Just have time for a quickie today.

From my experience they’re not as great as the real thing, so I’m afraid this post won’t fully satisfy my blogging desires.

Gosh I’m strange.

Anyway…

“My expereince is that everyone that moves to the middle east gains weight.”

This comment was said to me over Baskin Robbins ice cream cake this afternoon.

First, I wanted to take my cake and shove it in her face- but then I realized that would be wasting CAKE, so I came to my senses.

Then, my second thought was, “Why do you wait to say this after I had lunch, 3 cookies and a piece of cake (we had a big surprise lunch for a lady’s birthday, so NO I don’t eat that everyday for lunch if that’s what you’re thinking). I really needed to hear this about 30 minutes ago!!”

Okay, I’m not fat. I feel bad for constantly complaining about it to one of my friends because I know she wants to strangle me. I really need to be content with who God has made me, but I guess I am afraid of GETTING fat. That is where my obsessing comes from.

Anyway, over ice cream cake we discussed why everyone gains weight here: there isn’t a whole lot to do. People eat. That is the focal piece for all socialization. People can’t just get together here, sit on a couch and chat. There must be food in front of them in order to engage in conversation for some reason. I think it’s a whole Kuwaiti Ministry or something: the Branch of Entertaining, Food, and Communication...if it’s not it should be.

She’s right. I have noticed that is what everyone does here. They shop and eat. The middle east isn’t overly thrilling once you’ve seen the all the sites. After that you see movies, shop at the malls and old souks, and eat… I already said that… sorry.

So I don’t know why I felt the need to post that, but I just thought it was sort of funny that she brings it up to us as I’m freaking out about, “How amazing Basking Robbins is… I mean, it’s ice cream AND a cake.” <--- that is pretty great though, you can’t fault me for that!

So, having said that, our weekend plans are: eating and sitting. The thought alone makes me really sick and makes me want to get on the treadmil as I type. I talked to Will about a gym membership, but I found out most of the Kuwaiti women gyms are like 500 KD a year, paid up front, which is almost US $2000! I figured buying a treadmil would be a good idea since we’re going to be here so long, hopeuflly I can get him on board. Of course, I would like to go to a Kuwaiti gym just one time because tons of the ladies work out in the abbaya- talk about some major weight hanging on you and sweatage. I sweat in shorts and a tee. I can’t even imagine a huge blanket all over me if I had to wear one. They would ask me to leave because I know sweat flingage would be a major issue for me.

What a random thing for me to be talking about. I know you have to be grossed out now. I’ve grossed myself out, so I doubly apologize to you.

Well girls, I’m off to enjoy my weekend. I hope you all have a great rest of the week and I look forward to catching up on Saturday (or Monday for some of you!)

<3

PS- Emilie, your feedback the other day TOTALLY brightened my day. Thanks for putting a smile on my face. :-D

PPS- Guess who I talked to by default today!? FRED! I had called my friend to tell her about the party, but for some reason her husband ansewerd which really freaked me out. I think she had called me from his number one time, so I just dialed the first one on my call list. Anyway, I gave him a HUGE piece of my mind:

“Who do you think you are Mr. ‘I’m so great I have a cop care and my goal in life is to make sure EVERYONE has a ticket here before I leave, even the elderly and unborn babies!!’ Wow. So you have a cop car with lights, congratulations, but look here “Barney” that doesn’t give you the authority to do as you please and treat people terribly! Consider this your warning! You may have gotten away unscathed by my husband, but you’ve never met me… I’m watching you. Be afraid… very afraid.”

And then I hung up.

Okay, total lie. That is the conversation I formulated in my mind about 3 minutes after I talked to Fred. I was super nice and he was okay back. Maybe he has an abrasive personality or something. Don’t know. Just thought that was weird. Wasn’t expecting to talk to him today!

Talk to you guys soon.