Archive for May, 2005


Dictator Princess got me thinking about tea and writing a bit about it. My first experiences with tea were southern. If you don’t like tea in the south, its a bad thing because it is virtually the only drink people and restaurants serve in large amounts for cheap. Also, its a flashing red beacon to any true southerner that you are a Yankee when you dislike iced tea. My first five years of yankee-ness damned my next fifteen.

I’ll always remember my first delicious tea. Eight years ago, breakfast at Notre Dame University where I was attending a conference. I wanted to look civilized, as my preferred breakfast drink is cold and carbonated and I dislike coffee. Your sweet red packaging, my little Bigelow single serve tea bag, is still my favorite. Apple cinnamon and sweetening. Ahhh… you were a breath of fresh air in my bad tea dream. Little did I know that you were not tea, but a tisane. Even to this day, if given a choice, I would prefer my apple-cinnamon Bigelow tea.

Bigelow disappoints me because I cannot buy apple-cinnamon in a box, alone. No – it has to come with friends. There’s always one friend you can’t stand – mine is Cozy Chamomile. Blech.

I am still not a true “tea” person. I am tisane person. Try to use that in a sentence with people who don’t drink fancy tea. You won’t get a good reception. I’ve tried black (blech), white (blech), Lipton (blech), Japanese Green (really blech) and good ol’ Gunpowder Green (hmm, okay). Gunpowder is the green of choice for the Maghrib in their minty tea concoction.

In Morocco, I saw logs of sugar for the first time. I also saw, for the first time, people putting logs of sugar in tea urns. Moroccans use A LOT of sugar. There were a few times when it sent me running on the dizzy edges of sanity. Moroccan tea is so good with fresh bread, however, and good company.

As of late, I have been making Moroccan tea at home with a very positive thumbs up from the hubster. Mine comes out better than his (lets be honest here) because he over steeps and it gets bitter.

So there, you have it in a nutshell: my middle of the night thoughts on tea. I think I need a cuppa cuppa before I head off to sleep.


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Proof that Indecision is a way of life…

American Cities That Best Fit You:

50% Boston
50% Miami
50% San Diego
50% Seattle
45% Austin

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He slept! In it! The big firetruck bed! Woohoo!

This is following a bad sleeping week of not being tired enough and taking over an hour to go to sleep while intermittently trying to play games with mommy. So last night, we stayed up an hour later and voila! he sleeps in the firetruck bed. For three whole hours!

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On the off chance that you read this: There is no place to register on your site to leave comments. Really. I have tried so many times to do this. And I don’t have any email addies for you anymore. So leave it for me. Please!!!

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Puddin’ Face

Danieltown Baptist Church Pastor Rev. Creighton Lovelace put up a sign in front of his church several days before. This sign:

Today, Lovelace issued an apology after he refused for several days to take down the sign.

“When I posted the sign in front of the church, it was my intent only to affirm and exalt the Bible and its teachings. It was certainly not my intent to insult any people of faith, but instead to remind the people in this community of the preeminence of God’s Word.

“When I posted the message on the sign, I did not realize how people of the Muslim faith view the Koran-that devoted Muslims view it more highly than many in the U.S. view the Bible.

“Now I realize how offensive this is to them, and after praying about it, I have chosen to remove the sign. I apologize for posting that message and deeply regret that it has offended so many in the Muslim community.”

This is the biggest load of doo-doo I have read in ages. Reverend Lovelace, yes, you did mean to insult Muslims. You meant to insult us and feel good and superior about it after you did it. You apologized because you got hated on by the press, by your parishioners (quite possibly) and by Muslims who all probably told you to get stuffed and to flush your own Bible down the toilet since you disregarded its teachings on compassion, love and good will.

The funniest thing is, I didn’t get quite so irritated about this incident until this rubbish of an apology came out. I have a bit of respect for people sticking to their faith and following it as given. Really — if you don’t believe you have the right means of belief, why are you believing in it? I just don’t dig on people getting on their high-horses.

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Last weekend, UmmAmr visited us, along with hubster and kiddos. What a fun afternoon! Her older son got along with mine, her younger slept in my arms, Dh’s lap, in his carseat… he is very cute, btw, UmmAmr. Makes me sort of want another. With a nanny. Our husbands seemed to get along well too, which is an alhamdulillah.

The Big Boy Bed is not getting much use. Grr. He will play in it, sit in it, and pretend to sleep in it. But he will not sleep in it. Bedtime is getting to be a pain again, taking an hour to get the boy down to sleep. I think we need more outside time. Oh darn, I might not get the housework done…hehhe.

I’ve been a well paid secretarial this week at work… stuffing and copying all the day long. Not quite me thing for a full time gig, but once in a while doesn’t kill me. Its very mind numbing to copy, fold and stuff envelopes.

Off to fold some more…

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For so many reasons… but I won’t bore you with all of them.

Hamza digs the new bed. I wonder if he will still like it in the bedroom. Presently, it is set up in the livingroom and it is like a toy. I have to make a space for it in the bedroom so we can have wall to wall sleeping arrangements.

I found a new to me sci-fi writer, Peter Hamilton. I am reading his first book in a series called Reality Dysfunction. It took a bit work to get into it, but now am enjoying it. I haven’t read anyone new in years because I am just not always very excited about the fantasy authors which, being grouped with the sci-fi, makes the sci-fi hard to find.

Any other suggestions out of the mainstream for good, hard-core sci-fi?

I was watching Bridges-Tv the other day (amazingly enough, they had actual programming versus dead air or paid programming) and got to see a music video of the halal kind from a young man named Sami Yusuf. Masha’allah, brother! That is the way good music should be. It was absolutely the most soulful stuff I’ve listened to in ages. His website has clips from all the songs on the album including a full length of Al-Mu’allim. It was so beautiful. Go enjoy it.

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