Look who’s talking too!

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Anna has been growing up so fast, exploring the world around her everyday! She’s now nine months old, and has thoughts and opinions about stuff. Here are some of her baby adventures through her day to day life, so look at her talk too!

Anna- talks © Rana Armoush 2012

Hello there! I just had two bottles of milk, and now for dessert I’m chewing on my foot 🙂 hehehe

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

YEH!!!! I didn’t see you dada you surprised me!

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

VIVA Mexico 🙂 viva la Fiestaaaaaaaaaaaa

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

                           I wonder if this hat is eatable… hmmm

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

Well, I’ll give it a chew and see..Nop, I don’t recommend eating your hats people, but you can chew on it to rub your tiny teeth though 🙂

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

Dada stop licking me and look at the cam , they’re taking our photo!

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

Open your eyes , you always close your eyes in photos!

Anna

  • Mama wanted to take a photo for us with the trees, she said when I grow up probably there won’t be any trees left! And this photo will be a good memory of what trees look like!!!

Anna-talks© Rana Armoush 2012

yeah so now he’s eating my ear, he’s been trying to do that since I was born, and he’s not convinced yet it’s not FOOD!

Dada where have you been, you missed a really yummy breakfast!

Hey what you Laughing about ? hehe! Dada why you Laughing?

                                        Who’s got yogurt whiskers?

ME?!!!!!!!!!!!! MAMA why you didn’t tell me I had yogurt whiskers? This man is making fun of me! And you call your self a father! Shame on you.
 Wash it out mama, wash the yogurt out!! hurry before dada takes another embarrassing photo!
Hey grandma, do you want some cucumber? it’s good for you, and you can chew on it to rub your growing teeth 😀
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I want my Meghli! Give me my Meghli!!!

Today I’m introducing to you all “Meghli “, yeah I know you’re wondering ” What is Meghli anyway?” Well …

I don’t know what you all might think when you hear that a woman just gave birth, but I definitely know what the Lebanese people think. Here in Lebanon when we hear about a birth the first thing that pops into our minds is the yummy ” Mighli” . Someone tells that a neighbor just gave birth, we don’t ask whether it’s a boy or a girl or whether she’s doing fine, we ask ” Is there Mighli?” if the answer is yes we rush to the nearest gift store, buy any gift- doesn’t really matter what the mom needs LOL- we wrap it in a hurry and head directly to the newborn house. We give the gift to the mother, take a quick peek at the baby” Smallah adorable” that’s what we say even if the baby is UUUUUGGGGGGLLLLLLLLYYYYY. LOL. And we sit there waiting for the ” Meghli” ! We nod our heads in approval to any conversation going on, we rub our feet together and almost bite our nails off. LOOOL. I.E Where’s my Meghli people come on I have work, I bought the gift thingy now I want my meghli ! Give me my Meghli 😛

So “Meghli”  is the traditional homemade sweet from the Lebanese cuisine that people honor their guests with for a period of 40 days after a child birth to celebrate his arrival to life healthy and sound and the good health of the mother. It is one of the most delicious sweets that you’ll ever eat! But it is so hard to make that people save it for this special occasion. That’s why in the Lebanese mind this word is related to a child birth! But now times are changing, and people don’t have enough time to spend cooking “Meghli” so a lot of families in Lebanon gave this tradition up, and exchanged it for baby souvenirs .

Now if you are in the mood for some Meghli after reading about it , here’s a recipe for you:

Preparation time: 10 minutes
Cooking time: 1 hour
Number of meals:6

1 cup ground rice, soft
11/2 cup sugar
7 cups water
3 tablespoons caraway small
3 tablespoons small cinnamon
For garnish:
Nuts of all kinds
Grated coconut
How to prepare

1. Put all ingredients in a pot on the fire with constant stirring until boiling.

2. After boiling pot is placed on low heat for a quarter of an hour with constant stirring.

3. When you are done and noted that the mixture has become denser, poured in the cups to cool.

4. Decorate cups
Serve cold.

Bon appetite!!!

How about you? Do you have a traditional food from your country’s cuisine that you make on special occasions?

 

 

Vows for Sale, here’s a laugh for you!!!

Good morning,

Good afternoon,

Or Good evening,

Whatever part of the world you live in, if you know English you will enjoy a good laugh anytime, and I have some good jokes coming up to you in this post but first !!! This post is part of the Humor therapy month I already started on my facebook page if you haven’t read my previous post on this subject I advice that you do, you’ll find some funny but extremely educative materials in it, then will you be a sweetheart and spare five minutes to check the facebook page out ? have a few laughs, share the jokes and help spread smiles and joy around? Here’s the link again:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rana-Armoush/266311370081448

enjoy it!

! During the wedding rehearsal, the groom approached the pastor with an unusual offer:

“Look, I’ll give you $100 if you’ll change the wedding vows. When you get to the part where I’m supposed to promise to ‘love, honor and obey’ and ‘be faithful to her forever,’ I’d appreciate it if you’d just leave that out.”

He passed the minister a $100 bill and walked away satisfied.

On the day of the wedding, when it came time for the groom’s vows, the pastor looked the young man in the eye and said: “Will you promise to prostrate yourself before her, obey her every command and wish, serve her breakfast in bed every morning of your life, and swear eternally before God and your lovely wife that you will not ever even look at another woman, as long as you both shall live?”

The groom gulped and looked around, and said in a tiny voice, “Yes,” then leaned toward the pastor and hissed: “I thought we had a deal.”

The pastor put a $100 bill into the groom’s hand and whispered: “She made me a better offer.”

funny wedding

funny wedding

 Spaghetti A wealthy man was having an affair with an Italian woman for a few years. One night, during one of their rendezvous, she confided in him that she was pregnant.

Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he paid her a large sum of money if she would go to Italy to have the child. If she stayed in Italy,
he would also provide child support until the child turned 18.

She agreed, but wondered how he would know when the baby was born. To keep it discrete, he told her to mail him a post card, and write “Spaghetti” on the back. He would then arrange for child support.

One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife.

“Honey,” she said, “you received a very strange post card today.”

“Oh, just give it to me and I’ll explain it later,” he said.

The wife obeyed, and watched as her husband read the card, turned white, and fainted.

On the card was written “Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Two with meatballs, one without.”

husband and wife in bed funny cartoon photo

husband and wife in bed funny cartoon photo

A random thought…

Everyday your ship drifts further,

away from my shores and into the wide open sea

I’m afraid, that one day you’ll decide to come back home,

but you won’t find me there…

Dear Diary, I love him to be…

Dear Diary,

Every day, I write him over your pages

and later,  I erase him!

I remember the day I was born from his breath,

the day our souls united

then, I write him  again …

And I love him even though he doesn’t have a clear identity in my life

even though there’s no map to his existence

nor a Specific description of how he spreads his soul over the zones of my being

I love him! but,Words are no longer able to deliver  meanings..

I love him without the illusions of fairy tales,

Without logic

even Without madness !!

I love him, just so we can be

I love him just so we can be

To be

And I remember the day I sipped him with my wine into my blood

and became addicted to his scent.

Dear diary,

blame not, my foolish fever of love,

since I know he loves me.

even though I’m a woman of contradictions,

a hundred person dressed as one

he loves me still

Without insanity, without delirium

he Loves me just so we can be

And I love him to be …

Oh diary, my trust worthy friend…

hear my secret and pass it to none

The day I met him,

I disobeyed  all the traditions of my tribe

And neglected all the advises of the elderly

I erased every word written in my past

and I spread out my hand to his,

turned my back and walked away from my village..

Now I’m confused diary,

a woman rejected by her past,

scared of her future,

a woman with nothing in her pockets, but a moment in present

Shall I fight for a love that might never be,

Shall I go back to what once was,

or shall I continue living in a dream

and just love him, so we can be…

The ABC Award and the Spirit of Love :)

Hey Guys,

So, it’s the month of love! February, oh what an incredibly polite guest! 29 days old, with a lot of sunny mornings, and the best of all it’s the month of shopping here in Lebanon! And I’m not gonna lie I’m becoming a bit shopaholic this Feb!!!

In this wonderful month of love, I received two lovely gifts from two fellow bloggers who I admire very much. Their gifts have been such a nice surprise 🙂 The ABC award:)

So A big thank you goes to :

-Parry the author of Slice Of Life, Love you Parry you’re such a sweet heart, I love all the awards you have passed on to me!

– Sun shine the author of Simply Charming, one of my new favorite blogs 🙂 Her posts are really simply charming 🙂

Here are the rules for this award:

1. Thank the person who nominated you. Again thank you Parry & Sunshine

 

2. There are no limits for how many fellow bloggers you can nominate.
So, I would like to nominate the following bloggers:

– Rasha the author of Leanova designs ( a very talented graphic designer on a journey or rediscovering her passion for graphic design)

– Eric the author of Written Words Never Die ( I love reading his posts, he is one kind soul , I’m always inspired to doing good or feeling better when I read his blog, please visit his blog and be inspired:)

Real-Life Housewife ( a wife and mother, talking about her life and issues that inspire her and captures her attention,a  very interesting blog to read, especially if you’re a wife and mother)

– Amrine the author of amrine ( a very talented young poet, i love her poetry and the way she displays her free spirit and rebellious ideas).

3. Share some things about you but alphabetically just a word or two about you starting with each alphabet. (Or alternatively, just write the first word you think of)

A:  Anna-Elisabeth, my baby girl.

B :Beam of hope.

C: Careful

D: Daily prayer

E: Ever lasting love

F: Forgive

G: Grateful

H: Helpful

I: Intelligent

J: Jockey of all trades

K: Kind

L: Loving

M: Mother

N: Nobel

O: oriented

P: Patriotic

Q: queen, in my husband’s heart

R: Religious

S:serious and silly at the same time

T: traveler

U: Unique

V: vital

W: wife

X: XXL heart, which loves you all 🙂

Y: young

Z: zero grudges

And Last but no least, Happy Valentine everyone. Remember you don’t have to wait till the 14th of February to celebrate love. Celebrate love everyday!  Love for God, love for your family, love for your children, Love for your soul mate and  love for mankind every where.

Passion

O people of this village

Do not think that I came here

to sell the remains of love

sticking to the tail of my dress …

open not your mouth, in shock

Hide not the eyes of your children

If their eyes explored the details of my aching body.

the brown wheat in your fields

is addicted to my perfume

and the flames of your burning summer

awakens the lust for life

that sleeps in my veins

I’m the widow of injustice

walking your streets,

Wearing the thirst of years

and years of sadness

I come in peace

to revive in you

What once lived in you

What now dies in you

The “Passion for life.”

Dancing On The Shore Of Illusion!

Dance with me…

On the shores of this amazing illusion,

pull me closer to you

whisper to me,

that you love me…

teach me all the required steps

to master this dance

I want to give my best performance tonight…

Help me to learn the melody

of those yellow leaves scattered under our feet…

to enjoy the tenderness of the sand…

Dance with me…

Help me to break free,

Save me

from the bloody wire of thorns they wrapped around my waist

I’m the soft breath of early summer in my land

A butterfly,

who feels so weak, I have been captured by hand…

they took my voice, my clothes, and burnt down my house

they killed the children in my village

and covered the fields in black

they even threatened the sun,

and the moon was too scared to come out at night

they hushed the mothers , so nobody hears them cry!

But they couldn’t take my pen away,

nor my ability to smile,

they were surprised that I can dance still,

when my feet are wrapped in chains

They didn’t know that injured birds also sing

they sing so lovely even when in pain

they didn’t know that earth will continue its tour

and the sun is waiting to meet us again!

They forgot that God is more powerful than their weapons

and that the will of the poor and sad will one day win

I promised to keep writing and dancing

Even when I’m dancing in pain

So, Dance with me tonight!

Let your words be my music

and your voice, a rhythm

Teach me to dance, teach me..

bring me closer to your breath,

And only then, step back and leave me

Never lay a kiss on my virgin lips

never set a sigh

never crave a sensitive touch,

my perfume

or a look

from my sad eyes,

All I want for tonight

Is a moment of transparency

maybe tomorrow we won’t be here

and you

and me

we’ll be, two travelers

searching for their country

for a home, to their never-ceasing nostalgia,

two strangers,

Who once met, and danced for a brief,

in sad harmony

on the shores of an illusion..