I am a Muslim, a Christian, a Jew and a Buddhist too. If you don't like it, then this place is not for you, but as long as you don't force your beliefs on anyone, you're welcome to join in, it doesn't matter if you're a liberal, a republican or just simply you.
My friends, today I have a great reason to celebrate.
I hoped, I prayed to God and I wished upon countless stars...
And guess what?
My biggest wish finally came true last night!
My daughter is now living with me, which is exactly where she belongs.
As some of you might recall, after a miserable custody battle of 5 long years in Chicago's seriously dysfunctional Cook County Court, I decided to end the divorce nightmare last August by giving my ex full custody over our child (plus my house), as long as I get to have liberal visitation and she and I can spend time together anytime we want. It was the hardest thing I've ever done in my entire life, but I had to do it to keep the peace and give my daughter at least some sort of stability she so desperately needed.
Well, yesterday he finally came to the conclusion that he simply can't handle being a single dad.....he found a reason to be angry with our daughter and kicked her out of the house, along with her dog Oreo.
Last Friday night I took my daughter and her friend to the Jonas Brothers concert at the All State Arena in Rosemont, like most moms with teenage girls in suburban Chicago did that night. What a mistake that was!
We had good seats and the boys looked great, nice moves, handsome outfits and all as far as I could see, but I couldn't hear a thing of what they were actually singing, nada.
I will never go to a concert again if it's one that generally attracts young teenage girls. The raging hormones were unbearable to my poor eardrums. All they did for what seemed like an eternity was scream at the top of their lungs.
Goodness gracious, the noise was dangerously deafening!
I can only compare it to the loud mating noise produced by cicadas at the height of their mating season, but then a hundred times louder and multiplied by twenty thousand. At one point I looked all around me to observe the crazy madness up close just for the heck of it and for at a split second I imagined I saw not bunch of cute teenage girls, but whole host of huge nasty mean screaming cicadas with vampire fangs out to get those boys. I wished to pass out right then and there and wake up the next day. There was actually one moment when I was standing taking pictures and I feared my wish was about to be granted. I got lightheaded and I quickly sat down and forced my head down to let the blood rush to my head. Now granted, I've been suffering from a severe cold for about a week, but still...I wouldn't recommend the experience to anyone. Be kind to your ears, pay a teenage babysitter who might actually enjoy the experience to take your kids to the concert.
Imagine the horror, if I would have actually fainted and made the news as the pathetic mom who fainted at the Jonas brothers concert.
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday season and may this year be your best one yet!
The view from my window on New Year's Eve was absolutely phenomenal. Everything looked so peaceful and sparkly white with the heavy snow fall that hit pretty much all of the midwest and continued throughout the next day.
My daughter changed her plans, so.......Instead of going out and party all night long as I had planned to do, I spent New Year's Eve cooking, baking and chillaxing, having a good time with my daughter, listening to music, watching movies and listening to my NATastic play the guitar for me. You should have seen her rock, my little girl is amazing, God I love her!
New Year's Day was pretty much a repeat and the only thing that bugged me a little is that I needed a computer fix, but Nat dind't allow me to go anywhere near my PC, wanting all my attention to be dedicated to her to make up for all the times I was too busy working in the last couple of weeks, instead of spending time with her. And who could blame her.
Thank you all for the nice emails that I have not yet been able to respond to in the last few weeks, please know that I do care about you and appreciate you with all my heart, it's just that time flies (even when you're not having fun). All I can say right now is that I promise to get back to my regular online activities within the next couple of days. As for now I'll leave you with this lovely New Year's wish from my good friend Michael in Arizona. :::smiles:::
My Wish for You in 2008
May peace break into your house and may thieves come to steal your debts. May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet of $100 bills. May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips! May your clothes smell of success like smoking tires and may happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy. May the problems you had forget your home address! In simple words ............
First I want to apologize for not responding to comments or emails lately. I've been really busy working and tending to personal matters that required my attention desperately, so please bear with me. Just two more weeks like this before I can go back to my regular routine and start pestering you like ususal.
And if you're having problems leaving comments, please know that a lot of people are having the same problem, myself included. Sometimes I don't even get the error message, I just get a blank page. I usually refresh the page and then the comment gets posted twice. I don't know why this happens, I've complained about it a few times hoping it'll get fixed, but the problem keeps persisting.
whenever I try to leave comment on your blog it gives silly error message, this page
I stopped to get gas on my way home from work yesterday and seven out of eight gas pumps were already taken. The only one left had this note posted on it.
I thought hey I don't mind "slow", I'm in no hurry to get home anyway. It wasn't till after 10 minutes and a half gallon later that I noticed the fine print "not just slow, RETARDED".......ehhh duhhh...snap a pic and I'm outahere!
I usually don't leave the house without first straightening my curls or blowdrying them into bigger curls to ensure a softer gentler look even on my days off, unless I plan on staying home all day.
<~~~~that's Myrtus on PMS, so imagine what I look like with tiny curls....be afraid, be very afraid. :D
Well, the day before yesterday I got up early to go to work and the minute I go out of the shower the electricity went out. Aaaaaah panic struck! I thought oh crap, now what am I going to do? How am I going to style my hair? OK deep breath.....I can't call in sick because I can't come up with a reasonable excuse and I can't lie about it either. . Oh I hate my curly do, I really do! Mostly because it gets way too much unwanted attention from straight haired girls and all that does is distract me from doing my job and earning my commission. They always want to touch it, feel it, and marvel at it as if it's some sort of cuddly pet.
So I went to work with my little tiny curls anyway and the first thing my (straight haired blond) manager said to me was: Oooh you got the "Mo Fro" going, you look so cuuuuute! She had only seen my "Moroccan fro" once before and absolutely loved it.
I said: ughhh my hair is too short and it makes me look like a mean little boy! I don't wanna look cute, I wanna look professional!
Needless to say, what came after that only made matters worse, so I ended up working a half day, after finally giving into the fact that the rest of my day was going to be shot with all the silly unwanted attention I was getting.
I don't know about you, but I personally don't know a single girl who is happy with her hair, so don't think I'm some kind of freak or anything like that. :PPPPP