Bed Linen: Emotional Comfort

I was tidying some piles of paper (something I have been doing on weekly basis) and I came across to the solution to my lonely nights!

People, 2 years ago the linen makers Kameo Corp ,which are based in Fukuoka, introduced THE "Boy-friend's Arm Pillow". It consists of a headless torso (scary), a stuffed arm which curls around you when you sleep (sounds more like a python) and wears a shirt. The company claims that this pillow not only provides emotional comfort for the needy, but it also keeps the body balanced by providing support from both sides.

Obviously the company is aware that ladies have different preferences, and naturally men come in different sizes. So, Kameo is working to come up with different sized and shaped boy-friend pillows to satisfy all tastes. Examples include: Muscular pillows for the ladies who like beefy men and slender pillows for the ones who are after a sensitive (sissy) man.

Men do not despair, as the company is prototyping a Girl-friend pillow! which will be shaped like a woman's lap but with a 'skirt' cover.

So, blogg-edette this is cash worth spent, just for $80 ( just under 30 KD) you can purchase a comforting man who does not nag you when you want to sleep. I think this is the perfect Christmas/New year/Eid present you can get yourself..

Men...beware

late night natter..

It is the start of a long weekend in Kuwait, and I am spending my first night at home doing nothing. I have zillion matters pending in my cerebral hemispheres, which is not the healthiest at this hour. Some of these issues are important and others are just very trivial..so, let me share the latter..

I have noticed that I do not read newspapers. The only thing I do with the daily paper is a quick flick and then a close glance at the last page and voila! I am done. I have reasons for not wanting to read Kuwaiti local papers, as I consider them very biased and full of a$$-lickers. I rarely get to read anything interesting in there and if anyone of you had noticed, I mainly comment on last-page columns on my blog. The whole point is I am comforted by the fact that I don't create unnecessary headache for myself, but sometimes I feel that I am a little silly for completely boycotting Kuwaiti papers from my life. The bizarre thing is that I read newspapers of the countries I travel to but not my owns!

Anyhow, maybe I should not worry about it too much as I do not think I am missing out..

What else? I fancy buying this new lipstick which I was planning to do today but I did not get the time. A co-worker was wearing it earlier this week and boy she looked so pretty. so I am going to purchase it hoping it will make me look a bit as pretty as she is..

I am used to doing pre-sleep chat with my sweetheart and I think he fell asleep early tonight. I feel odd as I am wide awake and trying to find something to do until I get drowsy. how come I forgot how to occupy myself when I had no one in my life? strange...

Behaviour is very much culture specific. Knowing how to mould and condition someone's behaviour depends on culture as well as universal concepts. One has to be familiar with both as with the great amalgamation of cultures we are witnessing these days we have to be open-minded to all tactics. I know it doesn't sound like rocket-science but applying it is not as easy as saying it...

Jingle bell Jingle bell...

Oh Silent night! It is that time of the year again, when it is 'supposed' to be cold and wet..(it is wet alright over here). Overcooking and over-eating is usually the highlight, and not to forget, over-spending. Clothes and decorations are green and red, everything twinkles and glitters. It is Christmas time everyone..

I miss Christmas in England..

I miss the ambiance

I miss the smell

I miss carol singers

I miss my tiny Christmas tree (fresh one may I add)

I miss my decorations

I miss buying passionata (which usually doesn't last for long with me)

I miss the ivy and the mistletoe

I miss buying M&S Christmas goodies

I miss the cards

I miss the festive feel

I miss the Christmas sales

Sigh....

And here is a clip I got from a dear friend of mine for everyone..it is ever so cute, just click the link http://bixbyrose.com/turkeyday.htm

I just wanted to wish everyone a MERRY CHRISTMAS

طق يا مطر طق

finally, some thirst quenching rain. It is nice for the sun to depart us for a couple of days and to allow cool wind to blow on this side of the world. Hope this will mean that Winter is on its way....

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Thumbs up go to د. ناجي سعود الزيد for his column today in Alqabas. The ever increasing piles of dirt on our streets have to be controlled somehow. The problem is that as long as the natives are too lazy to keep our streets clean, how do you expect the expatriates to behave?

I hate the site of a person who publicly gets out of his car and so casually disposes of all his/her rubbish on the tarmac and walks off, or even chucks it out of his/her window while driving. I thought that النظافة من الايمان.

Bushy-Brow Week

I am a brow person and I consider eyebrows the gateway to beauty and the makeup for the face. Unfortunately, God gifted me with peculiar eyebrows which need some air-brushing before facing the big bad 'cruel' Kuwaiti world.

My funky brows gone very thin over the year simply because every time I went to the Indian brow-lady she just fancied making them thin as she considered it the fashion. So, after realising that I will one day end up with no brow hair (like my mum), I thought I should salvage the situation and find myself another lady who appreciates brows the way I do. So I did! and now for the past 2 months I am in the process of thickening them again.

The thickening process involves enduring days or even weeks of unattractiveness. such that I have to scare the general public, including my sweetheart, with the site of my unruly brows so that I can achieve the ultimate result. It is good to announce that I am almost there, and the effects are already visible (that is they are looking denser and thicker now). So here is to the end of another bushy brow week!

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That picture was taken by me and edited by mistletoe (whispers 'thank you babe') I hope it is to your liking people..

Bad habits

I recently have discovered a number of bad habits which are deeply rooted in my character. I am very much aware of them but I have a damn hard time kicking them...the list goes:

• I don't know how to say NO to someone needing help, even when it means I have to go through a learning process just to be able to help them ( I hope this makes sense).
• I cannot and I mean I REALLY cannot shut my mouth when I see something wrong (which gets me in trouble most of the time)
• I always bite more than what I can chew (hence I am struggling with the work load these days)
• I am too emotional (you can imagine how bad it gets when it is the time of the month) Good luck mistle
• I do not know how to relax.
• I do not enjoy going out or socialising during working days.
• I find it difficult to understand that not everybody can take a liking to you and it really gets me down when I realise I am not favoured by somebody.

Hope you all are having a good week...mine has been a bit of a funny one

To drive or to be driven away..

When I moved back to Kuwait I made a conscious decision that I will take whatever shit the road throws at me lightheartedly. Babbler is very fond driving on the motorway listening to music. To her driving and music marry very seductively and it always takes her to a different dimension.

However, driving in Kuwait possesses a serious health risk, as on daily basis one can feel the impeding heart attack. Our beautiful nation considers our vast and wide roads a battle field where your only weapon is your car. Obviously cars vary in their sizes and shapes, but the greater tendency is to enlarge what is already large...ending up with a thing that resembles an ugly army tank with tyres as wide as the hips of an Arab lady. Usually, the over-sized cars are to be wary off, as the bits which stick out of them tend to nudge you while they slip away harmless. The smaller variety tends to be camouflaged in a frightening way, such that the headlights can flicker in your eyes as if they are of a UFO resulting in extreme blinding at night time.

Our law-abiding drivers will surprise you in their ability to signal when taking turns, sticking to maximum speed restrictions (except when on the phone) and to never terrorise other drivers/motorists. If you ever dare to over-take one of their vehicles, you will suffer extreme degrees of courtesy. What will happen to you is a thing you only witness in a Stallone movie performed by a stunt double. You will simply hear a constant honking of the horn, frightening proximity of the other car, and then a swift take over and sudden brakes ahead of you. In addition to middle-fingers and big fat fists thrown about in the air.

So, I have reached a point now where I am seriously concerned for my well-being and my road mannerism in this country.

Holy Matrimony

The day was Monday 5th of December 2005, I was on the edge of the bed early in the morning brushing my teeth. I had, as usual, the BBC on to quickly get an update on the world. Then I hear, as of that day, England grants homosexual couples their civil rights...

I was genuinely happy, not that I will exploit this right for I am a heterosexual who lives far and beyond in Kuwait. but I was happy for the couples who shared a life together for years and were not able to have simple rights like: next of kin or paternity leave for the ones who decide to have children through IVF. There was an interview in that bulletin about a couple who waited for this day to tie the knot in a civil ceremony. What I found a little over-the-top was their wish to have a religious ceremony one day. I am not meaning to be rude, I just cannot see a religion accepting a homosexual union as such act is deemed inappropriate and a 'sin'. This by no means represent my view, as to me a religious marriage will not serve any extra advantage as it does not give you civil rights on its own.

Homosexuality is incomprehendable for many who live in the Middle East. However, there is a great proportion of individuals who turn out to have homosexual tendencies and they engage in such behaviours and practices in a Victorian fashion. The reason I am accepting of homosexuality is the fact that, apart from being an accepting and open-minded person, is sometimes gay people do not chose to be this way. I am not an expert in this topic, but science have found that there is an area in the brain which determines our sexual predilection. This part of the brain is called sexually dimorphic nucleus of the preoptic area. Work carried out on dissected brains revealed that this area in heterosexual individuals is large in males and small in females. On the other hand, the same area in homosexuals was neither large nor small, more like a medium-sized nucleus. Obviously more work is required in this area, but there are strong indicators for biological basis of homosexuality.

So, what will happen if such biology is definitely confirmed? will religion then accept homosexuals? I think not, simply because religion and science never go along..but who knows.

Finally, congratulations for who ever is getting married soon...