what a night!

Last night we came home after being out for most of day...the cat was very hiper so we let her play around while hubby and I watched TV.

A little bit later we hear a splash! Well I heard it, so I go check and sure enough the cat has fallen in the toilet! She didn't fall all the way in, she got herself out before she got all wet. The poor thing was scared, he heart was beating so loud. Thankfully the toilet was clean, I had cleaned it with bleach bathroom cleaner earlier in the day!

To add to her misery I gave her a bath! She is a cat she hates bath time, but I will not have a cat that fell in the toilet running around my house, NO WAY! so she got a bath. Now she smells so good, I think I will give her a bath more often...

Cats are so ugly without their fur! They probably think we are the ugliest things in the world because we do not have fur eh? I had to hold her for over an hour all wrapped up in a blanket because she was shaking like crazy! NOTE to self: always keep the toilet seat cover down in the downstairs bathroom!

Other than that we had a good weekend. We went to chuk E cheese, we had so much fun! I am more of a kid than my kids...it is so embarrassing! Yesterday we went to a fair in the area and went on some rides, and played some games. We went to my parent's house for a dinner party. I saw my neighbours and other friends I have not seen since I left to Amman, so it was fun to catch up with everyone! The good thing is that now I am officially an adult, it was the girl's job to help cleanup and do the dishes. For years it was my sister and I doing all the work, while those girls sat and watched TV right after dinner...now they are all grown up *sniff, sniff* one is a doctor well still a resident but still, and one is doing some pharmaceutical research, the others are in university...they are all grown up! I remember when we met them twenty years ago, they were little annoying brats, but we did spent alot of times together, they were the best neighbours ever! It was nice to see them again...

annoying!

Do you know what is more annoying than Barney??? Barney in Arabic! OMG kill me please!

Pre kids I always said I will never let my kids watch Barney! I also said my kids will not use a pacifier, will be breastfed for 1yr, will be talking in full sentences in both lanuages by the time they are two, will not watch more than one hr of Tv a day, will be potty trained by two(hahahhahahahahahahahahahah), will not throw tantrums in public(haaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaa)! Will never be allowed to sleep in bed with us, will not eat candy except on occasions, and they will do whatever I tell them to do...but things do not always go as planned, especially when you make these plans as a naive none parent and you think you know it all!

My kids love Barney! I am starting not to mind it so much, we sing the I love you song a hundred time a day! But I will put my foot down to Barney in Arabic! Now that is beyond agony!

Ouch , ouch ouch

Like I said yesterday I loved going to the gym! I am so sad that the kids are not in school today so can not go to the gym :( although I am soooo sore!! My biceps, triceps, shoulders, chest...but it is a good pain because it means my muscles are getting restored. Since today is lower body workout day, I guess I’ll do lunges, squats and Pilates at home...and hmmm for cardio I will dance! I love dancing! No more flabby Sammy!!

Speaking of working out, my mother in law is so cute! Every time I say I want to go to the gym she pushes that I should go out walking instead of the gym! She is always advocating walking because when you go to the gym, dance or do any other exercise as soon as you stop you gain the weight back, but with walking you do not gain it back. I am all for walking, I think it is a great, simple , refreshing exercise and have plans (yes with my sister in law so it may not happen) to go out walking every night when the kids are in bed. But walking is like every other exercise, if you stop doing it regularly for a good period of time at a good pace your body will stop losing weight, and being fit! The benefits of walking do not stay forever just like any other form or exercise. Of course she does not think I should be strength training, she thinks I will look as buffy as a man! *LOL* seniors so cute?? I gave up trying to explain things to her, but other times I am in an arguing mood.

Bike for Sale

Isn't this funny?? Husbands! they are clueless sometimes....a dear friends's husband did this few months ago! He bought a bike without his wife's consent...I am waiting to see his bike for sale ad anytime now.

Do you know so and so in Canada?

When I was in Lebanon few years ago. I was sitting at my uncle’s house when a neighbour(an elderly lady) dropped by for a finjan ahwi(a cup of coffee)

Neighbour: men ween into ya 7abibti, sme3et inik jai min Canada.(I heard you came from Canada)

Me: aa (aha)

Neighbour: bte3rafi flan ibn flan? Kan jarna, wisa 3ayesh becanada(do you know so and so, the son of so and so? He lives in Canada)

Me: la wala ya khalto ma ba3rafo, ween 3ayesh becanada?(no I do not know him, which part of Canada does he live in?)

Neighbour: ma ba3raf ween, bas ya3ni saken nawa7eekom.(I do not know, but he lives there)

Me: Canada kteer kberi ya khalto, wfeeha 3arab kteer, ma ba3rafhom kolhom. (Canada is a very big country, and there are lots of Arabs, I do not know them all)

Neighbour: Gareeb (strange)

She finished her coffee and left thinking sho had, ma3'ool ma bti3rafo?.

It is so funny how she expected me to know someone just because he lives in Canada. Really she lives in a camp the size of my apartment complex. Does she know every single person there?? Some times people surprise you with their questions and comments.
She probably just came by to ask me this question :o) old people are so cute sometimes:)

Real Age

What is your real age??

http://www.realage.com/

Stages we go through as we age:

At 5 you love your age, and will go into a screaming fit if someone says you are 6 or 4

At 12, you start lying about your age. Adding 2 years to your age, because older is cooler.

At 18 you are finally at a cool age so you happy with your age .it is the perfect age, no need to lie. You are at the perfect age until you hit 25.

At 25 you start to practice lying about your age. You jokingly say I am 24 and 15 months and so on. It is ok because you are still in your 20’s

At 30 you officially start lying about your age it is not a joke anymore. You will be 29 years old for so long you eventually forget how old you really are.

At 40 you are still lying about your age, but now you are stuck at 35 for the next few years.

After 50 you will be 45 for few years.

After 60 you stop caring, you have more improtant things to worry about

If you happen to make to 100, you gloat about it and feel special. I am 100 years old and I am alive! Go me, go me....

But really, what is age? It is just a number. How you feel, look and act is what determines your age.

And hey according to real age, if I “chose” to lie about my age, I will not be lying since I am 6 years younger than what my age is

can not think of a title.

I just remembered this and wanted to share it, if my son reads this when he gets older he will not be too happy. But he is only 5.5yo now and could careless.

In the summer we take lots of road trips around the province. Right now we are living in western Canada, close to the Rockies so we like to take advantage of that and we drive to the mountains as much as we can. Once you are out of the cities here, you are in the middle of nowhere for quit sometime. Especially while driving in the mountains. This means that if one needs to use the bathroom, it is too bad one has to wait. But you cannot expect a then four years old to hold it for hours. So we would park the car on the side of road and let Zozo do his business.

I wanted to emphasize to Zozo that he could only do this while we are driving in the middle of nowhere. If we are in the city he will have to hold it until we got home or to wherever we going to use the bathroom. Hubby would jump in and say ma tidakhali it is a man thing, and when the boy has to go he has to go no matter where he is, he should not hold it. Then start with his I am older therefore I know better speech.

Next life I am marrying a younger man!

Fast forward to July of last year, we were in Amman. Hubby, the kids, my sister in law and I were at Mecca mall. We walked around, did some shopping and left the mall. We were waiting for my sister in law’s car to come outside the mall, when zozo decided he needed to go peepee. I guess he remembered his daddy’s words, the kid can pee wherever he want to, he should not hold it blah blah blah *shaking head and rolling eyes at hubby*. He pulled his shorts down and did his business. He was four years old; he was told he could do it anywhere as long as he was outside, and we were outside the mall. So really it is not his fault, it is hubby’s fault!

It was so embarrassing; I wanted to crawl under a rock. Poor zozo didn’t know why everyone was laughing. Hubby learned that he should watch what he says our son, and that wifey (me) was right like always! So I had to go back and explain that we only pee in the bathroom because we are human not animals, and the only exception is when we are in the middle of nowhere with no bathrooms around. Now Zozo knows better, and I guess so does hubby. MEN!!!!

Laban?

Laban and 7aleeb

There are so many words that mean one thing in one country and something else in another. I have so many stories since I have friends from all over the Arab world in Canada.

When we first met our Egyptian neighbours so many years ago it was my turn to make tea for guests; my sister and I used to take turns haha..

So I was asking how much sugar they like in their tea and the hajja said three sugars and some Laban.

I go back to the kitchen, and I’m thinking what? Laban, araf, araf, araf! Who the heck puts Laban in their tea?? So I go back to the living room, to make sure:

Me: hajja, inti olti 3ayza laban beshai beta3ek? (Me talking with my Egyptian accent)
Hajja: aywa, shwaia , mosh keteer wmatenseesh thalatha sokar, ana a7eb elshai 7elw.
Me: laban? ya3ni laban? inti 3ayza laban belshai??
Hajja thinking eh dah, elbente deh hablah wala eh?
Me thinking araf araf araf

Then finally my mom, and the hajja’s daughter in law realize my dilemma. And they tell me that the hajja wants milk in her tea, not yogurt!!

Well dah, I’ll never make that mistake again.


And then again once after hubby and I got married, his nephew stayed with us after the wedding for few week. One day after I finished cooking dinner, hubby was sitting on the balcony smoking.

Me: T, momken troo7 t3ayet la Rami 3shan yegi yakol?
T: eesh? A3yetlo 3shan yegi yakol?
Me: aah, 3ayetlo , howi 3ala elbaranda a3ed bedakhen.
T: taib leesh badi a3yetlo?
Me: 3shan yegi yakol (ya latkha)
T: tayeb mashi (he is thinking eesh hadi mart khali, sho habla, , leesh badi a3ayetlo?)

So T goes to hubby, telling him that he is supposed 3ayetlo to come eat, and of course hubby knows my Palestinian/Lebanese talk by then, so he laughs and laughs.

So I was basically saying:
Go call him to come eat

And he was hearing
Go cry to him to come eat
So now I know not to use the word 3ayet in Jordan, and say Nadi !