Today - THE SUN WAS OUT!!!! Yippee skippy, right? Wrong. I mean, while it has been one of my bigger complaints of not having enough sunlight in my home because of the piddly windows and ginormous wall about 3 feet away from them...today the sun brought HEAT. And lots of it.
I finally got around to purchasing some foldable camping chairs to sit in during the soccer games...today was literally the last soccer game. Very proudly though, I sat down and opened them up. Gradually, as my one daughter was running around, I felt the heat start to become a bit too much. It is 10:15 am at this point. Doha. I have sunglasses on, but I find that for some reason they are attracting more heat, so I take them off periodically and let my eye area air out. The chairs come in these cute carrying sacks. I look at them and then begin to fashion a hat with them. That is right - a cross between a hijab and a flying nun top...I looked quite fetching I'm sure. Heaven knows I wouldn't have survived without them...so even though it was only for one game, I am still alive thanks to the chair holders.
One game down, second game to go. Repeat the aforementioned scenario. I'm sure that everyone at ASD now knows I'm a loon...I guess I could only fool them for so long.
We were supposed to go to the show at 2:30 to see Alice in Wonderland. It was sold out. This is the second time I have gone to our giant mall, parked a mile away only to find that there are no tickets for Alice in Wonderland. I won't attempt to describe the various humphs and groans and whines that came from my chorus of children as we trekked back to the heat capsule called a honda pilot. On the way I stepped in some gum. I now have gum plastered to my brand new flip-flops from Goa and my jeans...because I'm short. I have to wear heels or my pants drag the ground. Blast the GUM!!!! BLAST IT!
What to do? It is far too hot to go to a park. I was planning on simply feeding my children popcorn and soda and candy for lunch at the movies. It is one of our favorite things to do. Besides, it is a very arab thing to do. We're just trying to fit in. I'm on a diet by the way...the only "free" junk I will allow myself is the caramel popcorn. I was even going to just wash it down with water and not pepsi. Nevertheless...I had to feed my children. Hardees called and said "come drive through my window! You won't be disappointed and your children will love, adore and worship you!" I bought it, and we went through. We then had a picnic under our little tree outside of our house.I'm not sure the Hardee's super star will really make me a super star...but on the off chance that we ARE what we eat...I got the super star.
This is a picture of our little patch of greenery and the sign that advertises my age. It is the latest craze here in Doha.
It has definitely been a doha day - the kind of day that fights against all that is good and you try your hardest over and over again to make it good...and somehow you still feel defeated.
I still haven't scraped the gum off the bottom of my shoe...I really really don't want to do it. I want it off, I just don't want to have to do it. Is it maid abuse if you get her to do it? Is that pushing it? I'm not sure where I morally stand on this issue...have the maid scrape it off or not? Just one more thing to ponder about today.
1 comment:
Ah, I had a similar day and I wished it involved more movie watching with our kids and less running from the sun. I was looking forward to the carmel popcorn as well. I wish I had my phone to urge you to go on a rollercoaster and play a little bowling. You would have avoided the gum and the moral dilemma about your maid. Life would have been far simpler.
But you do deserve the star by the way. I didn't feed mine anything but a milkshake at the bowling alley. What does that make me?
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