Holiday! Celebrate!

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice


Yeah it would!

And I have 9 days starting the second I leave the office today!

I’ve spent the last two days making plans for this break. I was concentrating on going to Salalah, Muscat, or Manama. I shot down a suggestion to go to Yemen.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m really proud of being Yemeni, it’s just that I’m not ready to have my first trip to Yemen this month…or this year! I’ll go there, soon. (As in this life)


Though it is the end of the month, I am someone who cherishes the luxurious life, so all of my plans were looking to cost me an arm and a leg.
If it was going to cost me the fat I carry around so shamelessly, and which I have plenty of (fat that is, not shame), I wouldn’t have thought about it for a second.
An arm and a leg will leave me handicapped. I thought about the benefits of being handicapped. But as is, I already park in the handicapped spots. Temporarily insanity is a handicap you know. So is laziness. Empty spaces always seem to be the furthest away from the entrance. And I just can’t walk all that way.
I know you might think that if I did walk, I could lose the weight. Of course I wouldn’t. You don’t lose weight after 5 minutes of walk!!!


My wise sister Nana (this is her pet name, and she’ll kill me if she knows I’m using it in my blog, but she won’t be reading, and I’ve never called her by her given name, and I’m not in the mood to tell you the story of her name now, and if you have lost count of how many sisters I have, that’s ok, I don’t know how many sisters I have myself!) gave me a good advice.
She said if I was going to spend that much money, I might as well stay in Dubai, and spend the money on myself by going to a good spa and try every single new restaurant in town. As I told you, she is wise.


So all plans cancelled. After sleeping all Friday, I plan to spoil my self rotten. It would be also an early birthday treat for myself (I’m sure I’ll treat myself to something else on my b-day). Haifa will be coming from Oman, and the plan is that we hard-working women will paint the town red….without the drinking of course.


The rest of the family will come back from their vacation on Tuesday, so I’ll be spending the rest of my holiday with them. (Life is so unfair, they went to Paris, London & Montreal and had 2 & ½ months holiday and I have a 4 working-days holiday and I’m staying in Dubai!! But then I chose not to work with my dad! Serves me right for wanting to be independent!).


So I might not blog for the duration of this break and then I might blog more than once daily. It will depend on my “writing mood”.


(Did you notice how many times I wrote “myself” in this post? I’m getting nauseated myself with my self-centeredness. For god’s sake, I’m kidding…I love Me!)


Till the next post…Lets all sing...


Holiday Celebrate
Holiday Celebrate

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice