Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts

Monday, February 17, 2014

Will this winter end?

new job.
new job people...at age 38! 
yeah I know i might be crazy... but I just had this feeling, it was the right  thing to do at the right moment...
ok, I had to "re-arrange" lots of things in my life... from Sary's nursery to my favorite bakery... but I believe it is worth it.
many details to come about this, and about other stuff going around... about the new questions coming from that sweet mouth of Ghadi, about otitis - yes, again!!!- and about my worries regarding Sary's non-stop movement and the disastrous interview we had for school registration...
I'm just taking a long breath now, check on this blog one month later and I promise it will be loaded with hundred funny stories and few sad ones... because this is life after all... and if we don't put a big smile and open our heart for hope, we're f***ed ;) and I wouldn't allow that i'm telling ya 
happy February, happy new day...wishing us and you all lovely end for this long long winter I will never forget.


Saturday, May 18, 2013

"Date a girl who reads"

I stumbled upon a text posted by a cool blogger who writes about books...her blog is called "Book Lovers Book Club", the text/essay she posted is written by a Filipino author Rosemarie Urquico, and there's a nice story behind it, you can follow it here if your are interested...
but I really couldn't let that text pass by without  pasting it here, hoping that it would be read some day by my boys...
and then they'd remember me... because the author is talking about me...literally...
well, it's about any girl... who reads! (I told you, me, ME!)

"Date a girl who reads. 
Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

– Rosemarie Urquico –

Sunday, March 17, 2013

3rd Bloggoversary!

3 years ago, I posted for the first time, celebrating the arrival of Spring, which was phenomenal,
just like this year,
and last year,
and every single year...
Spring arrives and one can't help the overwhelming excitement whenever you see those red Coquelicots popping up at every corner!
The fresh breeze, and that feeling when you finally put all your woolen pullovers in laundry, just before throwing them away in that high cabinet, saying see you next winter, with that evil smile!

Even kids seem to blossom at the sight of that blue sky and Sary is now enjoying a daily promenade at the nursery garden, while Ghadi is reporting every day, the preparations for the mother's day celebration.

I hope this spring will come with the whole package... Happy weather and happy moments...
and I hope that all my efforts to share my rants and raves here are in some way useful to somebody...
they are of great value to me, because it is my way to express, to vent and to document my crazy life raising those two boys and trying to maintain a self balance, a peaceful rhythm, and a warm big heart to fit all the tremendous feelings for the people I love, the people I miss and for this Kinder surprise called Life!

Tree of Life - Gustav Klimt



Monday, February 11, 2013

A confession of hate!


Theoretically, February is a promising month,
It’s just before spring and it shall be the end of the tough winter and marking the approaching start of good weather …
Three beloved people celebrate their Birthdays during this month…
It’s 3 days less than the month before and the month after…

but all this can’t help changing my feelings toward this month!
I just Hate it!
Yes February, I hate you and I don’t know exactly why…

Maybe my anticipation for March, makes this month feels like a really looong one!
Maybe it’s me, tired of the cold, the storms, and the layers of clothes…
Or my eyes, tired of the grey skies…

While waiting for this Feb 2013th  to end, I will be planning for March!
We’ll be celebrating Sary’s Birthday, the Spring and hopefully lots and lots of color Blue!

I don’t like to end my posts in a melancholic tone, 
so I’ll just leave you with this, taken last Saturday at the park!

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Autumn Leaves...

so it's already October...
my favorite month...
of my favorite season...
another summer passed by, but we can still smell the sea waves,
sand  grains are still in that huge bag full of beach toys!
even the swimsuits are still in the drawers... as if we didn't accept yet that idea
that it's already October!

the Autumn begins always in our home in a festive way!
Back to School...
Ghadi's Birthday...
New toys and new books...
and the cool event: Sary is going to nursery!

yes
all of the above is accompanied by huge emotions and great feelings...
and shall be documented by many many posts to come!

just waiting for the pace of my life to slow down a bit...
and for my feelings to stop whirling...
and for my thoughts to fall in the right order!
.
.
.

until then:

he's so happy and so excited!
I was almost running after him on the way to Entrance!

wish you all the best my big boy!



Saturday, February 11, 2012

Random Facts

The photo above gives clear quick hints to three facts:
Fact 1-this guy, (the older on
e) is the most adorable father
I know many many mothers will assume they have married the greatest husband-friend-lover
But I will humbly say, that I am constantly surprised about the amount of tenderness this man is able to express, give and transmit to his children
Jamil is very supporting,
I mean, lets’ admit, he wakes up in the night with me, holding our baby, singing to him at 3:00AM while I prepare the milk bottle
he would walk down our baby tens of times holding his tiny hands encouraging him to keep walking and supporting his lovely steps
he would go search for a toy, requested by our older son, he would search in 2-3-4 toy stores until he find it (I would NOT do that!)
he would sit next to him, watching him play or play with him
he would put him to bed at night, whispering prayers in his ears
he would do ANYTHING, literally anything that would make our sons happy
I’m so lucky and so happy I have him by my side
His heart is so big and so warm we all fit perfectly in there!



Fact 2- sary’s hair is only getting uglier
I know he’s born with little hair
But those are growing in such a strange way… he’s gonna need a haircut very soon!

Fact 3- that Yuppala/jumper/marche-bébé or whatever u name it, shown at the left corner of the photo,
That is a survivor!
It belonged to my 17-year old niece!
It has been used by her, her sister and borother when they visited Beirut, by Ghadi, by my neighbor’s son, and now by Sary
And still, as tough as ever!
Not a scratch and flawless!
I wonder now that Sary is done with it (he refuses to sit in it anymore!) what would be its next destination!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Winter Strikes!

January is over, and hopefully the chilling temperatures will be away, at least to take a breath, to enjoy few sunrays and to get rid of those heavy woollen clothes.
Sary is not walking yet, probably due to the extra load of the multiple layers he is wearing every day!
By the way, he’ll be 11 months old in few days now!
A Happy gorgeous baby…
Enjoying life, laughing at every gesture and painting our life with the brightest colours during this cloudy winter!







Tuesday, January 24, 2012

TINTIN... Adventures that'd never fade!

A dear Gift from a dear Friend: Zari
Tintin? one of my Favorite characters EVER!
and an amazing memory from childhood!
my older brother had several volumes of Tintin adventures, it was in arabic and I used to read them when I was 8-9
that means more than 20 years ago! 
that means that my kids may have the chance to read them as well!
some things never die
and Tintin is the best proof of that!
 



Monday, January 23, 2012

Random thoughts at the end of January

It's been long time since I posted here.
It's Winter,
It's January...
and it's So cold
but I know this is no Excuse....

The start of this year was accompanied by many heart-pounding challenges.
and I had to take some important decisions related to my career
so this was taking  great time and huge effort.
and now all I can say is that I hope I did the right decision and what is best for me and my family.

January also brought running noses and swollen eyes at home!
I had to give Sary his first Antibiotics 2 weeks ago (this fact is depressing enough) and Ghadi recovered quickly from what seemed like a potential heavy flu (that wiped away the depression!)

meanwhile,
Ghadi seems like he's growing so fast,
it's just getting so fun talking to him, we are having long conversations now,
discussing stuff like why I didn't became an astronaut,
and he's a great brother too! he ENJOYS feeding sary
he does his Best to make him laugh!
they're so cute together!

Sary is standing by his own, holding the edge of a table or the sofa, he sits carefully (after falling several times hitting his head on the floor!)
he enjoys playing hide and seek now and hides his face with any piece of clothes waiting for you to search for him (I'm hiding my face, therefore I don't exist ! :)
he laughs very often and his tiny lower teeth are so cute, especially that there is no sign of any other tooth coming soon!

still one week to end this month, hope it'll bring more fun and joyful moment than the passing ones!

new look, winter look!
Ghadi asked me to shoot him and print the photo to show his teacher that HE IS sleeping alone (with me next to him), in fact in this photo, he was pretending to be asleep,
and another fact: he IS sleeping all by himself! 
he finishes playing, goes to his bed, and sleeps! waw!
my angel while asleep, I spotted him holding his toy, how cute!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Stand by me!

Did It ever happen to you
While going to work,
Half asleep, eyes half closed,
doing great effort to drive, avoid crowded streets, avoid drivers more sleepy than you, avoid sunrays which are haunting your eyes, making it harder to keep them open,
thinking about your child who started crying since early morrning because he doesn’t want to go to summer camp (i.e. colonie), thinking about the smiles and the scent of your baby, which you grasped just before leaving home, wishing you could come back and spend the rest of your life kissing him and hugging him…
feeling the blues… and chocking throught…
then
suddenly
a very cool DG of a very cool radio station, Light FM, plays a song
a song that would turn you upside doen, lift your spirits so high…
it was Ben E. King: stand by me
I raised the volume
High
Then higher
And higher…

he song reminds me of really good days
Of the lion king, timon and pumbaa

 “When the night has come 
And the land is dark 
And the moon is the only light we see 
No I won't be afraid 
No I won't be afraid 
Just as long as you stand, stand by me 

So Pumbaa, Pumbaa stand by me 
Oh, now, now, stand by me 
Stand by me, stand by me 

If the sky that we look upon 
Should tumble and fall 
And the mountain should crumble to the sea 
I won't cry, 
(Pumbaa) You won't cry? 
(Timon)
Nooo, I won't shed a tear 
Just as long as you stand, stand by me 

So Pumbaa, Pumbaa stand by me 
Oh, stand by me 
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me 

(Frogs)
Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me 
Oh, now, now, stand by me 
Oh, stand by me, stand by me, stand by me “



I Started to sing along in a –really-high voice
And then it was a better world, a better day!
A great smile was slowly blossoming upon my face and all the good thoughts and the positive energy started flowing around
We really forget how small things may turn our day and make it start better
Thinking deeply about work-life-friends-
about a better future, for us and for our families

Friday, July 22, 2011

Stepping outside the comfort zone

Never thought I would take my kids and drive to Batroun and spend 2 amazing days with my sister and her three kids, without Jamil!
It all started 3 weeks ago when I made reservation for one suite in Batroun Country club (it is about 80 minutes far from Beirut)
And since it was almost fully booked, there was only one suite left, and we had to go without Jamil.


Certainly I didn’t think twice about it, until we were all in the car, heading north, and only then I was thinking: oh my God, what am I doing!
It’s been long time since I drove to North, the highway seemed scary and I was feeling something between full excitement and horror. To my surprise, it was all under control, kids enjoyed, I enjoyed, even my little baby enjoyed it!
The sun was shy, but it made it cool and I was less worried regarding Ghadi spending long time in the pool.
At the evening we had a walk around the club and Ghadi was so nice and so happy.
Thank you sis and thank you kids for this nice short vacation! It was relaxing and the valuable moments we spent together (without laptops-facebook-mobile phone) are so precious!




And one advise for you my boys,
Do NOT stop challenging yourselves
Do NEVER stop seeking new places and driving new roads
And remember that the feeling of a new experience is something you would never forget
From the simple fact of walking through a street which you never noticed before in your neighborhood,
to travelling and visiting places you’ve never heard of.

Back to my mini-holiday, I may say that I will never forget those couple days.
I can still hear the laughs of Ghadi with his cousins, I can still feel the joy.
Even Sary looked so peaceful and going well with the breeze and the soft sunrays.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

some Updates... from my everyday Life


At last!
We are wearing half sleeves!
This spring was a cold one
And I was sooooo excited to see Sary wearing shorts and sleeveless shirts!
And so excited to stop putting layers and layers of clothes on him to keep him warm while he goes early morning to my in laws
At last
It’s 29 degree
And I’m HaPpY about it!

Sary began to smile and react to my smiles and whispers
It’s amazing
and it gives me tons of energy just when I need it

still my housekeeper didn’t arrive
and I’m getting so exhausted with my full-time work, taking care of my home, my two boys, and my lovely hub
I still have to take care of myself, my mom, answer my sisters calls and hear my friends

I know I have to take a deep breath,
And I thank God for the blessings
When I look around me and I see my kids I smile
When I see Jamil holding Sary, I smile
When I hear Ghadi’s excitement whenever Sary makes an “ouugh” I smile
I AM happy and that is what matters

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Back to Work

Today I'm back to work.
After spending 50 days with my family, I finally had to send my kids to their grandparents' place and head to work.
I cannot deny the guilty feeling that wrapped me today when I was preparing my baby to go to my in law's house... A trip he should do everyday from now on.
My heart broke, and tears filled my eyes as I kissed him and put him in his car seat...

Trying to see the full half of the cup, I thank God for all his blessings, for this cute healthy baby, for having and doing a job I like, for an understanding supportive husband, and for this great weather...
But...The empty half of the cup is also present...
having to bring the kids myself every Monday and Wednesday is a clear evidence of its presence. Jamil has to attend a course at these days and it'll be my mission to bring kids  home, which means a tough and exhausting task... two times a week!

But it'll pass, and I'm really happy...
Happy to resume work, to see my friends daily again, and happy to know that everyday I'll come back home and hug my sweetest kids and have the best times with my family!
and I'll keep trying to think positive, to make our life better, to fill our house with joy and happiness, and to thank God every single moment for all what I have.


Friday, October 15, 2010

Achievements!

Some people learn
And keep on learning
And simply never stop
And jump from one wave to another, from one coast to another

Some people are simply satisfied with what they have learned…
And they stop
And they get stuck in a tornado
In the same tornado

I cannot be like this
And I cannot even explain my nonstop thirst to learn
Anything, and everything

And my new well of knowledge is something I have never expected!
The little boy
Who is just about to start discovering the real world around him
A three-year-old boy
Who was extremely happy today because he knew how to unbutton his shirt!
I was amazed
How such an evident action meant to him
And I have learned
That we should never take anything for granted
Even the smallest happenings
Could bring us immense happiness
And I started my day much better then yesterday
Having decided to enjoy it
To enjoy evident daily things
Like this new song of Feiruz
And the warm sunlight cooled by October morning breeze
and the simple fact that my son is able to unbutton his shirt!
 trying
 trying really hard  
determination
 and...
Victory!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Ramadan 2010

Yes, finally the best month of the year!
Welcome Ramadan
At this Month everyone of us has his own habits…
I, personally, have a mixture of feelings at every Ramadan beginning.
I may not be able to describe it…
It’s just a kind of enlightenment
A great relieve
As if more air is entering my lungs suddenly
As if my thoughts have just became so clear
I tend to think a lot
I become much calmer and much more reasonable…
This is why I take benefit and I try to evaluate everything            
My achievements, my failures, my decisions
The inner Peace this month is bringing is just too enormous to be explained by words

I hope this peace will be upon all believers everywhere.
And Ramadan Karim to everybody

I just cannot resist posting some of the amazing “Ramadan photos”
From the Big Picture-Boston.com about this month everywhere around the globe.

 Visually impaired Palestinian students read verses of the Koran, Islam's holiest book, written in Braille, during the holy fasting month of Ramadan at Al-Qabas Islamic school in the West Bank city of Ramallah, Sunday, Sept. 7, 2008. (AP Photo/Muhammed Muheisen) 

 Muslim women attend prayers on the eve of the first day of the Islamic fasting month of Ramadan at a mosque in Surabaya, East Java, Indonesia on August 31, 2008. (REUTERS/Sigit Pamungkas) 
  
Muslim children pray at a mosque during the month of Ramadan in Manila, in the Philippines on August 23, 2009. (JUNIE DOCTOR/AFP/Getty Images) 

For more photos :

Friday, July 9, 2010

Memories vs. dimensions!

Hearing about the  3D movies makes me think (and really think) about all this fuss of new dimension…
And it takes me back to my university years at KHB when we had to do an assignment about projecting a 2D project into a 3D presentation
My concept was about time/memory
Memory has always intrigued me and its structure is so mystic
Scientists proclaim they have deshiphered its mechanism
But still it amazes me
How a song, a perfume, a scent or even a sound may evoke hundreds of memories we thought they were buried deep in the bottom
And suddenly they come up to the surface
and we find ourselves driven by a flood of unpredicted emotions...
and we re-live the moment!

How can u measure a memory? Which dimension shall we use?
Old vs. new? So when it comes back, is it old anymore?
Big vs. small? Minor vs. major?
What if we project all our memories on a giant blank wall…
How would it look like?
What would be the dominant color?
What music shall be playing in the background?
What would be on the top?
I promise when I do it, I’ll show you the results!


Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Randomness

One of the things I really love, is when I drive my kid early morning to the nursery, listening to a song of Feiruz, selected randomly by a DJ of a randomly selected F.M. station.
and today my heart went so wide when he shouted before i turned on the radio: I want Feiruuuuuuuuz!

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Not any Dream






"When you leave the world a better place than you found it, you matter."
I have read this quote somewhere and i just love it!


It explains my continuous anxiety to improve, to be satisfied with who I am, to create and recreate and reshape the colorful scenes around me by a smile, an advise, or even a thought...
Maybe studying Architecture was part of this plan.
But the bigger dream that would really make the world a better place has not come true yet...
A children book!
A dream I am sharing with a dear friend who happens to be a super talented children books illustrator!
I'm saying it out loud to motivate myself and maybe this way it would be more than just another thought waggling among the 100 dreams yet to be achieved before I leave this world! 

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Library Room

When I used to read Agatha Christy’s books, I’ve always stood still when it comes to library rooms!

In my imagination, THE library room was a spacious room; all walls are full of shelved books, including a desk, a ladder, and surely the comfortable leather fauteuil with a lamp by the side.

The scene would be perfect with a sunny window, but for no specific reason, it used to be a somber space  whenever I imagined it.
Then through my life I have seen many examples in the movies, and in real life.
But none of them was similar to MY dream Library Room.

I have been collecting books since I was a little girl.

I have also inherited a huge collection from my father, a journalist who used to travel and work abroad, and with whom I shared the love of my life: books.

At my parents’ house, we had an attic, full of books (probably my mother was annoyed by the never-ending stream of books, so a few found their way to that space above the bathroom).

So one of my favorite memories from my childhood, is when my brother lifts me up to the attic, that dark room smelling like humidity.
Sitting, searching for children books that may interest me.