My Week

I’m baaaaaack! The wedding was wonderful. Saeeda and I danced all night long. We salsa’d, tango’d, rumba’d, boogie’d… you name it! I’m serious they had all kinds of songs and it was great. It was the first time I danced so much, and with those heels! At some point during the night my feet were in so much pain I just took them off and danced barefoot. When it was time to go home I couldn’t walk with the boots on (I swear I got blisters) and I walked barefoot to the car. I made Saeeda bring her camera but every time Maha and I would be ready to take a picture, we couldn’t find Saeeda, or whenever Saeeda and I were ready for a picture, we couldn’t find Maha, and whenever…Well, you get it. But I did take one with the groom and bride, so there. A record of the night is available. And yes, the bride was absolutely gorgeous. Amazingly huge brown eyes, those were the first things I noticed. Round lips. Such white skin. Typical Arabian features, she did look Omani. What else? The food was incredible. Everybody looked perfect (Yusra, the sister of the groom, and I have this ritual where we sit at the end of the party and see who is dressed really badly so we could make fun of them. But every body was dressed flawlessly, so no fun.) After dinner Maha and I sat on our chairs facing backwards, and tried to wave to as many people who were dancing as possible, and see who would wave back. I don’t know if they thought we were silly, or they hadn’t seen us, or they were just plain rude, but no one waved back! It was like they would look straight at us, see us waving, and turn back to dancing! Well, to be honest we got a grin from one of my aunts, to which we burst out laughing, and she turned back quickly. I think she thought we were making fun of her heheh. Basically the wedding was a blast. Later on I spent the weekend with Maha and Saeeda, and we spent it talking about this one girl who danced like you wouldn’t believe. Wawie this chick could beat Shakira in a belly-dancing competition 10 times over. She was that good. Everybody just stared at her when she danced. Maha and I were so jealous. Although to be honest Saeeda and I did more than enough dancing for that night. That was the best part of it. I usually leave regretting that I hadn’t danced enough, but this time I made sure there were no regrets. On Friday Maha had to go back home cuz she had to work on Saturday, and Saeeda went off to take care of her niece. So I spent the rest of my time in AD with my aunts, a great deal of time with my baby cousins. One of them is Sara, she’s 3 and EXTREMELY HYPER. The other is Ali and he is 3 months old. I have yet to hear him cry. Such a happy baby Mashalla. By the end of 3 days I was so fed up with all the giggling and cheery chuckles, I wanted him to cry! So I kind of gently shook him when he was all unruffled and still, and he just happened to be saying: AAAHHHHHHHH, so while I was shaking him his voice came out all funny and crackly, and he thought that was hilarious. Instead of getting annoyed and crying, he laughed! Now it’s become a habit, when I carry him and shake him he starts saying: AHHHHHHH so he can hear his voice crack. I miss them already. I can’t wait to go back. I missed you all, I missed your blogs, I missed your comments! I just got home about an hour ago so I’m going to unpack and sleep. Updates tomorrow.