It’s so hard not to take part in some of the office gossip that goes around esp. in a working place consisting of 8 girls (including me), it’s inevitable.

The thing is I really enjoy keeping in touch with what’s going on that’s all. I find it so hard not to over hear stuff and I do feel guilty about it but I try my best to defend that person in question, sometimes it’s angers me when all the talk is meant to hurt someone else. That’s so wrong, whatsoever the reasons were, even if they prove to be true.

I really don’t care if I was the office gossip, as long as it won’t cause any reputation issues with anyone. I just sit and laugh at the things some girls make up. It makes me feel so lucky I’m not like that.

At 4am Rami pulled the duvet away from me, it was so cold I shivered, still shivering at the thought, then I couldn’t go back to sleep so I was out of bed. I remembered I had to steam hubby’s clothes and just when I was about to switch on the steam, Hassan woke up. Perfect timing! He was so sleepy but didn’t want to go back to sleep because I was out of bed (problem with letting your baby share the bed with you) and maybe next time I should tip-toe. I had to take him downstairs.. dad was awake, took advantage of that and gave him Hassan. I finished up what I had to do, quickly got dressed and went to work.

Got here 5 minutes late, as usual, I wasn’t the only one late. I’m so glad no one noticed me. I’m the sort of person who likes to keep a low profile at all times, except when I’m angry. Today I preferred to sneak in than get caught so as to keep a good image of myself.

It’s 3:15pm now, I need to have my nails done after work but looking at the weather outside, it’s unlikely. I know I need a manicure when my nails are 0.3cm long. I hate long nails. I can’t stand them the least bit. I love having them done by a professional manicurist though the only problem is I hate taking appointments for anything other than massage sessions. Nevertheless I’m still thankful that in Kuwait we don’t really have to wait so long for anything, i.e. I’m feeling a little ill I’d go to the emergencies and I get seen by the doctor within minutes, plus if I look a little fainty then they’d put me on an IV fluid. You’d still get some people complaining about waiting but I’m not one of them, in fact I love waiting for appointments here.

Last Wednesday right after work I went to the salon and I had a scalp massage with oils. I didn’t fall asleep but I felt that my head was going in circles and spinning around as soon as she touched my head. I just shut my eyes and relaxed a little, all I thought about was Hassan. It lasted for a long long 30 minutes.

When it was done I looked in the mirror and my hair was like Tina Turner’s, I couldn’t stop giggling. Then I had a hair mask and I was sitting under one of those hair steam machines. I flipped through a magazine and found a photo of meemo. I’ve seen her blossom from a seed into a beautiful rose. I swear I’m so proud of her.

It’s weird sometimes that I don’t remember much about the weekend and I don’t really spend it the way I should be. I love wasting time and I end up doing nothing at all. I always lose interest in anything that’s longer than 15 minutes and I’m usually bored with the daily tasks I have to do, instead I watch tv. It numbs my brain .. 

On Friday night I find myself lost in a bundle of laundry to be washed and clean unfolded clothes piling up. It adds all to my stress ..

• Responds to a one word command like “pass me the tissue box.”
• Holds his bottle on his own, at last! I never thought that day will ever come.
• Has a favourite toy that includes a set of cooking pots and pans, he’d usually fall asleep with one pan in his hands.
• Loves bathing time more than ever now.
• Got over some fears, one of them was the Xbox’s intro and as it starts up I really can’t keep a straight face when he runs towards me in horror. I can’t blame him.
• Knows how to say number four and ‘moo’ for moon.

I just realized today that I know the author of WeLoveKuwait series books. I saw an article about her in the magazine today and I told myself I know her from somewhere. We took classes together when I was a freshman. She really helped me out a lot and she was such a sweet heart. I haven’t seen her work yet but I’m sure it’s quite original so I might pass by the bookshop sometime next week to check them out. I’m so happy for her. I’d like to wish her all the best.

P.s. I remember a few months back I got some comments from her too.

For the past two weeks I’ve been having almost 2 meals a day so for lunch yesterday or let me say dinner we decided we’d go to Le Notre, Marina mall. I had the Chicken Caprice and it wasn’t as yummie as I thought it would be. My food wasn’t even the right temperature, I had to send it back but still it wasn’t hot enough. I was too hungry to complain so anyways I ate all the chicken, all the mozzarella, some fries with ketchup, and one of Rami’s baked potatoes. 

Once we were done with eating, as I got up I didn’t feel like a balloon, actually there was still some space for more but I didn’t have any desserts. We walked around and found a photography exhibition and I think it was called ”Exhibition for Photo and Documentary Team.” I saw some very creative photos I liked but I might be wrong about them. I didn’t see a lot of people around except for the photographers themselves lol, maybe not a lot know about it. After that we headed back home and all I remember is waking up the next morning at 6:30am.

I got into a huge fight with the babysitter yesterday. I’m sure if my mom was around she would have slapped her. But I did appreciate her attempts of an apology. I felt so guilty and miserable until she apologized and she was very sincere. I quickly accepted her apology. I’m usually a neutral person and I’m not the sort who’d pick fights but yesterday was exceptional. I couldn’t take her lousy actions anymore and all the accusations I keep getting as though it’s my fault every time. I can’t always blame myself because of her dumb actions!