Juggeling Act

Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls come and meet the incredible juggeling clown/mom.

Sometimes I feel like my life is nothing more then a circus show and I am the main act. This week I am swamped with " to do's". I have my PSY and Eng finals today , my mom is coming in from out of town today, so that means the house must be spotless. Friday its my turn to read to my sons Kindergarten class and make a craft, I will be reading "The Gingerbread baby" so therefore I will be baking a gingerbread house so the kids can decorate it. Then its home to make the goodie bags for my sons Birthday part this weekend because I wont be able to do it on Saturday as I have to work a double from 7-7 for the girl who wants off cause its her birthday. Then back on the train from NYC to CT so I can be home to sleep to wake up for sons B-day party on Sunday.

Anyone wants to switch lives with me between all the info/things my brain has to process, remember, do, and keep track of I feel that my brain will short circuit very soon.

West + East

Sometimes it takes a while to get my Western brain wrapped around Eastern thoughts. My cousin who is on the way for vacation to south africa with her hubby and bro-in-law called to tell me she will be laying over in ny for 2 days so she can see me and the kids. This happened to be the weekend I work and she called me 15 min before boarding her flights to tell me the plan nonetheless the gesture was appreciated and we were happy to try and accomadate them. The point of the story is we left the kids at my grandmas and treated them out to a middle eastern lounge with hookah. My cousin is 3 month preg and couldnt smoke but me hubby and the other boys did when it was my turn to pass the hookah to my husband intervened and said i dont smoke. I told him I wanted to try it where he firmly replied no it isnt good for you, I didnt want to make a scene or reinforce any thought that middle eastern men are controlling in front of a family member so I let it go. Later that evening when we were driving home I asked him why he wouldnt let me smoke to which he replied that its disrespectful to him for his wife to smoke next to him in public, Go Figure some things I will never understand about arabs.

It was nice though watching my cousin fight over paying the bill with him, by nights end they had hookah , tea, desserts, a brand new tea pot and their very own hookah all curtisy of my hubby who refused to let them pay for anything made me proud and thats one Eastern concept that my Western brain can appreciate.

Arab Soul

In the car today I found a song from Asala that my hubby put on my Ipod. Let me just say that I am so loving this chick, not an easy feat I must admit since arabic music is so concentrated with D-list bop/pop artist think Britney Spears if you must. Asalla voice is so soulful and strong just what the arabic music industry is missing. She is the Syrian mans Alcia Keys or better yet Aretha Franklin. I wish there were more of her out there in the middle eastern music scene.