Branson in Yemen? NOPE

I told my friend, Asif, last night that I started my very own blog. He snickered and then sarcastically said “we’ll see how long this will last”. I told him that I’ve already wrote about THAT!

I was flipping through the channels yesterday, waiting for Rebel Millionaire to start its last episode (I already know who won, thanks to Yahoo, but I like seeing Branson and saying how wealthily gorgeous he is) when I spotted the breaking news on Al Jazeera. The Yemeni president who “owned” the country for 27 years has decided not to run for presidency in next year’s election. Ha, Ha, Ha….and HA! I could clearly see three possible scenarios behind this BRAVE and SELFLESS decision:

1. He is positively sure that the people who voted for him in the last two elections (that’s 99.9% of the votes) will BEG him to stay in power for a “third” period and change the laws (again) to allow this.
2. His son will become the party’s leader and since it is the domineering party (they have the army and the money), his son will be “democratically” elected to be the president. Presidency is NOT inherited in Yemen.
3. Yemen Republic will become the Kingdom of Yemen (That Small Bahraini Island Is Not Better Than Us!) and the beloved president will become his Royal Majesty The King Of Sheba!

How can I be introduced to Sir RICHard? I’d love to work with him, for him, whatever, as long as I get to call him my friend! And aaaaah there is still another episode left before Shawn is pronounced the winner. On another thought, maybe I could be just introduced to Shawn, he is young, wild, has a GOOD job and a sense of humor, and doesn’t drink! Perfect Match!

I’m supposed to start on a diet some day soon. My b-day is in less than 2 months and each year I go into this “I have to look like a goddess on my birthday” mood. I still have time this year, but it seems I will be the goddess of ice cream! I’ve discovered delicious ice cream squares (vanilla cubes with light chocolate coat) about 10 days ago (thanks to my friend Diana’s obsession with the dark chocolate ones), and they are becoming a regular part of my diet. The minute I come back from work, I head straight to the freezer, get a couple out, and munch on them (yes munch!!). Then maybe another one or two (or three if I’m good and I usually am) before bedtime. I wonder if I can go during the lunch hour and get few. Yum! (Better start drinking my water now! And maybe try to pretend I’m working!!)