Parents Day At The Movies

I really hate posts that are full of negative stuff..but sometimes one just can't help what he/she feels...so here goes...

The other day, as I was sitting with my parents, my Mother asked me what was playing in the cinemas..she was thinking of taking my Dad to watch a movie since they haven't done that in ages...I was pretty excited for them...so I slowly went over the steps on my Mom's PC to show her how she can reserve her seats and pay for them through KNCC.

The whole process took some patience but I enjoyed it thoroughly since my Mother gets very excited when she learns something new that is internet related. I explained that once she got to the cinema, she'll have to put her credit card through the machine and blah..blah..blah...I told her that if she had any problems to ask anyone there since they're pretty helpful.

Two days had past since then and I had gotten pretty busy but kept wondering why my mother never mentioned the movie which wasn't like her...

When I finally walked into work today, I asked her.

"I didn't want to tell you" she said.

My first thought was that they missed the movie because she couldn't figure out getting the tickets but that wasn't it.

"I got the tickets and I was very proud of myself when the tickets came out and we went and sat on our seats. Unfortunately, we sat infront of two women with a ten year old boy who kept kicking our seats and finally grabbed and pulled at your fathers gutra!" I sat as I listened with my mouth wide open. It looked like it was about to get worse.

My Mom is never one to let such behavior pass so she apparently turned around and told the mother to tell her kid to stop bugging them. The woman ignored her and this continued until the movie ended.

As they came to leave the movie, my Mom went to the ladies room and as she came out, she found the two women standing around my Dad and screaming their heads off at him.

She said the whole scene was so ugly and my Dad being the quite type just wanted to go home (which is something I appreciate though I often want him to go out more which was the whole point of my Mom taking him to the damn movies!)...

My Mom said the women kept yelling and screaming and saying profound words that neither of my parents felt comfortable dealing with.

"Entay mino emfakra nafsich o yaya wiya raylich ba3ad"...she

"Laish ma etgolee 7ag wildich ena ye7terum nafsa" my Mom

"Laaaaa...wentay shakoo?"...

Apparently, it went on and on for a while until it got so bad that my Mom and Dad finally walked away. The weird thing is when my Mom called out the driver's name, the other woman had followed them and started calling out our driver's name too...

esh hal ta7'aluf!!!

etc..etc..etc...we've all seen enough drama of that sort...but I was so upset that my parents who were looking so forward to such an outing for a change yet had been faced with such ugliness..I tell you....is there no running away from such people...UGH!

The worst part is that my Dad is such a peaceful type and I just couldn't imagine any younger women being able to behave like that towards him...partly because he looks distinguished and partly 'coz he's an older man....3aib...walla 3aib...ma buga 7aya fee el balad!

All I regretted was not having taught my Mom how to take pictures from her mobile..that way she could've taken a picture of that stupid B@#$CH and I'd be out looking for her now!...or at least posted her damn picture with this post...ARRGHHHHHGHHH...

Blogger Birthday Bonanza!

Just when I thought I was about to have the same old birthday...Judy Abbot takes me by surprise!

"Are you doing anything next Thursday?" she asked

"Nothing than I know of yet" I said

"Well then don't. You're invited to my house."

This morning I check the Kuwaiti Cosmopolitan and there it is...Judy is opening her house to all Female Bloggers to celebrate Judy Abbot, mine and Unknown Enity's birthdays...

Now that's just about the sweetest thaaang I have ever heard...

It had to take be a beautiful Aries to get us all excited...I can't wait..so Ladies...sign up with Judy.


P.S. If you're looking for gifts (not that you have to!)..allow me to recommend the best gift shop in town...our very own blogger Samboose Just visit her website Bassinet World and you'll be happy that you did!

See you there!

P.S.S. Sorry guys...maybe you'll be included the following week..:)

Birthdays & Me

Two weeks right before my birthday and the questions begin "What would you like to do on your birthday?"

After last year's mega success of a surprise birthday party perfectly managed by sister dearest..it was THE perfect birthday...and too hard to topple..we're talking about finding crushes I had in high school that she somehow managed to locate and convince them to come! It was a BLOODY BLAST!

This year..I'm lost and can't decide what I'd like to do? I come from a family who is a great believer in the importance of celebrating birthdays...I mean I could put on this show of "Oh..no..not another birthday...who cares..I'm not going to celebrate" but I'd be lieing...'coz I do care..It's my very own New Year..it's the day that I was born..only me...at that exact time..I came into this world...nobody was born at that moment..that second...but me, that exact day...that exact year except ME...so I'm gonna celebrate it damn it!

The question is...how? Do you stick to your nearest and dearest and have a cozy dinner and end it just like any other dinner except they tell you "Happy Birthday" and give you a few gifts?...Do you attempt to break the routine and invite people that you haven't seen in ages...frantically looking for a DJ who has an extemelly funny name that you can't even pronounce and who shows up with only half of his stuff because some other big party was going on and the rest of his stuff is "over there"...Do you pretend that it's not even your birthday and secretly feel sorry for yourself that nobody cares! OR...and this one is my favorite...Invite all the bloggers to celebrate with you at a Starbucks that's been especially reserved for you then watch who actually does show up with a gift knowing that they're giving the gift to a total stranger that they know so well?!:)

I have two weeks to make up my mind and I'm so tempted with the last choice..what do you think?

Speaking of Kissing...

According to today's Herald Tribune, a study conducted in 1980's found that men who kiss their wives before leaving work live longer, get into fewer car accidents and have a higher income that married men that don't!

So kiss away people!

Mwaaaaaa!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Journal of A Single Gal In Q8 - Episode Thirteen

From last episode..

"Without thinking, she found herself running towards him and jumping on top of him, nearly knocking him over. That moment in time, years later, when asked what was her most romantic moment in her life, she would remember that scene often wondering if it was a dream or if it was real.

"Where would you like to go?" he whispered in her ear as she hugged him tightly, afraid he'd disappear."

She'd made up a list of all the places she wanted to go but never did end up going because the thought of doing them alone was too depressing for her. Now, the list was a gold mine!

They did exactly what a fast replay of any movie would do once they wanted the audience to know that they were having the most romantic week of their lives. They visited museums, attended plays and walked in the park. Just like any romantic movie but this time it was real. She was on top of the world.

As he sat next to her in the theatre watching "Beauty and The Beast", she wondered if he was enjoying it. It was not often that she would find a Kuwaiti man that would appreciate such an outing. She was happy that he hadn't suggested going to the London Casino or clubbing even though a part of her was curious to go but sitting next him watching the play seemed much more appealing.

They left the theatre and hailed a cab. It was raining heavily and she was suddenly feeling the dread that time was running out and they would be saying good bye soon.

His voice brought her back to reality and she heard him say "I got you something". He took out a key holder from his pocket. It was a Beauty and The Beast key holder they had been selling at the theatre as souvenirs.

She took it from him and said thank you. She couldn't recall the last time she'd met someone who was so thoughtful. She wished he'd stay longer but she knew he had an important meeting in San Francisco and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Will you come with me to the airport?" he asked.

A part of her didn't wanted to because she simply hated goodbyes period, let alone say good bye to him! Then again, she would probably just stay in since it was a Sunday and she hadn't made any plans.

"Sure," she replied.

The next day, she took the journey to London from Canary Warf by taxi to pick him up. She stared outside the window and admired the Thames. Tourists were taking the boat and her mind drifted to the past week. All those memories! What was she going to do with them? They had taken the same boat trip for a dinner cruise. It was a night that she would never soon forget. Dinner was a three course meal with a live band playing all those romantic songs. She had been dyeing to know if he was comfortable enough to dance. When the song "Crazy" by Patsy Cline came on, she looked at him and he smiled, like he knew what she was thinking. He grabbed her hand and lead her to the dance floor and they slow danced to the music. She closed her eyes wanting to capture that moment forever.

"We're about to cross under the bridge if anyone would like to watch it, they can go to the upper deck for a better view," announced the Captain.

Although it was chilly, the night air seemed fresh and inviting. The bridge was getting closer and just as they were about to go under it, he turned around and kissed her for the first time. She thought she'd stop breathing.

"Do you have your passports and tickets with you?" she asked him as he placed his luggage in the taxi. He was looking miserable but so was she.

The ride to Heathrow was a long one and she couldn't figure out if that was good news or bad news. Good that she'll have more time with him, bad that it was prolonging the agony of the whole goodbye issue.

They settled into the backseat of the taxi and he grabbed her hand and placed it in his lap. There were no words being said but there was no need. They both knew what the other was thinking.

Finally, they arrived at Heathrow and her heart began to pound. He stepped out to grab a trolley for his luggage and she stood there watching him, not able to move.

"Let's grab some breakfast, once I check in," she heard him say.

She walked next to him taking very slow steps as though she could stop time by walking slower.

"Are you going to be ok by yourself?" he asked as he sipped his coffee. He'd ordered her breakfast but she just stared at it. She just didn't feel like eating at that moment.

"Yes, I'll be fine." She wanted to continue to say, but I'm gonna miserable without you but thought the better of it.

The cafeteria was crowded with every nationality she could think of. Heathrow airport always fascinated her. She could sit for hours just watching people but today was different. She only had eyes for him and "people watching" didn't seem as entertaining.

"Last call for BA flight 078 bound to San Francisco" came the announcement. She could feel the lump in her throat. She was not going to let him see her cry. "Control yourself" she thought to herself.

He paid for the bill and grabbed his carry on bag, telling her that he's going to have to rush. Maybe it was better that way, the longer she lingered here the more miserable she became.

"You better run for it, take care of yourself" she said.

He kissed her on the forehead and she remained seated in her chair. She didn't have the energy to stand up.

"Bye then" he said.

"Bye," she replied as she watched him make a run for it.

He could no longer be seen and she turned to stare at the TV screen in the cafeteria. It was a soccer game between Italy and France. It reminded her of him. He loved soccer and had told her his favorite team was Brazil. She cursed herself for being so pathetic, everything was going to remind her of him now!

It was time to face the loneliness. She stepped outside the airport and stood in line to get a taxi. A couple infront of her began to hug and kiss. It looked as though one of them had just arrived and they couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was the last thing she wanted to see.

The line was a long one and she felt that she couldn't hold herself together anymore. She needed to be alone. She needed to have herself a good cry and then take a warm shower to make herself feel better.

"Where to Miss?" asked the taxi driver.

"How about hell", she wanted to say but instead said "Isle of Dog."

"I believe your phone is ringing" said the taxi driver as she stepped into the taxi.

She looked at the number and realized it was him. More torture she thought, just leave.

She finally answered.

"Hi, have you left already?" he asked.

"I'm just getting into the taxi," she replied miserably.

"Oh good. Wait." He answered.

Confused she asked "Why?"

"You looked so sad in the cafeteria and I just couldn't leave you. San Francisco will have to wait!"

Whatever it was that was holding onto her heart and lungs, it suddenly let go. She could breath normally again. He didn't leave, she thought to herself. How sweet it is!

To be continued...

Good God..Not Another Tag..Paleeeeeze!

For some reason..out of the blue...suddenly there's a wave of tagging going on in the blog world...but that's not what amazed me as much as what was being written by the male bloggers...when having to describe their ideal female mate...quite a number of them had this to say:

- not afraid to be herself
- A "who cares what they think" mentality
- Stands up for what she believes in without being dogmatic or narrow-minded.

Wow...YOU THINK?...'coz if you ask me...it's the first damn thing they wanna change in you once you're the fiance...God..I hate that! Guys...as much as I admired that...gosh I wish you'd stick to it!..:)

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Tagged by NUNU

Too many tags...such little time:

The rules of the game:
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.


Sex Target: MALE!!!

1) Extrovert
2) Sense of humor
3) Honest
4) Street Wise
5) Responsible
6) Emotionally expressive
7) Intellectual
8) hopelessly devoted to me..:)


Tagging 8 persons:

Based on what I've seen...everybody's already been tagged!

P.S. Deadline to sign up for the female bloggers gathering is February 13th!

Ladies Night?

Yes, ladies, it's that time again when we all ask ourselves..should we go to the fabulous ladies bloggers gathering? :)

If the answer's yes, just send an email to either my good friend Delicatelly Realistic or yours truely!

To the ladies that have attended before...WE MISS YOU and hope you'll decide to join us again to welcome the new ones with us. We'll make sure that we don't plan the night on Valentine's Day...since we all know that you Fabulous, Fearless, Females will have your hands full....right?..:)

So go ahead...start the New Year by doing something out of the ordinary...I dare you!

With Bazaar's fantastic dining and delivery guide that lists all the hot spots in Kuwait, it's hard to chose where we should all meet...so suggestions are welcome!

Looking forward to seeing you soon!

Deadline for sending your email is February 13th so sign up soon!