The fact that today (Tuesday) is ‘hump day’ in this part of the world – actually nothing to do with camels, but the middle of the week, after which it’s a downhill slide all the way to the weekend.
The cooler temps when I leave work at 5.30pm. I looked lovingly at my boots in the cupboard this morning (soon!) and grabbed a jacket to wear at the office (air-conditioning set in the Arctic zone).
The nod my website received in The National newspaper today! The ol’ blog was mentioned in an article on social media – as was my 6YO’s choice of future ‘wife’ (so glad it was anonymous, he’ll kill me when he’s 18 and realises I divulged that in the national press). Click here to read the article, on whether parents are guilty of oversharing their children’s lives.
The gift DH brought me from London. Nothing fancy, nothing sparkly, just something I really felt like: a Pret a Manger sandwich. Sometimes it’s the small things that you just can’t get here.
A search I noticed in my blog stats. Somebody had misguidedly, and very funnily in my opinion, googled: ‘How many wives can an expat have in Dubai?’
The words that tumbled out of my 4YO’s mouth this evening: “Mummy, I’ve eaten too many carb-o-hi-dwates today…”
The origami my oldest son did at bedtime tonight. He asked me to make a boat, which I managed to do after several attempts. Then he elaborated, with some sellotape, a few folds and a scrunch. And, wouldn’t you know, it suddenly had four funnels and was heading straight for an iceberg.
The obsession continues…
Now I’m curious….how many wives CAN an expat have in Dubai? ; )
PS – A toilet? Very interesting. Never fear, though: my sons assume that no one worth worrying about reads my posts anyway. When they’re old enough to have their own FB accounts and you start posting that stuff on *their* walls – then you’ll have a problem!
The chap who did this search is going to be disappointed to find he can only have one! Muslim men, on the other hand, can have – I think – up to four wives, as long as they all have equal rights. Not sure how common this is anymore – imagine the expense!
It’s one of the trickier blogging questions, isn’t it? “What if my children really didn’t want me to say all these things?” My guess is that their lives will be so much more open than our have been, that the kind of privacy we’ve had will be incomprehensible to them. And therefore they won’t even stop to ask the question. It will just be the norm to share details of life. Maybe it already is.
I think you’re right Iota. Mums share stuff that, in a time gone by, they’d talk about at the school gate – now, with social media, the audience is so much bigger – and that’s what kids are growing up with. Plus, with families so spread out across the world, I’m presuming Facebook is just as useful for teenagers as it is for expats.
Congratulations on getting a mention in the press
Thank you!
I’m kicking myself for forgetting to pick up a copy of the actual newspaper! So used to just reading stuff online these days!