Almost Everything

7 Kilo gain weight since i got married!!!!!! ( Ok just 5 but still it is the difference from being sexy skinny to being on the verge of chubby)

On my trip to Lebanon 2 weeks ago I went to this kick-ass dietician who knew exactly what I was going through, FOOD BINGING! She made me get into this alien machine that could tell every single secret of my body, such as how much muscle I have, how much fat blab la

Sadly to say, my results weren’t very attractive, so I’m not about to broadcast them here, but with the very pleasant diet she gave me I’m supposed to lose .5 kilo each week.

I just checked out my weight and it turns out I lost .7 so yipeeeeeee me!! (Cuz I did cheat and had a few sweeties especially since last night was valentines )

I started blogging 3 years ago, under a different identity oo I loved my first one the most. I kinda don’t like me as much as I did before(blogging wise) so I’m going to try to catch my aura back then and improvise here in my new casa blog.

My hubby is cool about me blogging, he was actually the person that encouraged me to start blogging again. I never thought he would be this cool, bs ashwa it turns out he is the coolest!!

When I’m in my comfort zone, I’m always smiling cheerful, happy, singing my heart out, until a stranger arrives. I go quiet, I don’t interact, don’t smile as much, and hate myself whilst doing all three. It’s a new thing of mine, I wasn’t like this when I was younger. I’m planning on changing and going to be my usual self and not act shy (EKH) around strangers (or friend of a friend), the latter is where I noticed myself on most occasions.

So tomorrow is my big trial. I am invited to this birthday thing filled with people I don’t really know know and I plan on being the normal version of anti-shy me.

P.S the new look is for Mr, he always complains that the color hurts his eyes, THATS why he doesn't "check my blog", (yeah right )

Once upon a black Abaya

Veiled heads, dressed all in black, from head to toe, my painted red fingernails hidden underneath my silky black Abbaya, worried that the "Hay'a" might question me, stop me, hold me hostage in their big black GMC. We all had solemn expressions, faces swept away from any smiles or happy expressions as we roamed the malls. We were in Riyadh and all shocked at how they led their lives.

We were there on a short trip, 2 days only not more. The girls their were so nice and pretty, they were so kind and generous, so down to earth, wonderful companions and tour guides. They were cousins of our Kuwaiti friend, thank god we knew someone there to explain to us how to act and where to go and what to do and what not.

They took us everywhere. Bizarrely enough they had a whole floor in a shopping mall called "Ladies Kingdom" which we can shop scarfless, only women are allowed there.

When we actually went to have coffee, we wernt allowed to get out of the car, but the driver took our orders and headed down to Java Time (latheeeeeeeeeeeeeth) which is their "Starbucks". Although they do have a starbux, its not "in" like it is here.

Sadly we didnt stay long enough to go on their dessert excersions or their house gatherings (which is real big in Riyadh due to all the rules they have for women) its more fun to stay at home or visit your friends houses.

What really struck me as strange, is upon my arrival to the hotel, dressed in my black Abbaya holding Mr's hand when a man about our age started shouting out comments, flirting at me and my sister in laws ASHKARA, not even considering the MAN standing next to us as anything. Ya3ni not only don't you have respect for women, bs man also??

Such a strange peculiar experience. An unexpected abnormal one.

My highlight must have been getting to know the young, smart lively girls, and I must say JAVA TIME !

• P.S I hope I didnt offend anybody in this post, its just sooo different than what I had expected, and so different than it is here in Kuwait. I am sure if i did live their I'd find Kuwait strange comparing it to my own hometown, so close to each other yet so different lifestyles and ideologies.