Fluent Thoughts

It’s after the second cup that I be able to function and when it’s the third I begin to sway to a semi real world. I start wondering while they are talking, taking half of my attention to other things still managing to listen to what they say

Him: “If you can see over here, you’ll find that this expense has nothing to do with this month’s revenue; it should …… Blah blah blah”

Me: listening, yet thinking of why in god would he always wear brown based ties, can’t he see that his eyes has a gray shade in them and that if he wore gray, baby blue or even green ties it would enhance the colour of his eyes beautifully.

Him: “You should tell him to give you the estimated budget for …… blah blah blah”

Me: still listening, yet thinking with a big face as his, he should consider keeping some hair to reduce the size of his cheeks. Very big, very very big … Some one should tell him.

Him: “blah blah blah”

Me: No more listening and only thinking of how hideous his nails are; Please someone tell him to go have a manicure, he really needs it

Him: “So what ever you’re saying to him, remember ….. blah blah”

Me: Saying to him? He has problems indeed, but you? Oh god you need too much work!

Munchkin

The new member of our family, my nephew, he is already five months old and has all the symptoms of cuteness. He is an adorable smiley little kid that already has his own personality, such as not sleeping without his stuffed toy which is a donkey wearing a gazelle costume.

Morning Coffee

فقدتك يا أعز الناس.. فقدت الحب و الطيبه.. أنا من لي في هالدنيا.. سواك.. و إن طالت الغيبه

Shopping

I went shopping twice during this month once to assist ra-1 in buying white shoes, the second was to buy Eid gifts for my family and ra-1 was my assistant this time. And those two times were enough to discover what a clumsy driver I have.

Disgusting

Listening to Gay guys talking about makeup.

A Lesbian hitting on a NORMAL female human being.

A prayer

Dear Allah, In order to start it you must have an ending already sited in mind. Please Allah make the ending peaceful and honorable. Amen

Ramadam

ينعاد علينا و عليكم بالخير

Eid

You already know how much I love it

عيدكم مبارك

I had a strange dream last night; it was in another place that I’m planning to takeover in real, anyway, in this dream I was making me coffee using a coffee press and a Davidoff filter coffee, and I was really enjoying the fact that it’s a morning coffee and not an after iftar coffee.

The strange thing about it is that I don’t have a coffee press (how come?!) and I have never tried a Davidoff coffee before! I wonder, where such dreams come from?

This Ramadan Boodi (My 8 Y/O brother) should fast till sunset on weekends and until he’s back from school on school days.

Day 1 (school day)

Boodi is back from school

Mum: “Hi dear so you’re fasting today”
Boodi: “No I had to drink water after the PE class, because my teacher forced me to run around the play ground three times”
Mum: “And why would she do that?”
Boodi: “Because I went to drink water without asking her first”
Mum : !!!

Day 2 (weekend)

Boodi is watching TV with my sis, where an advertisement of food was showing

Boodi: “ما يجووووووووووووز”
Siso: “why ما يجوز”
Boodi: “Because my father doesn’t allow me to say حرام”
Siso: “Okay and what is it that ما يجوز”
Boodi: “Showing food on TV while we are fasting”

And then he starts talking about food and without noticing he takes the mixed nuts bowl from the table and starts munching!

Day 3 (weekend)

Boodi fasts the whole day and when it’s time for تراويح prayers my father asked him to join them.

Boodi: “How much ركعات”
Loosh: “11 ركعات”
Boodi:”Oh that’s too much I’m not going”
Dad: “Yes you are! Go wear a Dishdahsa”
Boodi: “Why can’t I go wearing this?”
he was wearing a pear a short jeans and a sleeveless shirt
Dad: “It isn’t appropriate”

Boodi went and wore a Dishdasha but what caught my attention while they were heading out were his Crocs! They look hideous with a Dishdasha!

My phone ringing

TF: “Hello”
She: “Are you feeling better”
TF: “Not really, I’m having a severe headache”
She: “Can I come now; I need to talk to you about something”
TF: “Yeah sure, why not?”
She: “I’ll be there in minutes”
TF: “Help your self in, the door is open”
She: “Thank you”
TF: “حياج الله”

Minutes later, she comes in crying! At that moment I wanted to shout “بره. آنا ناقصه وجع راس؟”, but instead I told her to come and have a seat. No, I didn’t rise up and hug her and didn’t even ask her what’s wrong (she’s a drama queen).

She: “OMG she called me a liar”
TF: “You heard her saying it; I could never imagine her saying CHATHABA”
She: “No she texted messaged me “tell the names of those who told you””
TF: “So she didn’t say that you’re a liar?”
She: “Doesn’t that mean that she thinks that I’m lying to her? Anyway, I will tell her it’s L who told me”
TF: “But yesterday you said it was M who told you!”
She: “Huh? … No it was another thing that M told me about”
TF: “What was it that they told you? I’ve heard three stories and two names until now”
She: “You think I’m lying too??”
TF: “I don’t care if you were lying or not; you came to me complaining and seeking for advice, I just don’t blame her if she thinks you are lying”
She: “Why would I lie about such a thing?”
TF: “Hey; I didn’t say you are lying; I said I can’t blame her if she believed so”
She: “I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?”
TF: “I’ll be honest with you. Every thing you did was wrong; shouting at her in front of us all, about something you your self aren’t sure about”
She: “I trust M”
TF: “You just met M two days ago, and from the first meeting she tells you that about her!! So confusing to me”
She: “I know M من زمان“
TF: “Okay, I have enough ache in my head, can you please go solve what ever mess you’ve caused by your self”