have seen girls wear almost nothing to the mall. i have heard shocking stories about the oppeness that has reached dubai. so its not just in the states. its all around the world. maybe in the states its just less restricted and its considered freedom of choice.

They have many museums, libraries, activities for families. In the arab world i feel this is something that is missing. its not encouraged the way it is in the west.

The FOOD... no wonder usa has a high rate of obesity.. the variety of food u will find is... mouth watering.. but you will also find that alot of ppl jog and excersize and take care of thier health.

The baby food section.. ya salaaaaam... u have soo much to choose from... lulu is enjoying that!

What i love most is the simple way of life. Everyone does what they want and pretty much no one cares. You can have a garage sale. You can sue anyone for anything :P. they cant fire you for wearing hijab. They encourage Recycling and taking care of NATURE! So many helplines and awareness campains and help groups. And ofcourse i can get to watch all the tv shows on TV :P instead of downloading :P

Conclusion. Yes We have our differences. And it is harder to be a strong muslim when you dont hear the adan, and there is a lot of fitan when the culture has nothing to do with islam. but that is jihad and we face it even in the middle east. its within ourselves. and its not as bad as you would imagine! So my US expereince till now.. no2 bad no2 bad a2 all <-- very bad bri2ish accent. why british mush american accent.. because im sleepy... yala good night

Sunday, March 14, 2010



It has been a while and she has been busy with her new 6owr husband who apparently is very stubborn. The big news is that she is expecting baby bagoora now and she has gained a few pounds. Her link is no longer for 7aleeb 7amouda or Mara3i it is now saved up for her little bagoora. she says she that she always knew she was a cow but now she really really feels like one.

after seeing me and lulu she is afraid of how she will deal with motherhood and i told her not to worry about a thing and that "kol hal nasaween wil bagarat khalafoo wa ya ma7lahom" mostly those nasaween turn into bagarat in the process.. its normal ..

its true. i mean look at our grandmothers or great grandmothers! its like they were competing or something. meen ykhalef jaysh akbar! its like they were trying to build an army with thier children. they would marry off thier daughter when she was around 13 and then maybe that was the beginning of "3unooseh".

And ofcourse then she would deliver a kid a year and believe it or not somehow they managed! no nanny no khadameh from srilanka or indonesia helping out. they took care of thier little army and not only that they also used to bake at home, clean the house,cook and even work in the farm (fil 7aklaat). and the question is HOW?? Do they even remember all their kids names!

There is a show on tv here in sheeka beeka called 19 kids and counting... a family have 19 kids and are still COUNTING! omg.. i saw one episode and i felt like it was a school only they are all brothers. how she managed to get so many kids is because she used to khalef every year and sometimes bil jumleh ( twins ya3ni). i personally feel one is a handfull and already am worried about how i will manage in the future when its time for "akh" aw "okht" due to the constant ZAN i will hear. :P

Anyway.. will update u on bagoora. she is due soon. she misses u guys and is not sure what she will name her little one. so suggestions of the new member of the family would be very appreciated.

side note :for ppl who think bagoora represents anyone in my life or myself. she doesnt. she is purely fictional and is merely for entertainment.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Al Gurdon

Although i am not pure jordanian. And jordanians call us palestinians with jordanian passports "Baljeekeyeh" i must say when i think of home i think of jordan. ofcourse palestine is in my heart but i hardly lived in palestine and i carry it in my heart. but jordan is where i grew up.

where else would you hear a Ghaz icecream truck? where else would you wake up to sheep eating ur gardens 7asheesh as ra3ee il ghanam says "hrrrrrrrrrraaaaa3".

where else would u here DURrrrrrrrayehhhhhhhhh !

when you live in jordan for too long u start complaining about how ppl dont smile much wa darbeen booz. you complain about how they drive. and the way the men flirt in scary sometimes life threatening ways . like for ex almost running you over with his car and then blowing u a sleezy fly kiss. or knowing that when you go to AL BALAD (city center) you willl surely come back bruised from the many males who will pinch you and shove you with thier shoulders as they whisper " eishhhh ya lu3beh/khasseh/barbie/ pascal?/get3a/shagfeh"

i will always remember the cab drivers that share the weirdest stories. most of them claim have phd's or are drs and drive a cab for fun. or the 100 mirrors in the front of the cab so that he can look at u with alf 3ayn and ofcourse he is always playing the weirdest jordanian music. and what is up with the long pinky fingernail! ya33333

i go to jordan for one month and it takes me a few years to get rid of the "7afartaliness" talk. and i dont think i will ever totally stop the jordan effect. for ex. using expressions like "iglibi" wijhik or "6age3". it just rubs off on you. i think anyone who goes to jordan should stop by lebanon on his way to wear off the gordun effect

oh and the beggars.. ya salam. they should seriously go to hollywood. i mean look at the "slumdog millionare" kids. (sorry i hated that movie especially when i had to see it in a movie full of indians smelling like curry and the guy next me farted and i felt the vibration and ofcourse the fart smelled currlylike too)

so you would think send some of those kids from jordan to make a movie and watch them win 10000 oscars. i remmeber one kid who was crying at the edge of the sidewalk picking up the gum "s&b" that had fallen on the floor. i flet sorry for him. i knew he was forced to sell it and i knew he would get in trouble. so i gave him some money. a week later . same traffic light. same boy.. crying picking up his chewing gum! some guy actually felt so sorry for him got him a new box of gum! hahah

so in conclusion. i can talk forever about jordan. i can make fun of so many things but in the end i feel its a part of me. and i love jordan. it feels like home to me. and so many memories and funny stories come to my mind when i think of jordan.

whether ur full palestinian/ of full jordanian. or palestinian that has lived in jordan. we are all arab. and we should all be proud to be arabs. i personall am proud to say im a palestinian/ jordanian wa bazborti akhthar zay blaaaaadna il sarakoooha il yahood. oh i just remmeber my renwed passport is blue. so ignore that last comment :P