The Love Of Family

This is something that we cannot have too much of. I am really feeling it as I spend these few weeks with members of my family. It’s a sweet thing when your children grow up and you find yourself in a situation of roll reversal with them caring for you when you need it. God has really Blessed me in this way.

I had to have two molars extracted from where their crowns had broken off down to the roots in preparation for implants or a permanent bridge. Al Hamdulillah the Qatar Foundation has provided me with an excellent health and dental insurance policy that allows me to seek treatment anywhere in the world. So at 11:30 today my precious daughter took me to the oral surgeon and stayed with me as I got silly under the nitrous oxide in preparation for the intravenous anesthetic that knocked me out completely. Apparently I started giggling with the nitrous oxide and told the Doctor I’d like to take some home with me. My daughter said the doctor said the tank was too big to fit in my carry-on! LOL! Then I waxed poetic to the doctor and nurse anesthetist about how much I love my daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren; and how I would like my daughter and son-in-law to be surrogate parents to another grandbaby for me that I would, of course, give them to raise! ROFL! I was informed of all this after I woke up and I seem to have entertained everybody

I woke up after 1.5 hours to my dear daughter’s smile and she brought me home (stopping by Wendy’s for a large frosty so I could take my antibiotic and pain meds) and got me settled in bed, laying down beside me until I was fully functional. Then she went to get my post-op prescriptions filled (had done the others yesterday) and picked up a dozen of my favorite yogurt (Yoplait whipped Key Lime Yogurt) and cranberry juice; made me mashed potatoes and home made beef barbecue from a left over roast that she chopped real fine and mixed with a very mild homemade sauce; and brought me the best medicine of all — my grandchildren! Maash’Allah, I do truly feel like I am the luckiest woman in the world and I thank God for the guidance He has given me on this path.

Protected: What Time Is It? It’s GRANNY Time!!!! (Includes Pics)

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

Password:

Protected: AWRLBTWWII: Brides for Sale In “The Kingdom”

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

Password:

Political Pandering: Why Do They Do It?

I’ve always had respect for John McCain’s military service and his willingness to march to his own drummer in his earlier days in Congress. But I can’t help but feel queasy when I read about him pandering to Pennsylvania voters in Newsweek:

For John McCain, memories seem to be malleable things.

Take yesterday, for example. Stumping in Pittsburgh, Penn., the Republican presidential nominee told KDKA-TV that the first thing that comes to mind when he thinks of Steel City is its football team. “The Steelers really made a huge impression on me, particularly in my early years,” he said. In fact, the impression was so huge, added McCain, that when “he was first interrogated [as a POW in Vietnam] and really had to give some information because of the pressures, physical pressures on me, I named the starting lineup, defensive line of the Pittsburgh Steelers as my squadron mates.” “Did you really?” asked the reporter. “Yes,” McCain said. “Could you do it today?” asked the reporter. “No, unfortunately,” McCain said.

In his own memoir Faith of My Fathers McCain went on record saying he gave the names of the Green Bay Packers offensive starting line — which has also been noted in the A&E special of the same name. In fact, this is something that McCain has mentioned on several occasions and yet in the face of this snafu, his campaign is saying it was a case of faulty memory. Maybe so, but it sure seems to be convenient faulty memory when he was campaigning in PA — and rather smacks of political pandering to me.

Protected: AWRLBTWWII: Rasha — Sold To The Highest Bidder!

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

Password:

Protected: REFORM!

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

Password:

Move over Denzel and George — I’ve added Gordon To The List

I find myself feeling a little warm under the collar when my Chef flexes in the kitchen… and it’s not because of the heat from the oven!

If you love Gordon like I love Gordon, check out Kitchen Nightmares. I think I’m going to have to find out when he’ll be onsite at his Dubai restaurant next and make a booking… for dinner as well

Or as Gordon would say, “You dirt-y girl!”

UPDATE: According to our local papers Gordo is seriously contemplating opening a restaurant on the Pearl (Qatar’s man-made island for the fabulously rich and famous), as well as a family relocation to Dubai. As Gordon would say: F*ck Me!!!

Protected: Le Cirque Musulman: Now Bark Like A Dog!

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

Password: