Total Eclipse Of the Heart

When the universe finally decides that it's time for your life to change...not you or anyone else in this world can ever stop it from making it happen...you could have a list of things planned out and suddenly when the moment arrives...your plans are all but thrown out the window with the thought of "wishful thinking..".....and your mouth left wide open..not to mention you looking like an idiot for thinking that life was never gonna change...

Within one year, my life took a complete turn that when I look back it leaves me breathless and totally amazed at how things have changed...

From single hood to marriage....from being Daddy's little girl to no more Daddy (Allah yer7amah)...from being a career girl to sitting at home...and of course to top all that...from going to power yoga to pre natal yoga!!! OMG!!!

One thing I've learnt from all of this is that this saying is really really true "Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans"....I can't stress enough how true this sentence is...

So all those sitting bored and frustrated with their lives or thinking that they're not getting anywhere...think again....you just never know when change will come....just pray that when change does decide to knock at your door.....that it's a good change...hell I remember being so bored on August 1st, 1990...and then all of sudden August 2nd, 1990 came along...boy...did I eat my words or what!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We have two Eclipses this month...so hold on to your horses....things are about to change...fingers crossed that it's gonna be a positive change that will leave us all smiling....(Insha Allah!)

The Death of A Legend....

On January 25th, 2008 my Dad (Allah yer7amah) past away....

Like a mad woman, I wailed and cried asking every one I see "What do you do with all those memories?"....I kept repeating the question over and over again....for anyone to answer...So many pictures....so many home videos....what do you do with all those memories?

Until...out of no where....a sweet and lovely girl looked me in the eye and said "Would you rather a father who is alive and have no memories with him?".....Suddenly I stopped wailing...suddenly I understood the difference and knew that although she was there to comfort me....I felt that I should comfort her...she admitted that she had never said that to anyone until now...and so I hugged her and said "Thank you"......I finally stopped asking....The pain remains....but there is comfort within....he was definately always there for me.....and stood by me...and the words "love you" were said coming in or going out of the house...all the time....so al-hamdulla....I say....al-hamdulla.....

My Dad was a wonderful man with a big heart...a legend...a real gentleman but above all...he was the perfect Dad....al-hamdulla.....

Wa enna lillah wa ena elaihee raji3oon

Last Post April 2007....

It's been eight months and few weeks since I last posted....for some reason life became so busy that blogging became a thing of the past...now I wonder how I left it...it used to keep me sane...journaling and having supporters giving you their input was theraputical....

I missed it even though you'd have to pay me if I was gonna write for the past 8 months....

Fast forwarding into my life...after 8 months....I got married in October....and it was completely out of the blue....and by blue I don't mean that I wasn't thinking of getting married...in fact I was preparing for it...I say out of the blue when it comes to the groom!!! The wheels turned and I ended up getting married to completely another person that I thought I was gonna marry...and thank God for that!!

I was preparing for the Wedding...when in December....my Dad had a brain stroke and is still in Hospital....All Doctor friends are kindly requested to please assist in all ways to make my Dad fit and healthy again and come home.....and I'm begging Allah to make him better....so please....pray with me....like I said...I'm blogging to keep my sanity...and remembered my old support group that always made me feel better...you know...the ones who gave support with just the smallest comments.....it's good to be back....and I need you to keep me sane.....

Should One Get Married Anyway....

Lately life's been great...having discovered that I can manifest things by merely thinking of them (curtesy of The Secret)...everything has been wonderful...only one problem...when the Genie says "Your Wish Is My Command"...I realised that...realistically...I have everything...a good home...great parents...a job I love....financially satisfied...good friends...food on the table...blah..blah..blah....there was only one thing left...and that is to manifest the perfect man for the perfect marriage....

Having read too many books on the subject of Men and Women...it's been hard to actually ask for the perfect man...because..simply...I know the difference between Men and Women...and so..the Perfect Man...would still be....A Man...which meant...he is a man who's priority is his job not the woman in his life...when he's doing something..he'll be thinking of that one thing that he's doing rather than the woman in his life....emotions are things that are locked up and never spoken about...he'll love sports, his buddies and hanging out with them is more fun than the woman in his life...the list of differences between Men and Women is huge..not to mention endless....I see it in all couples...I see it with my parents...I see it with my married friends...and the bottom line is...the differences that exist only seem to bother the women...not the men...the men are just wondering most of the time why the women are so bugged and over emotional...especially when it comes to men's lack of understanding when women want to share...while men just want to play volleyball or something! In case any man is reading this...don't you know it's insulting to have you prefer to hang out with your friends on weekends than with the wife! Duh!

True...it's a fact of life that we all are supposed to end up getting married...but would you get married if you knew the flaws of the whole situation before you even got to say "I do"?

Accents and Me

There's just something about British accents that always turns me on...I don't know...maybe it's because I developed a crush on my English Teacher when I was a kid...now that I think of it...he must've been barely 25...and I was this little thing thinking that he was the next best thing...

The other day..I was making a business call and was answered by the most fabulous voice with the most heartbreaking British accent....typical me...I went into imagination overdrive...I visualized a hunk of a man...with wavy blond hair...blue eyes...great tan...fantastic physique...(did I mention I have a great imagination)....anyway...half way through the conversation...I still hadn't caught his name....so I asked him...and he said Mustafa! Needless to say that blew me away....ok granted...I know a few guys that could fool you...but this guy's accent was flawless...pure British bliss I mean....of course....curious me...and boy will I ever..ever get the fact that curiosity really does kill the cat....I decided to switch to Arabic and see what happens...within seconds....the whole visualization went down the drain...I was dropped from the penthouse down to the gutter....his Egyptian accent (no offence to Egyptians) gave me a completely different scenario of what he looked like....suddenly...I visualized the short pitch black hair....rough looking skin...an unappreciated burnt out employee who hasn't shaved in ages...etc..etc...

I tell you...if women were to judge men by their voices....the world would be a whole different place....no matter how hard I try to guess what the person looks like by his mere voice....it always turns out to be the exact opposite....the deeper the voice...the smaller the man....the uglier the voice...the more good looking the man....it's weird.....I suppose when they said don't judge a book by the cover...they should also say...don't judge a man by his voice....some men sound so cool on the telephone yet turn out to be such nerds in real life...it's amazing...it's like a practical joke on us single women who are so busy at work that the closest they could get to an intimate conversation...is dialling the bank and talking to customer service....or possibly showtime to guarantee there's something to watch during the lonely nights....but then again when it's showtime...I'm always spending more time trying to catch him slip in his words while he puts on a Kuwaiti accent and finally say "Haah" when a typical non Kuwaiti word comes out....(still don't get it why I take such pleasure in doing that...but sadly...I do! )

Bottom line, ladies, if you find yourself drooling over a man's voice and you haven't seen him yet, do us all a favor...keep it that way....imagination is a wonderful thing but it just doesn't mix well with reality....and honestly...who needs reality anyway! Life is tough enough without us having to find out that the guy with the wonderful British accent isn't really Hugh Grant!..:)

Kuwait Inside Edition - Part 1

Now that I have a cold, I've been forced to be at home and what else to do but to blog the latest gossip that I have...if you read my last post and are interested in the outcome...the chick resigned which was just as well....her family thought the working hours were too long and that it's "7arram" to spend such a long time in the office rather than be home and pray...I'm not kidding...the Mom actually said that to me...."We are Moslimeen...and this is 7arram"....granted she doesn't know about her daughter's drinking problem but according to most of the answers I received in my last post...hey...a mot7ajba drinking chick is no big deal...well...excuse the hell out of me...why the hell her Mom wanted to talk to me is beyond me...but...I've come to accept that this year is full of the darnest, weirdest things!

The fact that the chick had a black eye and was bruised up, didn't make my life any easier...apparently her brother wasn't too happy that she resigned without telling him...or was it 'coz he caught her drunk? I couldn't tell you but I really did feel sorry for her...Granted if we were in the States, I'd recommend she'd go to a Women's Shelter...or maybe to the police...but I scratched that idea when my friend told me that if she went to the police, they'd throw him in jail for a month and then he'd come out and go kill her....Ok..I did say this year is turning out to be weird but I sure as hell don't want to be part of a murder thank you very much! Sad thing, my friend mentioned that this happens all the time...a rude awakening indeed...

So my fellow readers, would you say she drank because she came from a screwed up family...or was her drinking problem causing her family to be screwed up?

Oh...and for the record...for those of you who asked if I was "religious" because of my last post, please define the word religious...if the question is....do I pray...yes....do I party...yes....do I fast...yes...do I drink...No...do I smoke...yes...do I talk to guys....all the time.....am I met7ajba....No...do I wear tight jeans...can't live without'em...so....label me as you wish....be it religious...open minded....mo3aqada....hypocrite...whatever...I couldn't tell you...all I know is this....when a 20 year old girl can't come to work 'coz she's called in drunk...I'd say that was a BIG deal! Even if she was a blonde girl from California and works at McDonalds...notice..I didn't even mention the fact that she's mit7ajba....So there!

Case closed!

To Fire or Not To Fire....

I'm not one to dwell on the past nor be pessimistic...but so far this two day year hasn't all shown me any kind of promise...

It took me forever to get to post anything...I haven't posted in ages so I've missed out on all this upgrade mumbo jumbo...

I'm not happy with it being freezing outside...

I'm about to fire one of my employees and I'm depressed that I gotta do that....maybe I'm naive..but if i tell you the story..I don't know if you'd believe me....and if you did...then...hell...where the hell have I been that shit like this happens in Kuwait!

It all started one morning when my little mit7ajba employee called me to tell me that she won't be coming in to work this morning....when I asked her why...this...my dear blogger friends is what she told me....in bloody broad daylight....

"I'm drunk!"

I was walking to my office when I stopped in my track...."Excuse Me??" I said.

"Yeah...I'm drunk...I know that you hate to be lied to so I'm telling you the truth..I mean I could tell you that I'm not feeling well...but...I won't lie to you...I'm drunk!"

Dumbfounded, I replied "You know...we're not in America here..and even if we were....I have a right to fire you for telling me this!"...

The word "Fire you" was all she heard and she then went into the pathetic whining that twenty year old do when they're in trouble...you know the kind...."laaa.....Allah ye7'aleech....la etsaween feeneee chithi....Wallaaa....wallaaa.....a7'er marra....blah...blah...blah...."

Part of me says...it's none of my business in the end....the girl does a good job in the office...granted she's not as experienced as I would've liked her to do...and granted if she was another poor other nationality...she'll probably wouldn't come in late all the time....or have her mobile stuck to her ear all the time when she's pretending to be talking to her Mom and you know very well she wouldn't talk to her Mom with that husky voice trying to sound sexy and all.....but then when I ask her to do something...she does.....

Having said all that...Damn it...why do I still have her in the office!!! Worst still...I heard her discussing with some other employee who was planning a trip to Dubai "yeeblee min eleee 7'obrak....and I swear...walla....ma ra7 ashraba ella ma3ak!!!"...

Is it just me...but do twenty year old mit7ajbas do this often????? WTF....have I been living in la la land...pretending that shit like this doesn't happen....or is this perfectly normal in my little innocent Kuwait when twenty somethings in my head are pretty little girls wearing the national dress on TV and dancing on some nice famous traditional song to the Ameer on some masra7...

All I remember saying to her was "6i7tee min 3ainee...which apparently upset her so much that she got into her car and actually came to work to beg for forgiveness!"

Dumb ass.....

I so want to go back to my innocent thoughts and believe shit like this isn't normal....and I'm so pissed she ruined the picture....but in the end...I still feel like shit thinking that I'm gonna have to fire that chick.....and this is not the way I wanted to start my new year....the idiot actually thought I was gonna call her Mom and tell her....yeah...like I have time!

I tell you....if you were in my shoe....what would you do?