Maioush

I’ve been checking my stats for a while (just for the sake of it), and every time I do, Qwaider Planet kept on popping on my screen, now for some reason this image got stuck on my head, so I draw it (with a little cheating ::wink wink:: ;) … so this what we will become, watch out folks Qwaider is taking over the planet!!

P.S: Hey Q buddy… ba3rfak btet7amal maze7 ;)

Yalla, lets play what if tag as Qwaider said… I’ve been asked to answer what will happen to my blog if I return to Amman.Tag rules:

State 5 things. at least. And tag 3 people … simple No??

Yalla… what will happen to Maioush if I go to Amman:

1. The blog will have less posts (no time ya jama3a, I have sooooo many things to do there) :) bs, I’ll try cuz there will be so much to talk about too :)
2. You’ll hear waaaaaay less stories about my cooking adventures (thank god for shawerma and falafel, and of course, my teata and 3ammati) LOL!
3. A lot of complaining about the traffic in Amman, and how people don’t follow the rules when it comes to driving (3ala asas enni jay el mn USA ya3ni zai elli 3an jad) HAHAHA
4. There will be a special section for my comics about issues in Jordan issues, and god knows how much are those :D
5. My adventures of me getting lost, I’m the queen if getting lost in Jordan (well, here too, but I end up finding my way when I reach the freeway :) ), I end up in the weirdest places you can ever think of, I’ll tell you guys about it in my next post I promise :D
6. (I THINK) Maioush will be no longer anonymous, I’ll meet with some of my friends I met though this blog :) , I think that will be great right??

So what will happen to your blog:

Nido if [you found out that you are pregnant with twins  :) ]

Angry Husband if [your wife came back to her senses and your not angry anymore]

Mohannad if [your wife finds out about your blog LOOOOOOL! J/k :D no really if Jordan became the best country ever with NOOOOOOOOOO problems (man what are you gonna rant about :D ) ]

 A quote comes from one of the world’s most-loved comediennes:

“One of the things I learned the hard way was that it doesn’t pay to get discouraged. Keeping busy and making optimism a way of life can restore your faith in yourself.” ~ Lucille Ball

While I do agree that optimism is the way to go, I think that discouragement can also be a good thing for us at times.  Sometimes we have to sit in the bottom of the pit in and wallow around in the muck for a while until we can’t stand it anymore.  Eventually you will get to a point where you can’t stand the darkness anymore.  From that vantage point, we can study our options and decide the next move to get out of the pit.

Discouragement can often be catalyst for making a change.  If you don’t see the negative, then how are you going to tell the difference between what is good and what is bad?  If I were Lucille Ball, I would have changed that statement to say it doesn’t pay to STAY discouraged.  Just my two cents.

 Khalas 3ad, enough stupidity mshaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan allah, enough with all the bullshit, seriously I can’t take any more.

Ya3ni when somebody is trying to do a good freaking thing, instead of getting some freakin APPRECIATION, they get the stupidest comments I’ve ever seen in my whole life!!!

Some people are just too much, they call people hypocrites and they are the hypocrites, jad jad fi nas ma btest7i!!! Ya3ni you give and give and give, and treat them like they are worth something (although they are not), but they still have the nerve to come and act like they know better, and I’m telling you.. they know NOTHING!!!

I got to this conclusion a little bit late, but this bloggging thing is getting more stupid every single day, I see more trash are talking like they are important or something for some reason, they leave a comment or 2 and go to their blogs (like anybody cares) and start attacking other people cuz they are so cowards, they know that by writing in their blogs they can BAN whoever they want, and delete the comments they don’t like. ya5i toz feek(i) o fi el blog mnee7 heak???

I’m not gonna mention names, cuz they are not even worth mentioning here, but hey, I’m not gonna delete any single comment that comes to this article, say whatever you want, I don’t care…

Yep Yep :D I made it WITH PICTURES!!!

I know it’s not a big deal, but I remembered to take pictures for this fatteh I made next to Mlokheyeh (it was yesterday’s meal “bayteh” that;s why I didn’t take pictures for it :D ), and tell you what guys, baba and my brothers went crazy for it, they are so picky when it comes to food, but they LOVED it…  YUPPYYYYYYYYY Maioush you made it :D

Did I mention that it was my first time sa7ee7?? :)

You are the first person I seek each morning.

The last person I wish for each night.

My strongest supporter in my daily endeavors.

My most honest critic of my humble failures.

The one who sees the true good within me,

My voice of sanity when I dwell on the bad.

You are the person who brings reason to my day,

and the person who brings magic to my nights.

You are my best friend and partner in all that I do.

My soulmate

 It’s getting on for 9 am but I’m not fully awake yet. All this getting-up at the crack of dawn to take my little bro to school is doing my head in. He was an hour late getting there today and even then I felt like I was going out in the middle of the night.

Of course, it didn’t help that I was up most of the night trying to sort out this blog. I just couldn’t stand looking at that template any longer, so I went on a hunt for a new one. I found a few that I liked, but they always had something that either didn’t work properly or wasn’t quite right. I finally found one I did like, but it had those ugly frames and there is no way I want those. I don’t stay long on sites with frames.

Anyway, I like to see one large expanse of type, it works better for speed-readers and as far as I’m concerned it looks better. Apart from anything else, I need as much writing space as I can get, not a silly little window that you have to scroll down every ten seconds.
There was one template I found which was really good, it had some quotation on it about “The Crazy Ones” which apparently is used in an Apple Mac advert and it did seem to describe me very well. Only trouble is, instead of it having a picture my glittery thingies, it had an empty input window which forced one of those damn QuickTime pop-up windows in my face every time I loaded my blog. I was able to get rid of it, but then I couldn’t get the rest of it to look right.

In the end I decided it was easier to create my own, so that’s what I’m trying to do. I will keep what little of the old one I wanted, which was basically just a few links, and did the rest from scratch. I’m trying to do it for few days now, and still can’t get it right; this theme thing is driving me crazy! I think it will look rather fetching and certainly better than the old one, once I figure out how to do it.

 There I am, innocently enjoying a cup of coffee and a bit of surfing (internet variety, I don’t go in for the other sort, gimme a break), when my little brother screams at me from the kitchen.

Little bro: MAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIII! HELP! There’s a needle stuck in my foot.
Mai: A what stuck in your foot? Just a minute …

Mai goes into kitchen. Little bro is hopping on one leg and announcing that he is dying. Mai looks and sees needle stuck in little bro’s foot, with black cotton threaded through it. Mai has NOOOO idea how needle got on kitchen floor. Mai attempts to pull needle out of little bro’s foot.

Little bro: Don’t pull it out! I’ll die!
Mai: What else am I supposed to do with it?
Mai pulls out needle. Little bro remains alive.

Little bro: Is there blood on it?
Mai: No. Next time try shoes or slippers.

Little bro returns to eating pasta, Mai returns to coffee and surfing, assuming crisis is over. A few minutes pass quietly and peacefully by.

Little bro: AAAGGGHHH!!!
Mai: What is it NOW?
Little bro: OOOOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

Mai goes into kitchen and discovers floor covered in fusilli, mushrooms, bits of tomato and pasta sauce. Little bro announces he tripped over something and his pasta went all over his arm on its way to the floor and he is now scarred for life (he isn’t). Mai tells little bro to leave kitchen and she will cook him some more pasta. Little bro leaves kitchen to go watch TV. Mai screams (therapeutically) and starts cooking.

Moral of Story: don’t leave your little bro by himself in the kitchen ever.

ماما في الأردن صارلها أسبوع و لسّا باقي كمان أسبوع, و متل كل مرّة بتسافر فيها تبدأ مغامرات طم طم في المطبخ
بس المرة هاي ما بعرف ليه, لهلأ ما خبصت ولا مرّة حتي الرز عم بستوي معي هههههه :) معقول اللعنة اللي كانت نازلة عليّ في الطبخ راحت؟؟؟ سؤال مهم كتيير و بدو تفكير عميق, عملت جاج بالفرن (مو إإختراع نووي بعرف).. زبط, فاصولية خضرة (مع رز ركزوا) …زبط, كفتة (بعرف ما بدها فن بس برضوا).. ايه زبط, طيب شاكرية (برضو مع رز).. لأ ﻷ لأ مو معقووووووووول والله زبط!!! هادي ميّ اللي بالمطبخ؟؟؟ لا أكيد هادي تخيلات صيام أو مزحة أو كزية نيسان!! لأنو صعب أصدق… دقوا على الخشب بلاش اَكل هوى و أرجع أعُك بمفاعلات نووية كمان مرة
يعني في صديق عزيز بضلّ يحكيلي إنّو الطبيخ طول عمرو نِفس, أنا طول عمري بدخل المطبخ زيّ اللي داخل على مختبر كيمياء, بكون كتيير مركزة تقولوا خايفة تفقع الطنجرة بوجهي, ولّا رح أخترع نوع سمّ جديد بطبخي مش عارفة
طبعاَ كل شي كوم و هاشم أخي الصغير كوم, هادي أول مرة من يوم ما نولد ببعد عن ماما, كتيير كنت خايفة إنو يعجب عليّ بغيابها, بس جد والله إنو تحشيش, جد هادي لحالها مغامرات طم طم هههههههههه بعمل كل عملة أنا بحس أنو رح يغمى عليّ من الضحك
ماما الله يرجعك بالسلامة و يصبرك حبيبتي, لا تهكلي همنا هون, نحنا مناح, ديري بالك على حالك