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I Was Going To Write a Post
September 13, 2007But it’s the first day of Ramadan and I’m one tired puppy.
P.S. I HATE the new weekends.

Name-Dropper
July 14, 2007I try not to drop names because it just comes off as tacky but I’m going to on this post. Guess who my brother golfed with a few days ago? HARRY CONNICK JR! Ok, so he didn’t golf WITH him but he was one hole in front of him. I guess Harry is spending the summer or at least part of it on the Cape. I’m not going to say which town he’s staying in because you have to make it hard for stalkers these days.
So this is how it went down. My brother and a friend were golfing. For my brother think: Duff Goldman but taller, skinnier and good looking, add a mustache and lighten up the facial hair. His friend? Well, they’ve been friends for years but I’ve never seen him. From what I’ve heard of him (personality-wise) think: Christopher Montilsanti from The Sopranos. My brother’s friend runs up to Harry Connick Jr. and says, “Hey! Harry! I’m a big fan. My wife friggen loves you. I’m not shittin’ you. She really loves you. Here.. (pulls out a piece of paper from his wallet) sign this.” So Harry obliges and then the friend says, “Do me a favor, write it to Diane.” And he does. Really nice guy. Either that or he was afraid of getting hurt if he hadn’t signed the paper…

I Gotta Know
October 4, 2006My son got called a “chicken nugget” this morning while waiting to line up for class. The boy who muttered it looked Indian to me but who knows. I think I have an idea of what a “chicken nugget” is: a Westernized Kuwaiti? 1/2 Kuwaiti 1/2 Western?
What is a “chicken nugget”? And you know I don’t mean the fast food kind.

The Headbutt
July 12, 2006How old is Zidane? I’ve never heard of the guy, but that’s besides the point. My 4-year old son doesn’t headbutt people when he’s angry. My 1-year old daughter headbutts soft things like couches and pillows when she’s frustrated that she can’t express herself in other ways. It’s a stage that children grow out of once they can verbally communicate what they want or what’s ticking them off.
I don’t care what was said, and I can’t believe some morons are actually trying to defend what Zidane did. Athletes say provocative things to each other all the time. It’s (sadly) part of the game and in Italy’s case, it worked.

It CAN Be Done
June 5, 2006Yesterday I arranged for a friend of a friend to try out my maid for a few days. The FOF is in need of a maid and my maid is in need of a new employer so it made sense to hook both of them up.
To make a long story short, I was up today at 5:45AM with the children which is fifteen minutes earlier than usual, and by 11AM my house was in presentable order. Not only had I done the basics like breakfast, washing and dressing the children, cleaning all of the bedrooms and bathrooms on the second floor but I also did three loads of laundry: washed, dried, folded, and put away. I cleaned out the top shelf of my fridge and wiped it down. I washed the guest room’s floor because I saw dried parrot poop that must have been there for about three weeks. I vacuumed our couches because they were full of dust and cat hair. I took short breaks here and there. Was my house spotless? No. Presentable? Yes. Cleaner than when my maid was here? Absolutely.
By noon I picked up the maid because she decided she didn‘t want to work the FOF‘s house. As soon as she got in the car, her mouth started up. I was trying to concentrate on the highway, and she just kept on yapping and yapping while my children tried to outdo her for my attention. So here I am, back home, with a major stress-induced headache. The headache that miraculously disappeared when the maid left yesterday afternoon.
I’ve lost sight as to what I was trying to say here.
Ah, right, I remember now. It was to tell you that when you decide to be without a live-in maid and go it on your own or with the help of a part-time maid, everyone will tell you that it’s impossible to do in Kuwait. Especially if you’re a foreign woman with children.
I’m here to tell you that I did it all on my own by 11AM.

Somebody Stop Me!
May 1, 2006I'm having fun over at MyHeritage's Face Recognition. You upload a picture of yourself and they match you with your celebrity look-alikes. It's somewhat accurate because I've been told I look like some of the celebrities listed in my results. Some of them were WAY off. Picture #1: Taken in the passenger seat of our car during a red light a few weeks ago. I was bored, so I took a picture of myself with my cell phone. Smiling. It must have been the angle or maybe I was premenstrual but I look fatter than usual in the picture. While I was waiting for my results, I was praying that I wouldn't get big-sized celebrities like Camryn Manheim or Rosie O'Donnell. Results: Elizabeth Hurley Drew Barrymore Mary-Kate Olsen Oprah Winfrey (huh?) Amy Lee Hillary Rodham Clinton Tom Cruise (I kid you not) Roberto Baggio (HUH?!) Picture #2: Taken after a long day with my son a few years ago during the height of his terrible twos. My nose looks larger than usual. No makeup. Bunny foo-foo hair. I look sick and exhausted. Because I have a very common face type, I got a lot of results. Results: Linda Evangelista Rose McGowan Amelie Nothomb Maria Sharapova Emma Watson Heather Locklear (*doing a happy dance, doing a happy dance*) Jesse Metcalf (huh?) Katie Holmes Shiri Appleby Alexis Bledel Picture #3: A picture of me holding my daughter on Eid, right before we left for my husband's family's house. At least I have makeup on. Results: Christina Ricci Jennifer Aniston (There she is. I get this one a lot but not as much as before when I wasn't so fat.) Sarah Michelle Gellar Hilary Duff Amitabh Bachchan (A MALE Indian actor.) Drew Barrymore (Again) Erica Durance Gloria Estefan Emma Thompson It's a blast, so try it and leave a link to your results in the comment section.




