Package Friends

 So.. have you ever been in a situation where you have a friend you like very much only this friend is best friends with someone you don't like. So every time you want to see her she brings along this other person you can't stand! Eventually you stop seeing her as well because they come a package. 

I actually respect and admire friends that are so loyal to each other but if your friendship crosses boundaries to the point she gets upset that you have other friends and can’t see anyone without her then maybe you have to rethink if your friendship has healthy boundaries.

Believe it or not sometimes too much love and this sense of possessiveness will only lead to one person eventually feeling suffocated and controlled.

Not everyone gets along and that’s okay so you don’t need to come as a package. 

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Sephora Teens!

 

So now that I'm a mom of teens I realize how different this generation is from ours. Now its so normal for kids to school with full makeup and nail extensions. I don't remember when I actually started putting on makeup or using any face care. Even though now I am at an age where I need to have a face care routines I can't commit to daily face care. Most important daily routine is to make sure to remove my morning eye booger. ( ok too much garaf info)

So my teen daughter is invited to a birthday and what is common now is the birthday WISHLIST which I sent to the friends attending the birthday. Let me know write you a few items on that list given to my daughter

CHANEL lip gloss

TOO FACED MASCARA

PRADA PERFUME

RARE BEAUTY HIGHLIGHTER 

HUDA BEAUTY PERFUME

DRUNK ELEPHANT ( hmmm shaklo alcoholic)

that's just a few.. and I feel so shocked how now this is the NORM. Never in a million years did I imagine buying this stuff for 10 and 12 or even 15 yr olds! What happened to good old thoughtful gifts that are not super expensive ? I am trying to remember what I used to get when I was their age. Wait I actually didn't even have bday celebrations. Only makeup I was allowed was LABELLO Lip balm and I used to pinch my cheeks to get them red. 

Thing is these kids have perfect baby skin that they spend hours applying super expensive creams and serums on. ( creams for anti-aging meant for people like me) They make ( get ready with me vlogs) before school or before going out. 

I wasn't allowed a phone at their age and I didnt really go out with my friends or put makeup :S 

I just don't want my kids to not value money and to get too caught up in this trend of just buying expensive stuff they don't need that might actually harm them with subjecting their perfect skin to anti-aging chemicals. Many times I can't even justify buying this stuff for myself!

Anyway... just venting here.. Sephora generation.. * tut tut tut * hand on hand like a teta shaking head disappointed  then Dino  applies labello lip balm and applies vasline on dry cracked heels :P

P.S. when pinching your cheeks to get the natural blush doesn't work feel free to slap yourself or ask someone to slap you haha

Dreams

 

So as I am lying awake with a million thoughts racing in my head.. thoughts like ..why did I hit the pavement again today while driving and get a flat tire?? Did I have to eat that yummy sandwich knowing the consequences? When will the series “severence” come out?  How were the pyramids built? Why is called a fire truck when it is actually a water truck! In Grade 2 if that teacher didn’t make me stand in line too long to ask her to go to the toilet I wouldn’t have peed myself ( and on her) when it was my turn in line ! 

But my constant thought is I can’t believe the amount of horrific things that are going on in the world mostly Palestine Lebanon Sudan and so many other places facing live Genocide Starvation & endless pain and suffering as we watch helplessly ☹️

So I am trying to distract myself by blogging.. I think of my bed as a wireless charger and I think of myself as a broken phone that fell way to many times on the floor with a broken screen and has also fell in the toilet but managed to survive after sitting in a pile of rice 🤣 miraculously this phone still works but most times the signals are lost and also the wireless charger won’t always work 🙃 

I don’t know why I ended up taking about this when my main topic is DREAMS! So I was thinking of how we get the weirdest absolutely most ridiculous dreams and in the end you find out that even those might have meaning !

I remember before I got married I’d dream of shoes and my trying on different shoes. Little did I know these shoes were potential suitors (عرسان) and Colors of the shoes had a meaning . Green was Deen . Black was wealth . Till one day I dreamt of a nice shiny shoe and it fit perfectly and 2 weeks later I was engaged. When I tell my husband I dreamt of a shoe and it turns out it was you! He doesn’t appreciate my humour ! But wallah I’m not making this dream stuff up🤣 

Disclaimer : no offence is intended for any kondara out there.. so does this mean all men are kkkaaa….takkeeeet!! 

Ana ma olt ishi.. ( didn’t say anything)

*group of men throw shoes at Dinos 

So in conclusion your dreams have meaning even the weirdest ones . Maybe soon I’ll share some of my Bollywood style dreams with you . 

Stalker? Me??

 So I admit that I am indeed a professional stalker and my friends know if they can’t find info about that certain someone of interest who isn’t on any social media I am surely to be the one to find all the juicy info. 

There is some sense of joy and sense of accomplishment you feel when you finally find that valuable information in unlikely places. So here I am admitting that after many years of experience I am officially one of the best online stalkers out there. 

When there is a will there is always a way. I am not proud of this.. actually maybe I am. It takes a lot of effort and thinking to find out things 🤣 and this made me wonder if I was ever stalked myself. I’m very easy to find as I have also tried stalking myself to see what will appear to my potential stalkers. I am an open book and this blog is the biggest proof that I share way too much on social media and the internet. 

Ok I am not like a psycho who stalks everyone 🤣 just a few who I am curious about and the ones my friends are curious about.. 

This is basically a confession post.. I’m harmless 🤣

Please don’t block me🤣

P.S there is another Dina al Natour out there who isn’t very friendly and blocked me long time ago when I tried to befriend her 🤣

Always the Villain in Someone’s Story

There is a saying that you are always a villain in someone’s story. That is something I learnt the hard way that no matter what you do or how hard you try there is always be someone or many someone’s that see you as the villain. For the longest time I kept trying to understand the logic of their convictions and find myself questioning myself and doubting my identity. 

You see when you love or value people their perception of you is something you really are affected by. You try so hard to change their view of you. Eventually you realize that sometimes no matter how hard you try and no matter what you do, you will always be the villain in their story . The most important keyword here is “THEIR” story, not YOURS. 

You can’t control what they have narrated in their story about you but you can choose to make peace with the fact that this is part of life and they have the right to believe whatever they want about you. The most important thing is not to read their book of fiction and believe it to be facts.

Their idea of me does not define my worth or my true character it is merely a reflection of their own insecurities or doubts or misinterpretations and I will no longer live my life trying to repaint a beautiful colourful picture in their mind because it seems some people just are wearing shades and are incapable of seeing any colour

I will end this post by one big sharshabeel laugh

MUhahhahahsHaHaHa * echoes in dark woods 

Excess baggage

 

So after a long eye opening talk with my bestie it came to my attention that no matter how okay i convince myself i am they in reality all the baggage I carry around from many years still has a strong effect on me. Mentally emotionally and physically. 

You know how when you are packing to travel and you keep adding small items to your bag thinking the bag will fit then suddenly you are sitting on your bag trying to close the zipper and even if you managed to miraculously close it as soon as you reach the airport your bag breaks open and you have a big mess to deal with. It’s the same with our life issues we think oh it’s okay it’s not a big deal let me just shove it along in my emotional baggage backpack till one day something triggers you and you realize maybe you shouldn’t have packed this much along the way! 

I know it’s easier said than done but at least I will try to let go of some of that unecessary excess baggage that will only bring me down as even if it doesn’t show this baggage might eventually cause so much avoidable health issues. 

Wa bas hayk 😅yala pie pie