Updates, I think

Alexandria Airport Departure Hall

I gave myself a very long vacation.  Well I did blog in the middle and came up with a few posts but they were all written on the same day when I had a hit of inspiration and scheduled.

I am back now.  I had a wonderful vacation with my family.  I always miss them terribly so getting a month with them was a wonderful thing.  I think I should thank my husband for agreeing to stay along for a whole month.  Meesh,  thank you because I know how much you missed Lulu and I when we were gone  and for having to eat junk food while we were gone too.  I would also like to thank my mom and sister.  You probably have seen her comment on many of my posts as “inas””.  Yup my mom reads my posts, comments and makes public comments about my weight gain.  Mummy, I promise to lose the weight and stop being a sissy.  There, a public promise/announcement about my weight issue.  Thank you Meeema  (also known as RJay or Reem my sister) for letting Lulu abuse your face creams, nail polish and perfumes.  I think she is now addicted to the stuff.  My sister introduced my daughter to peel off nail polish now she keeps coming up to me to show me her painted toenails and nails.  I used to think parents were crazy to paint their little girls’ nails but now when I see her smile I totally get why they do it.

It was a long awaited and much needed vacation.  At first it was not going according to my crazy plans or really high expectations but then I gave in and decided that there was no way things were going to happen my way so I might as well enjoy what comes anyway.

Don't they just look gorgeous?

Remember my stack of 11 books?  Well I added another 8 to them.  I didn’t want to buy any, nor did I plan to.  But those pesky books know my name.  They called my name and whispered sweet nothings begging me to buy them and who am I to refuse a book’s plea.  From top to bottom they are:

  1. Feel the fear and do it anyway by Susan Jeffers
  2. رحيق العمر – جلال أمين
  3. وصف مصر في نهاية القرن العشرين – جلال أمين
  4. رصف مصر – عمر طاهر
  5. How to travel with a salmon by Umberto Eco
  6. مقتل الرجل الكبير – إبراهيم عيسى
  7. Think before it’s too late – Edward De Bono
  8. The Black Swan by Nassim Nicholas Taleb

You totally understand why I got them right?  They’re all really really useful books.  Besides they look so pretty.

So warm and cozy

My favorite mug might live at my mum’s house but my second favorite mug lives here.  It even has it’s own cozy and looks so cute.  I really should stop thinking about mugs the way I do.  But mugs are really important.  I mean who doesn’t drink at least 3 cups of coffee a day in their favorite mug?  It has to be the right size, the right color and just fit in your hands perfectly.  Otherwise it’s just a vessel for coffee.  But a good mug is an experience worth having.  Just like the perfect pair of shoes.  You can think of shoes as containers for your feet, or you can think of them as the platform you stand in every day to deal with the world.  They take you from one place to the next.  They take you to greatness, they run with you when you run from fear and they make you look taller or slimmer if you choose the right pair.  The right pair will hug your feet and support you all day long while still looking pretty and nice.  I also feel as strong about my pens ( I love fountain pens) as I feel about mugs and shoes.  I am not an overtly sentimental person but I guess I am a very sentimental person.

Have you ever thought about your two personalities?  Your inner personality (the one that only you knows) and your outer one ( the one that everyone deals with)?  I think my inner personality is an extrovert while my outer personality is an introvert.

Yesterday's rain

Rain in Kuwait

It rained almost all day yesterday.  I love rain.  Coincidentally I turned on my iPod in the car and Tracy Chapman was singing Let it Rain.  Coincidence or cosmic alignment?  I love how a good rain makes everything look clean and sparkly.  It is like the streets just had a shower, now if only the streets smelled like Herbal Essence shampoo I would be in heaven.  I am going to miss winter.  I always miss winter.  Maybe I should move to a country with colder cloudier climate.  I really shouldn’t drive and take pictures.  But in my defense the light was red and turned green while I was taking the picture.  So technically I wasn’t really driving.

Let it rain

It’s good to be home.  I have big plans but this time they are more realistic plans.  I learn fast.  I so miss crocheting too.  I got lots of lovely cotton yarn at ridiculously low prices compared to Kuwait and the variety was great too.  I should have bought more but I was afraid of being caught by customs for illegal export of yarn.

I had better go now and start working on my new awesome “to do for life” list because it is really long and I really want to tick off everything on it as soon as I can because I am alive so I have to do all of this stuff I want to do.

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    • At 2010.05.03 15:04, Mona said:

      Love. This. Post.

      • At 2010.05.03 16:01, jessyz said:

        Thank you. I thought it was really personal and no one would be interested.

        • At 2010.05.03 20:41, Amira AK said:

          Lovely. And it’s lovely because it’s personal :) you have been missed. let me know what you think of The Black Swan when you finish reading it. Sobhan Allah I was just at the bookstore a couple of hours ago and as always contemplated whether or not to get it. I have a friend who likes it very much but says it’s intense. And Sobhan Allah again, i was listening to Tracy Chapman yesterday and enjoying her tremendously. she has a way of positively transforming your mood and your day totally. Good luck with that list :))

          • At 2010.05.04 10:17, jessyz said:

            I’ll read it and let you know, I had been looking for it for ages actually. I love Tracy Chapman, there’s a song for every occasion.