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I have no title in mind so I’ll just type this: Vote!

I have a confession to make. I am kind of scared… of winter. It’s coming you know. I know that because all our maple trees and the other trees I cannot name stand tall and bare, we also wake up to a white dusting of frost covering our grass, oh that and the daylight saving hours–sundown is at 4:44 pm– Pretty solid affirmations of the season to come. Also November kindda gives it away don’t you think?

The good news is I am excited about spending longer hours in the kitchen again, I have high hopes. I borrowed this book from the library to get excited about kitchen affairs again. I’ve been burned out for sometime. Homemade granola, bread, and pies remember me? Homemade crackers, sauerkraut, and pasta here I come (didn’t I mention my high hopes?) Also, here’s one more reason to get excited about kitchen affairs (listen up family, and lurking readers wherever you may be) my dear Egyptian friend Yasmine just started her own food blog (awesome blog name right? ‘mumkin’ translates to ‘maybe’). Just to give you a back story about my friend, she hails from the same neighborhood in Cairo as your humble slave, she is the one who suggested that I meet her husband’s roommate– who happens to currently be my dah-ling husband. So yeah, we’re pretty tight despite the distance. She currently resides in the west coast with her wonderful family.

Yasmine was once known to use tomato paste for american recipes calling for salsa (the word salsa means tomato paste in Arabic, you get the confusion right?)She’s come a long way since, one thing you should know about Yasmine before you commit to her blog. She’s a perfectionist, if she gets into something she’ll research it until her eyes pop out. She’s recently (well not so recently, has it been almost a year now?) joined the cross fit band and adopted their healthy eating habits (a trick for flour devouring ol’ moi) the Paleo diet. What gives me hope is she has a sweet tooth and three males in her life who are known to devour anything edible that comes their way. The girl manages to make paleo friendly cakes, cupcakes, granola, and desserts, how about that? If you’re still not impressed then you’ve probably wasted precious time over here, hop over there and see for yourself.

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In other news I have my oral exam tomorrow, so all prayers, thoughts, energy (whatever you have I’ll take it) are much appreciated!

I announced on FB (because that’s what people do on Facebook) that the current challenge facing me in my new job is meeting all these people I am interpreting for. I mentioned that it’s a challenge because I’m an introvert, which was received by shocked responses from some of my closest friends. I guess I do a good job hiding it. Also, I’m not sure some of my friends understand introversion very well. It doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy people, I really do, and I like crowded places, and sometimes I’ll go to the farmer’s market just to get shoved by people, I mean I did grow up in Egypt. But it’s a lot of work for me, it consumes all of me to do so, and I need to just be alone for some time to recharge and then I’m good to go. You’ll know what I’m talking about if you’re one of us. Watch this, it might help. Also introverts are awesome!

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We carved our pumpkins the day after halloween, and guess what? they’re just as fun and they didn’t protest at all. We possibly have the friendliest jack o lanterns in the neighborhood. I think it gives away the presence of little girls in our household.

One of our night time routines are bargaining about the number of books to be read for bedtime. Tonight Grabby pushed this pile all the way from her bedroom, we settled on three: This, this and this. It’s very hard to say no to books, but someone’s gotta do it, or we’ll be up all night. If Mei is not super tired, she’ll linger in her bunk with a flashlight and a book.

And with that I wish you a good night filled with good reads.

Peace.

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A witch and her cat

We don’t do trick or treating because we don’t. There is some debate about celebrating Halloween, and we try to avoid debates if possible. Instead we figured a way to avoid breaking our daughter’s hearts with all the fuss that is Halloween (who doesn’t like spookiness, dressing up AND CANDY… c’mon?) So to be courteous to our cute wee neighbors and avoid having our girls view religion as an oppressive force, we resolved to dressing in costume while greeting the trick or treaters with candy. I say a pretty good compromise, and it eliminates the extra sugar from the equation. A win win really!

Mei went to school dressed as (according to her) a “demon fairy” in a red tutu covered in skulls, with a skull wand, and skull wrist bands. When she came home she wanted to dress up like The Green Wicked Witch of The West from The Wizard of Oz “Grabby, you can be my cat!” in which she received an excited “Meow!”

It was a crazy fun day, and the girls got to eat some candy from the leftovers.

Peace

Feisty

Grabby has always been independent. She likes to feed herself, zip her own coats, buckle her own car seat (if she could) and if she could get away with it, cook her own meals. They would probably entail lots of chocolate and crackers. Grabby is not a talker unless she’s in the mood, and if she’s in the mood then you’d better fasten your seat belt ’cause you’ll be in for a long bumpy ride. The bumpiness comes from concentrating really hard, she tends to gobble up a few letters–which make her story telling skills highly entertaining and giggle inducing. She’ll get frustrated with you though if you have her repeat a word that your untrained ears have missed several times “I’ve said it already!”. She uses perfect sentence structure if you can decipher her sentences.

The girl wants what she wants. She’s known to shed a few tears when the respond to her requests are not met with “fine”. Because this is the expected reply that she awaits usually from her mama. It’s been tricky to refuse those big brown pleading eyes of hers, and even trickier to not feel your heart leap with her up and down leaps when you agree. This mama has been less generous with her “fines” these days. Which is insanely heart breaking but hopefully rewarding at the end of the road. Oh Grabby what are we going to do with you?  

Sarah the rainbow fairy has been Grabby’s alter ego for some time now. With her never ending obsession she has managed to acquire several fairy costumes, a few wings–which she prefers wearing two at a time– and recently about a dozen wands. Wands are a super important fairy accessory!

Grabby’s favorite animal is a panda, her favorite color is still yellow (all praise to the Lord) and her favorite number is four. Incidentally she just turned four a day ago (which you probably already know from my previous posts) and a feisty one at that.

Did you ever witness Grabby dance?  

Grabby’s best moments in life I’m pretty sure are spent dancing. She LOVES music, and she knows how to dance to the beat. She hops, jumps, runs, flutters, twirls, spins… you name it she does it but add to that an ear to ear smile and giggles. When this girl dances, I’m quite sure the world gets a little better. Her energy is capable of it I’m sure.

Happy Birthday Love,

Peace

Special Request

Grabby turns Four tomorrow but we had the celebration today, which is a good thing ’cause I don’t think she could’ve taken another day of anticipation. She almost had a nervous breakdown from the excitement. While waiting for her party and sitting down for lunch, she requested the song below (our family’s current favorite).

I took a few pictures with my fancy camera, but they need to be uploaded and edited. So instead you get to watch our favorite song, come later for random photos from our week long festivities. How about that?

If you’re in an area that is preparing for Sandy know that you’re in our thoughts.

Peace.

Bulk Festivities!

I’ve been having busy weeks these weeks. I started a contract interpreting job and I’m studying for a second try at an oral interpreting exam that I need to pass before the end of this year. My first born turned six lunar years today– How I know this? She was born the day before Eid Al Adha also known as Yaom ‘Arafa (the day of ‘Arafa). “If you had a son you would traditionally name him ‘Arafa” I had a baby girl lying next to me. I was exhausted, wanted to sleep and eat Fattah. I received a platter of fattah the next evening from two Egyptian friends. My baby suckled milk made from that same meal eight hours later. My second and youngest born turns four “sun years” this Monday, she’s been anticipating her party since October’s arrival. Time is a tricky business at this young age, she’s been VERY patient!

Tomorrow if you haven’t guessed it from the previous paragraph is Eid Al Adha (the one where we traditionally sacrifice a sheep, yet any animal that is permissible to eat would suffice) there are a number of festivities that somehow crept up on us without us being fully prepared.

We wish you all blessed Eid days, fall days, birth days, and spooky days.

I’ll be hopefully coming tomorrow to show off our traditional Eid getup.

Peace.

Into Fall

As the day shrinks down, and the rhythm of school kicks in, I find it tricky to visit here as often as I would like. I am a night blogger– which means my inspiration kicks in usually sometime close to midnight. But with the shift in everyone’s schedule, this tired mama has finally given in to her age needs and is leaving this late night, teenage reminiscent life behind (or so I hope) and conquering the new world of early nighters (Ha!). They’re fun too, they do most of their partying in their dreams– way cooler and better for your skin (also I’m old)

I have some random pictures from the week, food which everyone needs, and a farm visit for pumpkins, a small bag of apples (our farmers lost 80% of their crop this season, no apple picking for us) and a jar of fresh honey, maple syrup, and strawberry rhubarb jam. Yum, yum and yum.

My man made us chicken pot pie, we were all very impressed, yet he still insists on giving it a couple more tries until he perfects it. Hey, no complaints from me. He has perfected his lasagne using the same method. Mei will tolerate my lasagne but her favorite dish is preferred out of her father’s hand. I agree (without any ulterior motives)

Scones are never a bad sight, so here you go.

Lastly, a drying rack full of fairy costumes for Sarah the fairy, we’ve been at it since summer, and now fall. Whenever I’m about to allow boredom take over, Grabby appears at my door in full costume and then I melt. I can do another season. Yes, yes I can.

Peace.

Door County

“My theory is that when it comes to important subjects, there are only two ways a person can answer. Which way they chose, tells you who that person is. For instance, there are only two kinds of people in the world, Beatles people and Elvis people. Now Beatles people can like Elvis and Elvis people can like the Beatles, but nobody likes them both equally. Somewhere you have to make a choice. And that choice, tells you who you are.” Mia Wallace from Pulp fiction

I have the same theory only I apply it to Beach people and Mountain people. My husband is a Mountain person, I am a Beach one. This is where we spent our last weekend. Door County. Wisconsin’s sticking out “thumb” on the map if you will. It’s all beach, and this friends tells you who I am…

There were goats on a grass roof of a breakfast place! It made my girls giggle and jump for a good fifteen minutes, a definite crowd pleaser. And they had all these wooden trolls. Door County was settled by swedes, so not only do you get the awesome goats on the roof spectacle but you get it after having consumed special swedish pancakes with lots of whipped cream on top. 

I am also a Beatles person…

Peace!