Hello, I am blogging from the only place that is not under attack, well actually my family rooms looks like it has been bomded....but oh well, what the hell....the whole house looks like that anyway.
Ok ,let me put you in perspective about the state of my 'home'...sob sob, the ceiling is on the floor in my living room, soon the dinning room will look like that too, followed by the utility room and the maids room. So far the miserly 2 workers have only managed to do the living room after 1 week. When they are going to speed to second gear only HE knows.
The gardeners are here too, trying to salvage whats left of the newly planted plants toed on by my little dogs, imagined if they were big dogs....then you wont even recognice the plants...hahahaha
The pond people are also here, cleaning out my pond filter, "The swamp thing" has made a home there together with the cousin of the Lochnes monster, who knows what else they will find in the filter....yaks. Slimy man!!
So now we live like refugees in a mansion bombed out. Just picture Chile and you will get the whole scenario. Did I say 6 months ? hmmmm......the good news is life still goes on. I am so busy doing so many things, plus 3 of my kids are home, massive marketing. Bought a 3kg chicken yesterday thinking there would be lots left for another meal.......fat chance. Only bones and wings left, maybe the neck and the butt.
Lets see, Norma is back so we are having dinner on Thursday. Friday I am attending IWC dinner and meeting at the New Century restaurant, Tuesday next, having dinner with another friend at home, Thursday having dinner at Sabah Hotel with 8 beauties. All these in between my yoga lessons and belly dancing lesson and swimming and going out for lunch with my boys.....wow, life is so full right now, and I am loving it!
Never a dull moment. Hey, we enjoyed our belly dancing lessons so much. Boy, you should have seen how the hips can wriggle. Who said old bones cant move? You not only hear the jingling of the bells attached to our scarves tied around our hips but also the creaking of the bones in time with the arabic music. But I must mention that the back and back of the thigh ( yeh, only one side) does hurt the day after, but only for a day or two. Smile and the world smiles with you.
Till, I write again.........
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