AbezAbez Is... 50% White, 50 % Pakistani, Muslim Hijab-wearing type female, Daughter of Momma, Sister of Owlie Wife of HF, Momma of Khalid, a special little boy with Autism, and Iman, a special little girl with especially big hair, Writer, Graphic Designer, Editor, Freelancer, Blogger, Inhaler of Chocolate
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My sister, De Owl

My Husband, who never updates!

Mona, who I don't visit enough

Hemlock, who I don't hug enough

Baji, the orginal robot monkey pirate

Prometheus, who buts brains to blog about Autism

Socrates, a blogger with Asperger's

Jo, a funnier Autism mom with a great blog

Autism Watch-  for logic-based information

ASAT- Assosciation for Science in Autism Treatments

Quack Watch- for current news and info on all sort of medical treatments

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My Cousin- really, he's my cousin.  Wish he would update more.


Sunday, August 19, 2007

Here we come!

Khalid and I are heading state-side from the 20th (tomorrow!) until the 6th of September- we'll be in Chicago most of the time, and DC for the last day or so.

Yay! Road Trip! :p

Saturday, August 11, 2007

When your eyes feel wobbly

There are some days when you are so tired, and so sapped of energy, that the only will you can muster is to sigh very deeply. And maybe eat another cookie. Today is one of those days. I'm supposed to be working, but I'm actually reading pages and pages of information on the questions of what's permissible and what's not in cheese. Rats, I closed the links.. well, anyone who wants a copy can email me.

And Khalid is emptying the shoe cabinet, one sandal at a time. Here he comes with the high-heels I got married in (and never wore again). Ladies, I tell you, when it comes to buying shoes for your wedding, don't buy anything unless you can see yourself wearing it again. I have a closet full of shoes I haven't worn in two years.

Wow, this is a random blog.

*falls out of chair*

*falls asleep*

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Good News:

Owlie is blogging again! Or rather, she will be! As soon as she sees what I've done to her blog. :p


Thursday, August 02, 2007

I think I'm having a spiritual headache

Or maybe it's a sleep deprivation headache, I'm not sure. Either way, my head hurts, and I'm seriously reconsidering the direction that my life is taking. Case in point: I work too much, and I don't know why.

I contract my work out on an hourly basis. In May I had 40 hours. In June, 60. July has just ended, and tomorrow I'll be sending my invoice for 42. I have this chart on the wall that supposed to make me work out and read Qur'an every day, and out of the 9 days it's been up, I have about a 50% success rate for both goals. Ok, maybe 45%. And I tell myself that I couldn't work out today because I didn't have the time. And why didn't I have the time? Because I was working. And why was I working? I don't know.

Alhamdulillah, I don't need to work to feed my family. I'm not working for pocket money, because out of the maybe thousand dirhams I've spent in the last three months, none of it has been on myself. (A thousand dirhams is a little less than 300 dollars) I'm not a big shopper.

Work is an intellectual stimulant as well as a challenge, and I enjoy learning new skills and figuring that there is one more thing I can do, and do well enough to get paid for, Alhamdulillah. However, most people don't turn to photoshop for intellectual stimulation, and I have plenty of other skillsets that are lagging behind. Like my Arabic skills, and my ability to focus on my prayer-

Alhamdulillahi- presentation due tomorrow- rabbil alameen...)

- and the frequency at which I actually get dressed in the morning and pretend to be presentable. I have a slight problem with work- I have a hard time stopping. I don't know how it happened, but I've become a workaholic, and pair this with being a full-time Momma, and you get me now- baby-chaser by day, PR Media designer by night, sleep deprived always.

I shouldn't complain, because I do this to myself, and as HF reminded me a few nights ago- You always do this, you over do it! You get burnt out and you say you want to quit, you say this every month!

I do actually. Usually around the end of the month too, when I'm pushing to finish everything that's supposed to be finished by the first of the next month, and then I finish it all, send my invoice, and count up the money I don't spend.

Money is the means, but I can't remember what the end is. I've lost my focus. I can't remember what I'm doing here, apart from burning my candle at both ends. With a blowtorch. And I want to quit, but I hate disappointing people. It would be easier if my boss was unhappy, but he's not- the last meeting he opened with- I like your work, how can I get more of it? (I thought- I can't sleep any less, I'll go mad!) so I said- what else can I help you with?

So now I have more projects to make more money to sleep less hours and frazzle more of my braincells for Big Corporate U- an entity that means nothing to me but seems to occupy 80% of my conscious thought. I have no problem working full time, I've done it before- and I have no problem with challenges, but being a full time mother is already a full time job, and the fact that work is taking away from my ability to focus on what's really important to me is bugging me. My priorities in life are my Islam and my family, but they're both being pushed out of place by work. I've let it happen, and I don't know how to make it stop.

I need to outsource. That's what the consultant in me sez- it sez: invoice Corporate U for the project at N rate per hour. Hire someone else to do it for you at 80 percent of N. And there are some things I can do that for, but most things I can't. So that's not much of a solution, although I'm going to pay Hemmie to take care of the newsletter this month for me, and I'm going to pay her a hundred percent of N, and that should actually save me about five hours of work.

Five hours would be a nice nap. Or a very intensely satisfying workout, followed by a thorough shower, a non-distracted salah and some quiet time with the Qur'an. And then some running around with Khalid without worrying about how many hours have gone by that I haven't spent on the next project due, or whether he'll nap long enough for me to mail the boss a status update.

Like I said, I have a headache.


Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Hooray for You Tube!

The best of some anti-smoking ads featured on Youtube.com. Some are pretty graphic, but anyone who smokes must watch, and anyone who doesn't smoke should watch anyway.

And last but definitely not least-

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