Survivor Results!

*** WARNING: This may or may not contain a spoiler for those awaiting the Survivor finale!

Just finished from watching Survivor - and Amanda didn't win, although Ozzy proclaimed his love to her. Pavarti won and Cice was sidelined - just like that poor ice cream scooper with the doggy hairstyle.

In Arabic:

يعني أم القمل أماندا ما فازت ... فازت الخايسه أم ضرطه بافارتي!! فهامتون واللا اشرح من تاني ؟؟؟

وإلي ما إتمشط شعرهة عطوهة علة مكوتهه و قلو لهه روحي خمي الحمام أحسن ليك !!

At the end you just know, that if you lie, and cheat and stab people in the back, you get further in life.

Bon Chance!

Ouch! That Hurts!!

Just when I thought that I was the silliest of them all ... there seems to be a pretender who wants to pull the Persian rug from under my pedicured feet.

How dare you?

Never mind ... he can do whatever he wants to - even change the calender to suit his needs! He is after all a dictator - and I am merely a princess!

Fixing Dinner!

"So what's for dinner?" she laughed, with a sneer, showing your fangs, comfortable in your total insecurity and failure as a caring giving woman, who can't even fix an omelette to feed her grubby brood.

"I'm actually just pulling it out of the microwave," I naively reply, oblivious of the fact that this particular question was aimed at dissing me as an incompetent woman of leisure, whose daily pursuits include shopping, doing her nails and grooming her hair!

"Your poor poor husband!" she squeals, so loud, making sure that the whole of Bahrain had heard that I was feeding the pampered Bahraini in Canada microwaved ready made junk food.

"It's actually leftovers from last night," I try to explain, adding more insult to injury.

"And you feed him leftovers! Oh my! How could you do that????" she yells into my ears.

By now, I realise what had I gotten myself into. In her hysteria, I knew it was pointless to explain to her that it wasn't her business; that we were happy running our lives the way we do; No thanks Martha Stewart, we don't need your advice; I can cook (very well too!!) and have proved over two years that I am competent around the kitchen without two maids and a cook; and that fixing a dinner for two or 10, is like a walk in the park on a beautiful spring day, with birds chirping and all the hues of the rainbow in flowers in carefully manicured beds on the side walks!

Nope.. Some people are better ignored, left to hang dry without an explanation. Sometimes it works better to keep the fool thinking, thinking, thinking and being fools, you just know that this is precisely what they aren't capable of doing.

Global Warming

Tongue Biting

Those who know me - know how difficult it is for me to shut up .. but over the past few days I have been awfully receptive to the most ridiculous insults from people - while biting my tongue and turning the other cheek.

Am I growing up and is this part of the maturing process? Or I have just lost hope in people changing and being humane?

I had a creepy call from someone and while talking to her, I heard baby noises in the background.

"Is that your baby?" the silly me asked.
"Oh! He no longer is a baby.. he's a man now," she callously replied.
"Congrats! You could have said something. The least I could have done (being so far away) is send you flowers," I said, trying hard not to sound hurt.
"Oh you know how it is.. Not everyone likes babies," she explained.

Well, good for you! I really feel so sad for this secluded baby - whose arrival to this world is shrouded in secrecy!!!

Speaking of babies, you know how some parents are so over-protective, right? Nothing wrong with that really - unless of course their idea of loving their child is putting them under house arrest.

"How's your son with school?" I ask, trying not to sound too inquisitive.
"Oh no! There is no way he will be going to any school ever! I will home school him!" she yells into my ears.

While I was stunned that a six year old is forced to stay at home, with his clingy mother, there is nothing I can say. She wants to make a zombie, good for her!! I just can't help myself feeling sorry for the poor sod.

And last but not least, here's what's really making my blood boil today - a conversation with a relative..

"When are you coming back to Bahrain?" she asks.
"I really am dreading it .. you know .. looking for a place again, furnishing it and all that headache," I say, opening my heart to her.
"You are so lucky you don't even have children," she reacts, with malice, of course.
"And what will you do with children.. you should be lucky to have landed a husband in the first place," she continues.

Stunned again.. and speechless.. I roll my eyes in horror. What the hell did that comment mean? Why should I be grateful I landed a husband? What is making her itch?
I just laughed her comment away and let it go, amused that this was her frank opinion of me - useless as a mother, and grateful to have "landed a husband."

I sure should count my blessings, everyday!!

Cherry Popping!

People are still asking me about this incident, as if I am now the cherry expert.

"Is it a big deal?" you ask.
"Yes, it is... because in our culture a girl has to have her hymen intact until is married."

"And what if ....?"
"Well, in that case, she makes arrangements to get it fixed. A hymen replacement surgery is an easy tuck job from what I have heard."

"What about girls born without it?"
"They live to hope and pray I suppose."

"How much would that operation cost?" you continue your interrogation.
"I haven't had to do it so I really don't know ... but I know two girls in Bahrain who have and I can check with them for you."

"What about boys in your society? Should they too be virgins?"
"The rules are different for boys ... in a hypocritical society, there is a different measuring stick for the sins girls commit, and another one, using a different numerical system for boys. Born equal in the eyes of God, men and women are worlds apart in the eyes of men."

"And this Tunisian girl...What will happen to her?"
"No idea. I still don't understand why she made a big fuss about it to begin with. The story says the man hasn't even laid a finger at her."