Back to Blogging!

The alert from my last post blared continuously during the last week.
I was cranky, grouchy, grumpy and very short-tempered.
Many things happened that normally I would have blogged about. But The Mood was not right for blogging.

The Mood has improved a bit today…so I will blog!



Old Is Good!

We have a saying in Arabic that says Qadeemak Nadeemak meaning things that you grow up with are your trusty companions.

I’ve been thinking of this saying all week. For two reasons:
1. Amr Diab is releasing a new Album soon. I grew up listening to Amr Diab. Even now, that my music taste has changed from when I was younger, my love to Amr’s music didn’t waver. I can even recognize a new song to be his by the first couple tunes. Listening to him relaxes me. His voice reminds me of so many good memories. I don’t think I will ever grow off him. The fact that he is getting better looking by each year also helps I’m sure. I am listening to him now, and I am thinking this is going to be a good day!
2. Last week, Aminah walked into my room smelling so sweet. I asked her what she had on and she said an old Issey. Since the early 90’s Issey Miyake was my signature perfume, when I couldn’t find it but in London. As the years passed, Aminah had Thierry Mugler's Angel and Haya had Chanel Allure as their signature perfumes. Signature perfume means that we could tell who is coming just from smelling the air before them! A couple of years ago, I grew up, and started using other perfumes. I was hooked on Chanel Chance for awhile and then L'Instant De Guerlain. Smelling Issey on Aminah brought back lots of good memories and I discovered that I really like how it smells more than anything else. So I went and got me a bottle. Sprayed lavishly on today, I already feel better. Yes, today will be a good day.


A Stressful Job!

I think the stress at work has finally showed on me. My boss sent me a forward with the subject “I love my job”. Now my boss is not someone who forwards jokes and fun emails. All the forwards I ever received from him were all work related. This forward had a PowerPoint attachment and I was the sole receiver. The presentation starts with a question: “And you think your job is stressful?” and then shows how a python hunter hunts!! Yes my boss has some weird humor. I forwarded his email to others asking them what they think he meant by the email. The unanimous reply was: "Stop Complaining and Nagging"! I liked David’s reply though: “It means that he wants to go out and hunt snakes with you. Simple as that”. If my boss asked me to go hunting for snakes, I’d just point on few ones we have at the office!


Drug Me Please!

But my job is stressful. Especially that I am doing more than one!!!
And it is having its toll on me. From last Thursday till Monday, I’ve slept 12 hours only.
Manil who got me from his London trip my special Neurofen Plus pills (unsold in Dubai as its considered a large dose of Iboprofen & Codeine) proved to be even more valuable. Moaning about my insomnia, he offered me a sleeping pill called Stilnox. He promised me that it will knock me off in 15 minutes. It Did!! I took them at 8 pm, and the second I closed my eyes, I was out! Unfortunately, I was up again at 2 am. 6 hours of sleep are not bad. But I wanted more, and more didn’t come. I thought of calling Manil to ask him if I can come and pick up another pill from him. It was just a thought of course.
Tuesday came and I was determined to go to my GP and get my own bottle of sleeping pills. RIGHT! Begging him that I can’t sleep, explaining that it’s affecting my work, and my social life (I’m being bitchy to everyone!), he gave me THREE pills and told me to take only half one. YEAH RIGHT!!
Of course my mom went nuts on me for taking sleeping pills, thinking I’ll become an addict. As if that’s possible with 3 pills only! Then maybe my new best friend Manil could supply me, for the right price of course!!
Asif tells me to try herbal stuff. Since he started going to the gym again he is becoming simply unreasonable.
Nana tells me to lie down and read Quraan on me. My sweet sister thinks someone gave me an evil eye. LOL!
I took half a pill. Nothing happened. I took the second half. Nothing happened. I was tempted to take another full pill, but I restrained. My resolve is very admirable!! Two hours later, I finally slept. I slept well, even though I woke up about 5 times during it.
I slept well last night too. Without any pills cause I am NOT an addict.
Well…actually I did take a pill!
I was vaccinated against Meningitis (left arm) and (the first of three) Hepatitis A & B (right arm) last night. Its for Hajj. Yes I’m going to Hajj this year inshallah. I have to get another two different shots on Saturday, one for the Flu and the other for Typhoid. Lucky me!
My arm was throbbing and I was getting a fever, so I took one of the Neurofen Plus just before I went to bed.
My left arm is still throbbing. I didn’t take anything to ease the pain, nor plan to. I am NOT an addict!



Shake It Up!

Sitting peacefully at work after lunch on Sunday, I heard some ticking; I looked around and didn’t figure out what’s happening. But my coworkers at the other side of the office were exclaiming as their desks and chairs shook.
While we debated weather it was an earthquake or an airplane hitting the top floors of my coworkers side (that was my explanation! lol), David decided that it was an earthquake and left the building. The rest of us stayed and looked at all those who evacuated. 10 minutes later, an announcement through the emergency speakers told us that the building is safe and we should remain where we are, and that the tremors were just from the ripple of an earth quake somewhere on the coast.

The people of the UAE had nothing to talk about for the next few days but the Earth Quake and the Gay Wedding of course.

Maybe I’m a sadist, but I really thought we needed more than a very short tremor. Dubai needs a real earth quake to wake it up! Few buildings falling, a couple of deaths and injuries, just to remind people they are not immune. A reminder of how short this life is and how it will end.



Without Wax

I’m signing my emails just for the fun of it by “Without Wax”… I’m not telling people yet what it means… cause no one is asking yet! I think people think I’m just simply WEIRD!

And on that note….

Without Wax!