Still kicking, sort of…

Yeah, I’m still here. I know the vicious rumours said I had gone to live a solitary life in the jungles of Borneo while living on fried ants and native vegetation, but it is not so.

We (Hamza and I) made a trip down to the wilds of Texas last week to do some sorting of my mother’s belongings. My auntie has done most of the work, alhamdulillah, but I know it has been hard for her because they were the best of friends. Hamza had a fabulous time with his “nina”, as he calls here. He even ran to her at the airport.

Work is hectic and crazy busy. In my dream life I have a job with little responsibility, unguilty web access and decent pay. In real life I was sucker punched two months ago with the threat of termination and now I grovel and try hard to not be adverse to change.

The awful heat of the last week broke on Tuesday night and has been beautiful since. The windows are open and its in the low 60s or hight 50s. I love Indiana for this reason. A cold front Tejas means the temperature does down to 93 with only 50 percent humidity AND may actually hit 80 overnight. Ha! The snow is worth a good summer night in Indiana.

Our loud and proud Indiana State Fair is just around the corner. I love state fairs. Texas has the mother of all state fairs. Indiana’s is fun. Horses, rabbits, sheep, goats, rednecks and WT everywhere. When I was uber preggo with Hamza and I had finally given up on work the week after he was due, my mother and I went to the state fair to see if we could walk that boy out. He didn’t even budge. Last year, while working as a volunteer at my agency’s booth, I had this gigantic WT farmer walk up to me, in denim overalls no less, and ask me where my dot was. What dot? That dot that you supposed to have on yer forehead. Where’s yer dot? While I like the concept that the HINDU dot stands for (third eye) I generally don’t wear one.

I must also share some online fun gaming info. I am finding out all the coolest online games from this dude: Jay. I think I stumbled onto his site while looking up Eyemaze or Tontie. He reviews and links all sorts of fun little gamelets. Speaking of eyemaze, they have up a new version of Grow called Grow RPG. Very similar to the original in layout, but some really cute action that takes place with baddies on the planet.

I think I need to sleep now. Adieu!

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Fun new words and mommy musings

I was in the bathroom over the weekend, one of many times, I assure you, with Hamza standing on the toilet watching me do my after shower vanity (as in sink, but I suppose it works the other way) routine. I began to do my hair which was freshy washed and needed drying. Hamza looks dead on at the blow dryer and says, “Hair fan?” From now on, I be usin’ a hair fan folks. *grin* Its almost as good as Tasmiya’s son with Helicopterfly.

Anyway, lets see. The terrible two officially start in a month. Fun fun. This is one feature I was not to get early, but alas such is not to be. Oy vey. DH thinks the son is spoiled rotten (the temper tantrums). I merely believe he is being 2, very 2. I am learning how to work through the rotteness to get my sweetheart little boy back.

Last week, after work one day, I was sitting at the computer in the den trying to catch a couple of personal minutes online when Hamza comes over to me, waits to get my attention, points at this nose and says, “Rock. Rock.” Yes he did it. He stuck a rock up his nostril like a good boy exploring his orifices. Thankfully, I got him to blow it out without a visit to the ER. And, he wasn’t scarred for life. The silly rock wasn’t hurting him. Not a tear,even for the ten minutes I was waiting for the dr. call back. Alhamdullilah he told me. Alhamdulillah it wasn’t a pea. Or corn. I have heard stories about that.

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