It's getting hot again - 10am 107F.
Every time I check or discuss the weather I think of my Grandmother. She's the one who sucked me into watching and talking about the weather.
When she was alive she would always keep track of the weather where I lived and I would keep track where she lived in Richmond and it was always one of the topics of conversation when we spoke.
And we talked a lot - at least 3 times a week!
I miss her...
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Misogyny
Here is a good word to know over here.
Misogyny (pronounced /mɪˈsɒdʒɪni/) is hatred (or contempt) of women or girls. Misogyny comes from Greek misogunia (μισογυνία) from misos (μῖσος, hatred) and gynē (γυνή, woman).
Misogyny (pronounced /mɪˈsɒdʒɪni/) is hatred (or contempt) of women or girls. Misogyny comes from Greek misogunia (μισογυνία) from misos (μῖσος, hatred) and gynē (γυνή, woman).
Well what do you know...
After that last post I get this from an internal auditor from the home office of one of our clients.
This person is not based in Dubai - he was just here to audit the business here.
This was his e-mail to me (after I answered his questions regarding regulatory requirements in this jurisdiction):
"it is very nice to meet you, you are the smartest, the sweetest person i have ever met there."
No English is not his first language - but he is a smart gentleman - he asked actual honest to God real business questions of me.
What a refreshing change from the questions I usually get like - "why do I have to have a signed agreement?" (doesn't one usually need signed agreements with clients?!) and "I've known him forever, why do I have to gather due diligence on him?" (how many times exactly do I have to explain to you that it's REQUIRED by the DFSA regulations?!)
Anyway this e-mail lifted my day. He called me smart.
This person is not based in Dubai - he was just here to audit the business here.
This was his e-mail to me (after I answered his questions regarding regulatory requirements in this jurisdiction):
"it is very nice to meet you, you are the smartest, the sweetest person i have ever met there."
No English is not his first language - but he is a smart gentleman - he asked actual honest to God real business questions of me.
What a refreshing change from the questions I usually get like - "why do I have to have a signed agreement?" (doesn't one usually need signed agreements with clients?!) and "I've known him forever, why do I have to gather due diligence on him?" (how many times exactly do I have to explain to you that it's REQUIRED by the DFSA regulations?!)
Anyway this e-mail lifted my day. He called me smart.
No Bueno
Today is not a good day.
I can't wait to be back in America, if only for a while.
That's all I have to say.
I can't wait to be back in America, if only for a while.
That's all I have to say.
Monday, June 28, 2010
I made Quiche
And it is taaaasteeeee!
I had to make the crust for the Quiche from scratch because you can't buy frozen crusts here.
I'm getting pretty good at making crust from scratch if I do say so myself.
Of course I don't make the one from shortening - I make the one with BUTTER!
It's nice and flakey, and buttery and oh so good!
Necessity is the mother of invention - I'd never even attempt to make crust from scratch if I lived in the US. I'd just pop by the Kroger and buy it.
I stuffed the Quiche with spinach, peas, and sausage (the pig sausage from theporn pork room, the naughty pork room!). So I'm getting green veggies, protein and the butter and cream have calcium, which every woman needs.
Spinach Quiche has about 350 calories per slice and I figure since I added sausage it's most likely about 400 - 450 per slice. More on the 450 side because, well...Butter!
Anyway I was a cooking machine this weekend. I made the Quiche, Mexican surprise, and an egg and sausage dish. I've frozen it all and will have it as breakfast / dinner all week.
I have to say - cooking while having a vodka is quite fun!
In other news (don't I sound just like a newscaster?!)...
We're leaving in 2 weeks for AMERICA!
You can't see me, but I'm doing a little dance!
I had to make the crust for the Quiche from scratch because you can't buy frozen crusts here.
I'm getting pretty good at making crust from scratch if I do say so myself.
Of course I don't make the one from shortening - I make the one with BUTTER!
It's nice and flakey, and buttery and oh so good!
Necessity is the mother of invention - I'd never even attempt to make crust from scratch if I lived in the US. I'd just pop by the Kroger and buy it.
I stuffed the Quiche with spinach, peas, and sausage (the pig sausage from the
Spinach Quiche has about 350 calories per slice and I figure since I added sausage it's most likely about 400 - 450 per slice. More on the 450 side because, well...Butter!
Anyway I was a cooking machine this weekend. I made the Quiche, Mexican surprise, and an egg and sausage dish. I've frozen it all and will have it as breakfast / dinner all week.
I have to say - cooking while having a vodka is quite fun!
In other news (don't I sound just like a newscaster?!)...
We're leaving in 2 weeks for AMERICA!
You can't see me, but I'm doing a little dance!
Sunday, June 27, 2010
My legs, my poor, poor, legs!
Guess what I did...
I took a body pump class this morning.
And guess what the instructor had us do...
Lunges.
It's almost five hours later and my legs still feel like jello.
I have jello for legs people.
What the hell was I thinking when I took this class?!
Every time I step up or down off a curb I feel like my legs are going to collapse.
Seriously.
My arms are sore too, but nothing like my legs. If my arms felt like my legs I wouldn't be able to type.
I'd be rocking back and forth lamenting the fact that I ever tried to work out.
Oh wait a minute - I am rocking back and forth - whining about the fact my legs are jello.
Can you believe that I'm thinking of going again on Tuesday?!
I must be crazy.
I took a body pump class this morning.
And guess what the instructor had us do...
Lunges.
It's almost five hours later and my legs still feel like jello.
I have jello for legs people.
What the hell was I thinking when I took this class?!
Every time I step up or down off a curb I feel like my legs are going to collapse.
Seriously.
My arms are sore too, but nothing like my legs. If my arms felt like my legs I wouldn't be able to type.
I'd be rocking back and forth lamenting the fact that I ever tried to work out.
Oh wait a minute - I am rocking back and forth - whining about the fact my legs are jello.
Can you believe that I'm thinking of going again on Tuesday?!
I must be crazy.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Weather update and a question
It's cooling off here...10am and only 92F.
My question:
Does anyone aside from me read my blog?
And yes I do read my blog - it cracks me up! I crack me up!
Or maybe I don't want to know...what if no one is reading it?
Will I be crushed? Or will I not care?!
Because really this is for me - It is helping me to keep my sanity here in the middle of the big cat box.
So I guess it really doesn't matter if I'm writing to myself - but it sure would be fun to be writing while others are reading...
My question:
Does anyone aside from me read my blog?
And yes I do read my blog - it cracks me up! I crack me up!
Or maybe I don't want to know...what if no one is reading it?
Will I be crushed? Or will I not care?!
Because really this is for me - It is helping me to keep my sanity here in the middle of the big cat box.
So I guess it really doesn't matter if I'm writing to myself - but it sure would be fun to be writing while others are reading...
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