<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437</id><updated>2011-07-12T06:50:13.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of an American Muslim SAHM whose dh is working in Iraq</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts, worries, etc. about my life while my dh is thousands of miles away in Iraq.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-115048405851811968</id><published>2006-06-16T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:54:18.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, again.</title><content type='html'>Wow, 2 posts in the same month. new record! am going to try and set up a pool for the kids. quit laughing, I can be handy once in awhile. lol family is all coming over on sunday for father's day BBQ. should be fun, well, interesting to say the least! lol Kids are excited. that is about it so far. not much to talk about. kids are taking summer school classes, fun ones that is. oldest is taking cooking, which she loves and son is taking dinosaurs alive, his favorite hobby. post more later. hope everyone has a great weekend and Happy Father's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-115048405851811968?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/115048405851811968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=115048405851811968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/115048405851811968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/115048405851811968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-again.html' title='Me, again.'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-114935718064048758</id><published>2006-06-03T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:53:00.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>After awhile, whether you want to or not, you get used to just about anything. As much as I dislike being a single parent right now, I am used to it. Am used to being the handy woman, mother, father, cook, nurse, tutor, nanny, secretary, etc. all the hats that moms everywhere wear. One thing, though, that I never get used to, which is the things that come out of the mouths of babes. My almost 3 year old,(end of July), where has the time gone, killed me last week. I don't remember the last time I cried so hard. It is 2am, she is looking out the front window. She won't go to sleep. I ask her what she is doing. She says, I am waiting for my daddy to come. I try, as best I can, to explain to her that he isn't coming. She says, I know he is, my daddy will be here soon. She fell asleep on the floor in front of the window. She spent the next week in the same place. She is finally back to her bed. It is a hard thing to deal with, some things you just don't get used to, ever. Now, back to my list. time to mow the lawn! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-114935718064048758?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/114935718064048758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=114935718064048758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114935718064048758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114935718064048758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-114783181188920039</id><published>2006-05-16T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:10:11.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no post</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been awhile. hubby is still home, not much longer though and he will be gone again. have just resigned myself to it, not much else to do. some good news on the home front. oldest daughter made honor roll all year long and my son is being tested for the gifted program. he is 2 1/2 years ahead for his reading level, mashallah. not much else going on around here. hubby did manage to do quite a few things on my honey do list. think someone has a guilty consciense but that works in my favor, so I won't worry about it! will post more later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-114783181188920039?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/114783181188920039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=114783181188920039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114783181188920039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114783181188920039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time, no post'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-114304285895805625</id><published>2006-03-22T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:54:18.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't show my posts, don't know why, hubby is home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-114304285895805625?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/114304285895805625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-114304280819639263</id><published>2006-03-22T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:53:28.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Try this again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-114304280819639263?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/114304280819639263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=114304280819639263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114304280819639263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114304280819639263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/03/try-this-again.html' title='Try this again!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-114160271150875096</id><published>2006-03-05T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:51:51.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swiped this from sister scorpion, thought it was cute</title><content type='html'>50 states meme:bold the states you’ve been to, underline  the states you’ve lived in and italicize the state you’re in now.&lt;br /&gt;…Alabama / Alaska / Arizona / &lt;strong&gt;Arkansas&lt;/strong&gt; / California /Colorado/ Connecticut / Delaware / Florida / &lt;strong&gt;Georgia&lt;/strong&gt;/ Hawaii / Idaho / &lt;strong&gt;Illinois&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;/Indiana /&lt;/em&gt; Iowa / Kansas / &lt;strong&gt;Kentucky&lt;/strong&gt; / Louisiana /&lt;strong&gt;Maine&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Maryland&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Massechusetts&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Michigan&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Minnesota&lt;/strong&gt; / Mississippi / &lt;strong&gt;Missouri&lt;/strong&gt; / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / &lt;strong&gt;New Hampshire &lt;/strong&gt;/ New Jersey / New Mexico / &lt;strong&gt;New York &lt;/strong&gt;/ &lt;strong&gt;North Carolina&lt;/strong&gt; / North Dakota / &lt;strong&gt;Ohio&lt;/strong&gt; / Oklahoma / Oregon / &lt;strong&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/strong&gt; / Rhode Island / South Carolina / &lt;strong&gt;South Dakota&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Tennesee&lt;/strong&gt; / Texas / &lt;strong&gt;Utah&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Vermont&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Virginia&lt;/strong&gt; / Washington / &lt;strong&gt;West Virginia&lt;/strong&gt; / &lt;strong&gt;Wisconsin&lt;/strong&gt; / Wyoming / &lt;strong&gt;Washington D.C&lt;/strong&gt; /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-114160271150875096?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/114160271150875096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=114160271150875096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114160271150875096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/114160271150875096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/03/swiped-this-from-sister-scorpion.html' title='Swiped this from sister scorpion, thought it was cute'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-113997261019184450</id><published>2006-02-14T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:03:30.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again!</title><content type='html'>well, this will be short and to the point. he is signing up yet again, another year. to say I am mad would be the understatement of the century. he thinks it is ok because he gets 2 months off before starting the new year. big deal. whoopee. is that supposed to make me happy? that is going to make up for the last years? he obviously doesn't care what I think or what the kids think or what we want or need. so, screw it. I am done. hope he is happy now. at least one of us can be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-113997261019184450?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/113997261019184450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=113997261019184450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113997261019184450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113997261019184450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-113824428374799270</id><published>2006-01-25T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:58:03.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, I am beyond angry!</title><content type='html'>Warning, this will be rant session. I imagine it won't be pretty! As those of you who read my blog now, about 2 weeks ago, I took my toddler into the ER to have a bead removed from her nose. see my post from January 11. Now, mind you, I was in the hospital for 1 hour, tops! I spent a total of 5 minutes with the doctor from start to finish. I don't mind paying for services, but I got the bill yesterday, for the doctor, nothing else. It was 590 dollars! Just to clarify, five hundrend and ninety dollars! For 5 minutes of his time! Can I just say, something needs to be done about healthcare in america when it costs almost 600 dollars for a doctor to spend 5 minutes with my child. I am scared to see what the ER bill will be like. Heaven forbid you get sick or anything, you certainly can't afford to. Where are our governments priorities? Healthcare, education, etc should be our number 1 priorities. I have no problem paying taxes, when I see something to show for it. But, when we are taxed to death,(sales,income,property,excise,etc) yet have nothing to show for it, that is just plain and simple BS! Here is another crazy one! My 2 oldest children are in elementary school. They go to the same school, obviously. Well, starting next fall, they want to send grades k-2 to one elementary and grades 3-6 to another one. So, I will have 2 children in elementary school going to different schools. The best part, I live close to both schools, therefore no bus service, so I will be making drives to 2 different schools twice a day for kids who should be in the same schools! No, I am not a teacher but this makes no sense to me. I can't see the point in dividing the grades. I can see sending some kids to another school if one is over crowded but I can't see the point in dividing the grades. And, it is only these 2 schools in the city, none of the other schools. Ok, am done for now, might rant more later, who knows? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-113824428374799270?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/113824428374799270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=113824428374799270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113824428374799270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113824428374799270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-i-am-beyond-angry.html' title='Ok, I am beyond angry!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-113742575218915250</id><published>2006-01-16T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T10:35:52.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Day, Same Life</title><content type='html'>Not too much to say today. The kids are off of school for Martin Luther King's birthday. I think that spending the day in school learning about him would be more advantagous, but that is just my humble opinion. I am trying to fight off a cold. The kind that you feel coming on, the bit of a scratchy throat, occasional sneeze, etc. Hoping to fight it off. Had a long talk with hubby yesterday. Once I decide if anything good came of it, I will let you know. It was a weird talk, to say the least, so I am trying to figure it out. lol I am taking the kids roller-skating today with a friend of mine and her kids. It has been years since I roller skated but she says she is going to so I will too. Should be funny, 2 hijabis who haven't skated since, ah, ...... never mind! lol Will let you know what happens later on. Hope everyone has a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-113742575218915250?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/113742575218915250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=113742575218915250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113742575218915250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113742575218915250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/01/different-day-same-life.html' title='Different Day, Same Life'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-113702589693283577</id><published>2006-01-11T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:31:36.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you love toddlers?</title><content type='html'>Well, most people I know spend their friday nights relaxing, watching movies, going shopping. Not me. Why? Because I have a 2 year old. So, I spent last Friday night in the ER. Why? Let me tell you. She decided that it would be fun to shove a bead up her nose. Not just a little bit so that I might be able to get ahold of it, but way up as far as she could so I would have no choice but to take her to the ER. The doctor laughed, reassuring me that this kind of thing happened all of the time. For some reason, while I appreciated the effort, his words didn't make me feel any better. But, she promised him that she wouldn't do this ever again. I hope and pray that it is true. lol You have to laugh when kids are this age, you must, or you will just completely lose your mind. I remember spending 4 hours looking for a set of keys that my oldest had put inside a flower vase when she was about 1 1/2. Thank God for duplicates! I remember my son loved going out to dinner when he was a toddler, he was "in awe" of a restaurant. We went to red lobster once and for the next year, he kept asking to go to the red monster! lol Someone should right a book entitled funny things my child said/did as a toddler. I am sure it would be a best seller. Doing the research alone would be hilarious. Back to other things, hubby is now wanting to stay for awhile longer at his job. To say that we have been arguing about would be the understatement of the year. But, as I have no idea who actually reads my little blog, I will try and watch my language. Will add more to this story at another day. Happy Eid to all my muslim brothers and sisters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-113702589693283577?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/113702589693283577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=113702589693283577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113702589693283577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113702589693283577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-you-love-toddlers.html' title='Don&apos;t you love toddlers?'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-113609477191507945</id><published>2006-01-01T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:52:51.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 has arrived!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to all. Hope this year is better than the previous one. My hope is to see peace and harmony in all the world. May sound like alot to ask at this point, but I am hopeful. Would like to see more patience, more tolerance, more compassion, less violence, less hate, less judgement of others. More kindness. More love. For all. I am not that old but sometimes I feel the world has changed so much in the short time I have been on it. I find myself saying things like, I remember when....people used to hold doors open for anyone, neighbors were friends also, kids were respectful to ALL adults, parents took resposibility for their own kids, people would shovel their neighbors sidewalks just for the sake of doing it, would stop and help someone whose car was stuck in the snow, when people watched their language in public, when kids got into fights, they made up the next day. Seems like a long list but I haven't even scratched the surface. My, how things have changed, but I am still hopeful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-113609477191507945?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/113609477191507945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=113609477191507945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113609477191507945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113609477191507945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-has-arrived.html' title='2006 has arrived!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-113432419418312687</id><published>2005-12-11T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T13:03:14.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, been longer than I thought!</title><content type='html'>I knew it had been awhile since my last post, but august? sheesh, didn't realize it had been that long. I have really been into my own little world lately. not sure why, just one of those things. part of my blogging absence was due to a major computer crash. luckily, it is being fixed and my pictures were saved. May I know use this forum to remind everyone, backup your files, backup your files, as soon as you can, don't wait, don't procrastinate on this! I have missed blogging, but I have really missed reading others blogs. I have some great friends in this forum and I have not kept up with them and I am trying to get caught up. Kids are doing well in school, made the honor roll this last grading period, taking tae kwon do classes, which they love and have been helping me clear snow this weekend. We have gotten over a foot and a half since late Thursday night. I actually broke my shovel, went to throw a load of snow and the shovel blade went with the snow! lol Got to love the weather in the midwest! Kids had their first snow day on Friday, they were so excited. I may be a bit old but does anyone besides me, who grew up in the midwest, remember when we used to have school canceled not because of snow but because it was too cold? I do. I remember wind chills being 30-40 degrees below zero. Maybe it is just me! lol Hubby is due home in about 3 months, give or take. We have been having some problems as of late, another reason I haven't been blogging. Let's just say, if some things don't change, he can stay there till they kick him out! lol To the other bloggers who read this and have family overseas, is this a normal thing to go through when someone has been gone awhile? just wondering. My roommate has moved to her own apartment, man, I miss her something fierce. She had always planned to move before hubby got home, just did it now before the weather became too ugly. She visits me all the time, thank God. but for some reason, she won't let the kids move in with her, not sure why that is! lol I told her, she doesn't have to take all 3, just 2 and she can pick which 2. I think that is very fair. Well, guess that is all for now. Feels good to back into my blog. Hope all my fellow bloggers are doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-113432419418312687?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/113432419418312687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=113432419418312687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113432419418312687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/113432419418312687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow-been-longer-than-i-thought.html' title='Wow, been longer than I thought!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-112373635612567419</id><published>2005-08-10T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:59:16.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another lost tooth</title><content type='html'>Seems to be a pattern emerging with the children. The oldest finally has her teeth back in and now the middle one is short 3 teeth, but, as he likes to tell me, he is happy to lose his teeth as he needs the cash! For what, I have yet to figure out but he is happy to have it. The youngest has added to her vocabulary, which I haven't decided yet whether that is good or bad. Her new favorite saying is "leame me alone"! Oh, boy, terrible 2's have started in full force. Kids start school the 24th, yeah. Luckily, they still like school and are excited, just like me! Guess that is all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-112373635612567419?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/112373635612567419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=112373635612567419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112373635612567419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112373635612567419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-day-another-lost-tooth.html' title='Another day, another lost tooth'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-112287371501783352</id><published>2005-08-01T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T00:21:55.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to say</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't blogged in awhile. I haven't just ignored my own blog, but I haven't really read my friends blogs, either. I have been having some things going on and just haven't spent much time in the blogosphere. I have found that I miss it. Not much else is going on at this point, my youngest just celebrated her 2nd birthday, Mashallah. Time just flies, if you close your eyes too long, you just might miss it. I really miss how my family used to be before dh left. I don't know that we can get back to how it was before he left. It hurts when my youngest sees a strange man in the store and says, "baba, come mere, gimmee hug" because he reminds her of her dad? How do you forget things like that? What do you say to your son when he wishes he was a baby again because that is when baba was here as he links baba leaving to his getting older? How do you move past that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-112287371501783352?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/112287371501783352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=112287371501783352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112287371501783352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112287371501783352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-much-to-say.html' title='Not much to say'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-112084868000018470</id><published>2005-07-08T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:51:20.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>London bombs kill at least 50</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.com"&gt;www.bbc.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-nine people are confirmed dead, but Sir Ian Blair said efforts to recover bodies from the wreckage of the Russell Square Tube train continued.&lt;br /&gt;Relatives and friends of scores more have been searching for loved ones who may have been caught in the attacks.&lt;br /&gt;The Met Commissioner said police had an "implacable resolve" to track down those responsible for the bombings.&lt;br /&gt;He also said that 13 people died in the bus blast in Tavistock Square alone.&lt;br /&gt;There was "absolutely nothing" to suggest that this was the work of a suicide bomber or "to rule it out", said Sir Ian.&lt;br /&gt;They will not make us change our way of life&lt;br /&gt;The Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/4663931.stm#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was "blindingly obvious" that a terrorist cell was operating in Britain, he said, as massive intelligence operation to find the perpetrators moved into gear.&lt;br /&gt;"This was an attack which was entirely arbitrary, random, irrespective of race, of colour of gender and age," he said.&lt;br /&gt;Victims not only came from Britain but from Sierra Leone, Australia, Portugal, Poland and China, he said.&lt;br /&gt;The timing of the attacks meant that one person could not have carried all four attacks out, he added.&lt;br /&gt;Politicians and police have paid tribute to the resilience of Londoners, with transport returning to a near-normal service on the Tube.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking from the G8 summit in Gleneagles the prime minister said the purpose of terrorism was to put anger and hatred in people's hearts.&lt;br /&gt;CCTV trawl&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the Queen sent a message of defiance to those behind the attacks, saying: "They will not change our way of life."&lt;br /&gt;London Mayor Ken Livingstone said he had believed for some time that an attack on the city was inevitable and said the emergency operation had "worked like clockwork" because of the planning involved.&lt;br /&gt;He said a book of condolences would be opened at City Hall on Monday and that a London's bombings relief fund would be set up to assist those that have suffered.&lt;br /&gt;Both Mr Livingstone and Sir Ian urged people to come forward with information that may help track down the bombers. People can call the Anti-Terrorist Hotline on 0800 789 321.&lt;br /&gt;I saw three bodies on the track - I couldn't look, it was so horrific&lt;br /&gt;Scott Wenbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="text"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ports and airports are on a state of high alert and a huge recovery of CCTV material has started in an attempt to identify the bombers.&lt;br /&gt;Anti-terrorist branch head Andy Hayman said devices with less than10 lbs (4.5kg) of high explosive were left on the floor in the Tube trains and may have been left on the seat of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;He added that emergency services were encountering difficulties recovering bodies from the Tube train between King's Cross and Russell Square because the tunnel was unsafe.&lt;br /&gt;'Intelligence failure'&lt;br /&gt;Home Secretary Charles Clarke said looking for potential bombers was like searching for "needles in haystacks".&lt;br /&gt;A claim on the website of a previously unknown group, the Secret Organisation Group of al-Qaeda of Jihad Organisation in Europe, saying it was behind the blast, was now being taken seriously, he said.&lt;br /&gt;The failure to predict Thursday's bombs should not obscure past successes, he said, but admitted: "It certainly was a failure of intelligence in the sense that we didn't know this was coming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open('http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/05/in_pictures_enl_1120742501/html/1.stm', '1120742698', 'toolbar=0,scrollbars=0,location=0,statusbar=0,menubar=0,resizable=1,width=649,height=498,left=312,top=100'); return false;" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/05/in_pictures_enl_1120742501/html/1.stm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers evacuate an underground train at Kings Cross (Photo: Alexander Chadwick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:" toolbar="0,scrollbars=0,location=0,statusbar=0,menubar=0,resizable=1,width=649,height=498,left=312,top=100');&amp;quot;"&gt;Enlarge Image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Charles spent more than an hour, along with the Duchess of Cornwall, visiting casualties and staff at St Mary's Hospital near the Edgware Road tube blast.&lt;br /&gt;Scotland Yard confirmed seven people died in the Liverpool Street explosion, another seven at Edgware Road, a further 13 in the Tavistock Square bus blast and at least 21 at the King's Cross blast. A 49th person died in hospital later.&lt;br /&gt;Some people 700 were hurt, 22 of whom were serious or critical.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone worried about missing relatives or friends can contact a special police hotline on 0870 156 6344.&lt;br /&gt;Transport for London is trying to get services back to normal, but London Underground said the worst hit parts of the network would not be fully restored for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, please pray for all the people of London.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-112084868000018470?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/112084868000018470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=112084868000018470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112084868000018470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112084868000018470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-bombs-kill-at-least-50.html' title='London bombs kill at least 50'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-112067365621121766</id><published>2005-07-06T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T13:14:16.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old same old</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you are in a rut? Seeing the same things, doing the same stuff, day in and day out. I think I am burned out with dh being gone, taking care of children and I sorely need a vacation. A real bona fide get the heck out of dodge vacation. Hell, I take that back, I would settle for a weekend in a local hotel as long as  I had a room with a hot tub in it and was totally alone. Of course, this won't happen till dh gets home.  I get more support from online friends than I do from people who live close by me. It was like as soon as dh left, I was taken off speed dial. And, last night, I got into an argument with dh on the phone, didn't plan to but I just got so darn mad. He keeps asking me about how this person is doing, how is so and so, etc. I finally had it. I just told him, I don't talk to these people, ok? quit asking about them. They never call me, if I call them, they don't return my calls. They haven't come by since your last R&amp;R. You don't have to draw me a picture, you know? So quit asking me about these morons. He was like these are my friends/family, I can't believe they are acting like this. Well, they are so just drop it. I don't what their deal is and at this point, I could care less, ok? Sorry for my rant, I'm not in a very good mood today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-112067365621121766?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/112067365621121766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=112067365621121766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112067365621121766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112067365621121766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/07/same-old-same-old.html' title='Same old same old'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-112014984327393516</id><published>2005-06-30T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:44:03.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July plans</title><content type='html'>Well, it is shaping up to be a busy weekend. Saturday we will spend the day at a friends house who lives on the lake. Fireworks later that night. Kids are very excited. They are really looking forward to it. Sunday, another friends house for a big picnic, volleyball, fireworks, etc. The kids are hoping it won't be too hot that day, as they have ponies that they like to ride. I haven't posted lately, just not much to post. I got to talk to hubby for 47 minutes yesterday, a new record! Yeah. I was excited. He hasn't gotten my other package yet, hopefully in the next few days. Now, I am awaiting one from him. Guess that is all for now. As I don't expect to post anymore till after the holiday, I wish everyone a safe and happy 4th of July, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-112014984327393516?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/112014984327393516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=112014984327393516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112014984327393516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/112014984327393516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/06/4th-of-july-plans.html' title='4th of July plans'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111910837210789562</id><published>2005-06-18T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T10:26:12.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day...</title><content type='html'>Well, the kids are loving tennis. whoda thunk it? They are pretty good at it considering this their first time having a tennis racket in their hand. Been worried about dh this last week. He is "traveling" around and I just want him to get back to his location safely. My BIL got married last week. We were beginning to wonder if he ever would! lol Hope someone warned his wife. Just kidding. Cut the grass yesterday, what fun. At least it was nice outside. But what a pain cutting around a swing set and a trampoline! took longer than I thought it would. going to mom and dad's tomorrow for Father's day. hope dh got his stuff. I mailed a month ago so he would get it in time. I have good luck with mail. he has gotten all of my mail/packages in less than 2 weeks. a couple of times, he got his stuff in 8 days! I was thrilled. Just get lucky sometimes. I love the priority mail flat rate boxes. they are awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111910837210789562?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111910837210789562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111910837210789562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111910837210789562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111910837210789562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-day.html' title='Another day...'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111846017280034575</id><published>2005-06-10T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:22:52.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, summer is here!</title><content type='html'>Well, it is 10 at night, and it is still in the high 80's with tons of humidity. Thank God for AC. God bless that inventor! lol Talked to dh today,  actually had a 30 minute conversation. We usually get cut off after about 12 minutes. That was a nice surprise.  He is hanging in there, still in the 100's over there and the sand storms are horrible. Kids had their first day of no school. My son kept asking me, when are we going to have fun? Do something, etc? I said, being out of school is fun. No, I want to go to the beach, go here, go there. What do I look like, a taxi driver? My gosh, the price of gas is crazy. Up and down, up and down, like watching a yo-yo. Speaking of which, my son really wants a yo-yo, I will have to get him one. Some things never go out of style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111846017280034575?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111846017280034575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111846017280034575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111846017280034575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111846017280034575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok-summer-is-here.html' title='Ok, summer is here!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111812666363218836</id><published>2005-06-07T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T01:44:23.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much going on</title><content type='html'>Kids have 3 days of school left. They will be taking tennis lessons this summer. they picked the activity. kind of surprised me, but if that is what they want, lets go for it. Talked to dh tonight. His cell phone is finally working half way decent so I was able to call him back and the kids and I could talk to him for more than 10 minutes before getting cut off. They were thrilled. We finally hit 90 today. that may sound weird, but last summer, we only hit 90 degrees once during the whole summer. Totally not normal. Please, recycle, walk, whatever you can to help the enviroment. things are a-changing. Believe me. God help the people in Iraq, as it is 120 degrees in some places, even over 100 at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111812666363218836?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111812666363218836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111812666363218836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111812666363218836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111812666363218836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-much-going-on.html' title='Not much going on'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111760130846348131</id><published>2005-05-31T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T23:54:06.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought this was kind of neat.</title><content type='html'>Found something to play with on my blog. This website tells you what the number one song was on the day you were born, for the USA and UK. Kind of neat. I had never heard of my song. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisdayinmusic.com/member/birthdayno1.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.thisdayinmusic.com/member/birthdayno1.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine, never heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;Baby Don’t Get Hooked On Me - Mac Davis&lt;br /&gt;Daughter number 1= The Macarena(poor kid,lol)&lt;br /&gt;Son=Baby One More Time, Brittany Spears&lt;br /&gt;Daughter number 2=Crazy in Love, Beyonce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111760130846348131?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111760130846348131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111760130846348131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111760130846348131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111760130846348131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-thought-this-was-kind-of-neat.html' title='I thought this was kind of neat.'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111713803985055539</id><published>2005-05-26T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T15:07:19.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No cell phones while driving!</title><content type='html'>Well, I know some states that have rules about using cell phones while driving. Some say they are ok as long as you are using a hands free setup. I say they shouldn't be used at all while driving. why? because I almost got broadsided by an idiot who was talking on his cell while using a hands free device. He ran a red light and thankfully, I had room to swerve to avoid a collision. When I say he ran a red light, I don't mean he tried to hurry through a yellow signal as it was turning red, it was red long before that. He didn't look up as I laid on my horn, obviously too involved in conversation to pay attention to the fact that his light was red. So, obviously to me, hands free sets don't solve the problem. ok, down preaching now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111713803985055539?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111713803985055539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111713803985055539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111713803985055539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111713803985055539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-cell-phones-while-driving.html' title='No cell phones while driving!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111703183572916936</id><published>2005-05-25T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:55:57.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commentary from DH</title><content type='html'>Well, I spoke to hubby last night, about all of the things going on in Iraq right now. I asked him how he thought things were going. He feels it will take years to get Iraq on track, and in the process he says that alot more bloodshed will occur, on all sides, Iraqi, American, British, etc. He can't believe how vindictive people are. He has people that come to the base, supposedly with information on terrorists. He listens to all of this information, tells his master sargent who then gets a group together to check things out. he says that 80% of the time, this turns out to be a total waste of time. It is some guy who is pissed off at his neighbor/inlaw/ etc. and just wanted to get them into trouble. why do people do this? are they that revengeful about things? he wishes people would put that much effort into helping the country, things would be so much bettter. After being there for 16 months, he has figured out who these people are. He listens to them, says thanks for the info, and then forgets about it. They come back later, asking why nothing was done, he just tells them that they are now on the do not come to the base list and to leave. Will blog more later on what he said.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, adding to it now. Well, now for the better news. They have rebuilt many of the schools and have brought tons of supplies in through Operation Crayon. They have gotten more electricity going, better water. There are over 600 hundred Iraqis who come to the base everyday for jobs on the base. Nothing is perfect, but dh is still hopeful. The children give him hope, they are so hopeful for the future. They love hanging around the soldiers, almost as if in awe of seeing different looking people. They ask for anything that comes from America, no matter what it is, pens, clothing, anything. Most missions he goes on are to see what different villages are in need of, water, electricity, school supplies, medical supplies, etc. Once the list is made, everything is done to get them what they need. He does believe, though, that it will take at least 5 more years to get Iraq on her feet. Maybe longer. We will just have to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111703183572916936?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111703183572916936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111703183572916936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111703183572916936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111703183572916936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/commentary-from-dh.html' title='Commentary from DH'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111636280238043701</id><published>2005-05-17T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:46:42.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Any answers??</title><content type='html'>Well, I see that another plane has been diverted to Bangor, Maine because of a suspiciously named person aboard the plane. Can someone tell me what the deal is with diverting these planes to Bangor? I have been in this airport and while the city is beautiful, the airport is small to say the least. Is there some secret CIA base there or what? Just wondering. Just seems strange to me. Kids are driving me nuts today. More than usual! lol I just try and count to ten. It doesn't work, but hey, got to give it a shot, right? My roomie is working tons of hours from now through summer. She makes the salads for a big chain of stores in this area, potato, cole slaw, tuna, etc. So, no one sees her in the summer. But, the cool part, we get leftovers! lol I would love to see this job. Imagine, if you will, a 1,700 pound burlap bag of potatoes! 1700! And, during the summer, they will use 30-50 bags per DAY!!! Mashallah. This place is totally automated, there is a machine that peels the potatoes, one the dices, one that cooks, one that cools and then one that mixes the potatoes with the mayo, etc. And this is just the potato salad. I just think it would be cool to see. While I think this is a neat process, I am also saddened by it. With all of this available food, there should not be ONE hungry person anywhere in the world. Call me idealistic, but that is how I feel about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111636280238043701?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111636280238043701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111636280238043701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111636280238043701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111636280238043701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/any-answers.html' title='Any answers??'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111591616299836231</id><published>2005-05-12T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T11:42:43.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last nights talk</title><content type='html'>Well,  talked to dh last night.  he is really tired.  still jet lagged and trying to get back on track with working and the time change.  I didn't tell him about the horrible dream I had. I was thinking not to blog about it but then I read neurotic Iraqi wife's post about her dream, so maybe I will, not sure. Still too freaky for me. dh is really into dream interpretation. Has this list of things that if you dream this, it means this, etc.  he is getting a new group of guys this week. troop rotation. kids are missing him alot this time. think more so than last time because he got to spend more time with them. I just keeping praying he will be fine and this will be the last time I ever have to say goodbye at the airport. I counted and I have been to the airport to pick up/drop off 5 times in the last 14 months. Too many times if you ask me. Tired of that airport, let me tell ya! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111591616299836231?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111591616299836231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111591616299836231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111591616299836231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111591616299836231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-nights-talk.html' title='Last nights talk'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111557242116706588</id><published>2005-05-08T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:13:41.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!</title><content type='html'>I hope all mother's are having a great mother's day. I recieved the following from a friend of mine, I am sure some of you have seen it. But, I thought it was appropriate to put on here for moms to get a laugh at. now, it is titled raising boys, but I have to say, after seeing the things my oldest daughter has done, it covers ALL kids, boys and girls! lol Happy Mothers Day!&lt;br /&gt;a) For those with no children - this is totally hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;b) For those who already have children past this age, this is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;c) For those who have children this age, this is not funny.&lt;br /&gt;d) For those who have children nearing this age, this is a warning.&lt;br /&gt;e) For those who have not yet had children, this is birth control.   &lt;br /&gt;The following came from an anonymous Mother in Austin, Texas...&lt;br /&gt;Things I've learned from my Boys (honest and not kidding):&lt;br /&gt;1). A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep.    &lt;br /&gt;2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.   &lt;br /&gt; 3.) A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.    &lt;br /&gt;4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20 x 20 ft. room.    &lt;br /&gt;5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.   &lt;br /&gt;6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.    &lt;br /&gt;7.) Do Not Touch means TOUCH lightly.    &lt;br /&gt;8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.    &lt;br /&gt;9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.    &lt;br /&gt;10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old Boy.    &lt;br /&gt;11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.   &lt;br /&gt;12.) Super glue is forever.    &lt;br /&gt;13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.    &lt;br /&gt;14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.    &lt;br /&gt;15.) VCR's do not eject "PB &amp; J" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.    &lt;br /&gt;16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.    &lt;br /&gt;17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.    &lt;br /&gt;18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.    &lt;br /&gt;19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.    &lt;br /&gt;20.) The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5-minute response time.     21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.    &lt;br /&gt;22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.    &lt;br /&gt;23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.    &lt;br /&gt;24.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111557242116706588?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111557242116706588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111557242116706588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111557242116706588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111557242116706588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111531217721431179</id><published>2005-05-05T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:56:17.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Again :(</title><content type='html'>Well, long time, no post. Dh left yesterday. He called this morning, he made it safely to Germany, now waiting for transport to Iraq. His visit went well, and Inshallah, this is the last time. Next time he comes home, it will be for good. I will be spending the rest of this week catching up on everyone's blogs. I have missed reading those. guess that is all for now, will post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111531217721431179?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111531217721431179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111531217721431179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111531217721431179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111531217721431179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/05/gone-again.html' title='Gone Again :('/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111357743182384334</id><published>2005-04-15T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:03:51.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything does happen for a reason!!</title><content type='html'>Well, just an interesting tidbit. Dh and I firmly believe that no matter what happens, good or bad, there is a reason for it, even though we may not be happy about it at the time. Case in point, as per my previous posts, dh and I were having a fit because his vacation kept getting delayed for one reason or another. he wanted to be here for the kids spring break so that we could take them to disney world. well, we had been planning to drive there and 3 days ago, the engine in the van blew. we would have been who knows where with 3 kids when this happened if he had gotten here when he was supposed to. so, I take back all of my negativity and thank God that he was late. As it is said, we plan and Allah plans and Allah is the best of planners. Other than that, everything is going great, Alhamdililah. The baby took right to him, which he loved. He was a bit nervous that she wouldn't have much to do with him since she is only 20 months old and may not remember him. Alhamdililah, she is just fine with him. Guess that is all now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111357743182384334?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111357743182384334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111357743182384334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111357743182384334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111357743182384334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/everything-does-happen-for-reason.html' title='Everything does happen for a reason!!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111331169836678555</id><published>2005-04-12T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:14:58.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Dh just took the kids to school, time for a quick note. Everything is going well, Alhamdililah. We are so glad he finally made it home. Kids are loving every minute. Been very busy, obviously. He says Iraq is about 20 percent better than at the beginning of this whole thing. Says the people are getting alot more involved in fixing things, getting rid of terrorists, etc. and that helps alot. Says a ton more has to be done, but at this point, at least people have hope, which is reassuring. Allah Kareem, things will hopefully continue on this path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111331169836678555?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111331169836678555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111331169836678555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111331169836678555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111331169836678555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/update_12.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111297970947030125</id><published>2005-04-08T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T12:01:49.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He made it, Alhamdililah</title><content type='html'>Short post just to say, he is here, Thank God. got in last night. thanks again for all the thoughts and prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111297970947030125?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111297970947030125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111297970947030125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111297970947030125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111297970947030125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-made-it-alhamdililah.html' title='He made it, Alhamdililah'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111283501260009891</id><published>2005-04-06T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T19:50:12.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest update!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I must start by saying how much I appreciate everyone's words of encouragement. It really helps alot. Dh called this afternoon, he made it to Germany, Alhamdililah. So, now, Inshallah, he will be here tomorrow evening. Please continue to keep him in your thoughts and prayers. Will post again once he gets here, Inshallah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111283501260009891?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111283501260009891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111283501260009891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111283501260009891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111283501260009891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/latest-update.html' title='Latest update!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111270720796210219</id><published>2005-04-05T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T08:20:07.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoia begins to creep in...</title><content type='html'>Ok, first off, I must say, this is not a joke. I am not creative enough to make up this junk. Dh just called an hour ago, they changed the time his flight is leaving Iraq. now, he will not get to Germany in time to leave for the US on the same day, he will have to spend the night and leave Thursday morning. I just changed yet another reservation. I am getting to the point where I think that he is not supposed to come home, for whatever reason. What is that saying, I plan, Allah, swt, plans and Allah, swt, is the best of planners. Who knows? I just don't understand why this is becoming such a mess. I almost don't want to answer the phone anymore. Every time I do, it is just something else not working out. Please keep him in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111270720796210219?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111270720796210219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111270720796210219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111270720796210219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111270720796210219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/paranoia-begins-to-creep-in.html' title='Paranoia begins to creep in...'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111267390245209064</id><published>2005-04-04T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:05:02.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try this again!</title><content type='html'>So, talked to dh today. Inshallah, he will be here on Wednesday evening. We are just praying nothing goes wrong again. His boss sent him an email yesterday, saying that dh misunderstood his email and that there was never anything wrong with his vacation, that he could go ahead and leave. Day late and a dollar short. Besides, dh forwarded me the email, he did not misunderstand anything. Just trying to cover his butt after dh's nasty email that he got. But, anyway, Inshallah, he will be here day after tomorrow. And, to certain readers, this is NOT a drawn out April fools joke! :) I am not this mean, well, maybe sometimes, but not this time!! lol Will update if anything changes or to let you know he made it home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111267390245209064?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111267390245209064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111267390245209064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111267390245209064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111267390245209064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/lets-try-this-again.html' title='Let&apos;s try this again!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111257279827131135</id><published>2005-04-03T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T18:59:58.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget previous post</title><content type='html'>Well, dh didn't come home yet. Now, we are just playing the waiting game. According to dh, his boss in Iraq says his boss in the US has a problem with his contract so his vacation is not approved. now, this has been planned for over 2 weeks, so to me, this is a just a bunch of crap that he is informed of this the day he is supposed to leave. like they didn't know this earlier. and no reason was given, none at all. we sent emails, tried to call, etc.  no luck. now, we just have to wait and see.  just ridiculous how they treat people. just makes me furious.  he was supposed to be on vacation a month ago, now we are waiting again. so, guess that is all there is to say. will update when something changes. I just try and remember what dh says, everything happens for a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111257279827131135?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111257279827131135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111257279827131135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111257279827131135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111257279827131135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/forget-previous-post.html' title='Forget previous post'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111238040369602203</id><published>2005-04-01T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T13:51:20.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I made the reservations last night. Inshallah, dh will be home Sunday night at 5:29 pm!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry, we are just a wee bit excited. We haven't seen him in person since September 26th. So, please keep him in your prayers for a safe and uneventful trip home. I appreciate all the support from bloggerland! And, anyone who has been reading my blog for a bit, you will probably only see 2 posts for the next month. sorry! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111238040369602203?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111238040369602203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111238040369602203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111238040369602203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111238040369602203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/04/update.html' title='Update!!!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111206258547138114</id><published>2005-03-28T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:16:25.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A post... WOW!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have a post. nothing much new, just an update. dh should be home anytime this week, Inshallah. Just waiting on a plane out of Iraq. I hope and pray he gets to Germany, plane ticket prices are crazy for any place else. doesn't help that we don't have any notice. That is ok, as long as he gets home, Inshallah. Kids are on spring break next week, perfect timing. My daffodils have poked through, hope the weather stays nice. I need spring, really I do! lol get out in the garden, clean up the yard, etc. My oldest daughter has been on a 'why do we do that' kick. why can't muslim women wear short sleeves, what is the big deal about arms? this is just one of what seems like a zillion questions. Thankfully, I have been able to answer her so far. Ah, children. My son is on the everything is haram kick. example... is it haram to wear shoes without socks? lol they are funny, if nothing else. anyone else get these kind of question, or is it just me? well, that is my update. hope all bloggers are doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111206258547138114?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111206258547138114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111206258547138114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111206258547138114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111206258547138114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/03/post-wow.html' title='A post... WOW!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111111009329220071</id><published>2005-03-17T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T20:41:33.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been so long since I posted. been sick, and I mean laying around, not doing anything!! high fever, walking pneumonia, uti, and septic, being I let it go too long and it is in my entire body!! lol I swear, my bones hurt. But, Inshallah. it will soon be over. anyway, dh called today, INSHALLAH, he will be on/around april 1st, pending approval by big sarg. so, pray for us. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111111009329220071?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111111009329220071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111111009329220071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111111009329220071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111111009329220071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-111028800315163648</id><published>2005-03-08T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T08:20:03.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's coming, but not staying.</title><content type='html'>Well, it looks like dh will be home sometime after the 14th or 15th of this month. waiting on someone to come back from leave so they aren't shorthanded. However, this is only a vacation. He will be returning to Iraq for another year. He had been thinking about staying here for about 6-8 months, then returning to Iraq. I said, if you are bound and determined to return, do it now. We are used to you being gone and if you do that, it will just make it that much harder on the kids and I. So, that is latest. He loves the job, he loves the people he is with, American and Iraqi and he just feels that he is needed there right now. So, we will see what happens. Allah Kareem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-111028800315163648?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/111028800315163648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=111028800315163648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111028800315163648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/111028800315163648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/03/hes-coming-but-not-staying.html' title='He&apos;s coming, but not staying.'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110997726008429946</id><published>2005-03-04T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T19:58:45.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview questions from Ethnically Incorrect</title><content type='html'>For Um Hakima, our &lt;a href="http://www.umhakima.blogspot.com/"&gt;American Muslim SAHM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is a movie or book that you could watch or read over and over again and still not get tired of it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, how bout a movie and a book? lol I am a Patrick Swayze fan so I have seen Dirty Dancing and Roadhouse more times than I can count! Just can't help it, sorry. As for books, I absolutely love Stephen King. Any book I could/have read more than once. Many think he is off, and I think so too, but I love his books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What has given you strength while dh has been away?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say my faith, which of course, always helps, but I haven't felt really steadfast since dh has been gone, no particular reason why. I would have to say my best friend here, Miss B. She is just awesome. She loves my kids like her own, she knows how to handle my "moodiness" with a smile, etc. If she wasn't here, I would have probably had to move so I could live with Sister Scorpion! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think the elections will make a difference in how fast the situation in Iraq will improve?&lt;br /&gt;I am not really sure, so I will give hubby's humble opinion since he is there right now. He says that elections have helped the Iraqi morale somewhat. He feels the 2 biggest problems are the porous borders and the lack of Iraqis having pride in themselves. He says that most of the terrorist problems are caused by foreigners, not Iraqis. He also says that the Iraqi people have been so beaten down over the years by saddam, sanctions, etc. that they can't really worry about anything other than shelter and food. He said the only way to fix anything is to close off the borders so that terrorists cannot get in and then to rebuild ASAP so that the Iraqi people can begin to have pride in their country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the most outrageous stunt you pulled as a child? Oh, well. to be brutally honest or not to be brutally honest. what the heck. When I was 12 years old, I got into a huge fight with my dad. After my parents went to bed, I snuck out of the house and took their Plymouth Horizon. I drove to my pastor's house because I wanted to talk to him about dad. Well, the problem was, it was after midnight and I wasn't sure where he lived. I gave up looking around 2 am and drove back home. My parents were still sleeping when I got back and to this day, they have no idea what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you feel about plaid? lol&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it, in any way, shape or form! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, anyone who wants to be interviewed, please comment. the following are the interview rules.&lt;br /&gt;THE INTERVIEW GAME RULES:Here's how you can play the interview game:&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying "interview me." The first five commenters will be the participants.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will respond by asking you five questions.&lt;br /&gt;3. You will update your blog/site with the answers to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.&lt;br /&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. (Write your own questions or borrow some.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110997726008429946?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110997726008429946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110997726008429946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110997726008429946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110997726008429946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/03/interview-questions-from-ethnically.html' title='Interview questions from Ethnically Incorrect'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110991121120828188</id><published>2005-03-03T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:40:11.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganging up on T3</title><content type='html'>Alright, she has been lurking in the shadows, leaving comments here and there. now, the time has come. Take3, you need to start a blog, I am begging! lol Any and all fellow bloggers, please leave your requests for her on the comments section. So, now, I have officially started the begging and pleading, who will join me on this quest? I have a feeling I need all the help that I can get. Side note, I am not sure when dh is coming home, they are short translators right now as 1 got fired and another is on vacation. Will post as soon as I know anything, of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110991121120828188?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110991121120828188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110991121120828188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110991121120828188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110991121120828188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/03/ganging-up-on-t3.html' title='Ganging up on T3'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110939307464437190</id><published>2005-02-25T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:44:34.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>Well, haven't posted for awhile. Been sick, had some dental work done, etc. Just haven't been in the mood to do much of anything. talked to dh today, just waiting to see if/when he is coming home. Soon, Inshallah. It snowed and rained today, sometimes at different times, sometimes at the same time! lol weather has been nuts this year, really. my youngest has started this bad habit of chewing the drywall off of the windowsills. not good, trying to get her to stop but she doesn't see the problem with it, go figure!  I hope all my fellow bloggers are well, haven't really been reading anyones for awhile. sorry, I will get caught up soon. guess that is about all, not really much to blog about right now. pain meds are kicking in so I am going to go to sleep. good night! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110939307464437190?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110939307464437190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110939307464437190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110939307464437190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110939307464437190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110803933048079075</id><published>2005-02-10T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T07:42:10.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids science fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;My children participated in their first science fair this year, and Mashallah, they both got 2nd place ribbons for their respective age groups. They were so happy. Inshallah, next year, we will all plan better so as not to run around like crazy the night before trying to finish them up! lol Talked to dh last night, he is doing well, Alhamdililah. I actually got to talk to him more than 15 mintutes, Mashallah. that never happens, we always get cut off around 10 minutes. So, that was a nice change. Have a couple of inches of snow yesterday and today. Which, is funny, as as the foot that we had on the ground melted over the weekend! What weather! Anyone see the movie the day after tomorrow? Makes me think that it may not be just a movie! lol We have had lots of flooding from the rivers around here, and that never happens. Had a water main bust yesterday so are water was rusty colored all day, yet safe to drink according to the water company. Sure, whatever. bottled for me, thanks. anyway, not much else to say/blog about. 1st of Muharram starts today, Inshallah. Since we don't have a mosque close by, we will listen to Majalis's online, like we normally do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110803933048079075?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110803933048079075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110803933048079075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110803933048079075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110803933048079075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/02/kids-science-fair.html' title='The kids science fair'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110773964081464072</id><published>2005-02-06T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T20:27:20.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a life already!</title><content type='html'>Well, gossip certainly knows no bounds. I thought I had heard it all but I am again taken by surprise. One of dh's best friends called tonight, very upset. He had been told that dh has been home from Iraq for a week and he was hurt that dh hadn't let him know. Ah, excuse me? No, dh is not home, thank you very much. What moron told you that? Another guy, who hasn't spoken to dh since last summer. People crack me up, they really do. Do they have that little to do, just run their mouths about things they know absolutely nothing about? None of dh's so-called friends have asked about him in almost 6 months, yet they seem to know everything. Hell, I am his wife yet I don't even know when he will be home, go figure. I am not really mad, I am just so sick of the gossip that goes around the Iraqi community. I mean, go say some extra prayers, make some duas, read the Quran, my gosh, there are so many other things to do besides talking about things you know nothing about. And, just in case you don't know, gossip is a sin, haram, not allowed, especially when you are trying to upset other people. Enough said. Sorry for the rant. I hope I don't get anymore phone calls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110773964081464072?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110773964081464072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110773964081464072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110773964081464072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110773964081464072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/02/get-life-already.html' title='Get a life already!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110683615604348385</id><published>2005-01-27T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:29:16.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, I would have posted long ago, but the blog wouldn't let me, I couldn't read comments on other blogs, etc. Anyone else been having this problem? Anyway, please visit sister-scorpion's blog and check out Azizah magazine men doing housework survey. They really need to include involvement with children on there. Why? Well, to look at it, my dh did horrible but he is an extremely hands on father and that is what works for us. I do most of the cooking, cleaning, etc. But, when he is home, he is with the kids. To me, I love this set up. I don't care at all about cooking, cleaning, etc. if he is helping with the kids. That is the big thing for me. I will take a hands on father over a man who vacuums anyday. That is much more important to me when it comes to picking my battles. Of course, if I had a job outside the home, which I don't at this point, then we would have to discuss a few things! lol But, they really need to include kids in their survey. Iraqi elections are a few days away, dh is trying to be hopeful but can't really hide the fact that he is not. He is afraid that people won't believe the results, no matter how they turn out. That people will be afraid to come out and vote, which is a very realistic fear. All I can say is people plan, and Allah plans, and Allah is the best of planners. We will just have to wait and see. I was watching c-span this morning, they were asking Iraqi-Americans to call in. I was disappointed because it seemed the only ones calling in were Iraqis who had come here on student visas then stayed. The majority who are here are ones that fled Iraq after the uprising against saddam. I am trying to talk dh into letting me post his story on here, I think if people knew what some of these men went through, they would be shocked. Inshallah, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110683615604348385?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110683615604348385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110683615604348385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110683615604348385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110683615604348385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/01/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110628183306144690</id><published>2005-01-20T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T23:30:33.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid, snow, Iraq elections</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Eid Mubarek to all. I hope everyone has a happy holiday. We won't be doing much, kids and I are sick, weather is nasty. Been snowing for about 3 days straight, supposed to keep snowing for the next week. What fun! Anyway, my main reason for blogging today, the Iraq elections. I just want everyone to know that this is my opinion, how I feel about things. Seems a group for the area I live in are going to register to vote this weekend so that they can vote next weekend. Sorry, but I have a huge problem with this. First off, the people living in Iraq are the one's suffering daily with bombs, assassinations, kidnappings, etc. They should be the only ones voting, afterall, they live there. The people living in the US, IMHO, should not be allowed to vote in the Iraqi elections. No matter what relatives and friends they talk to, they don't know what is going on over there. How can you justify voting in an election for a country you haven't lived in 10 plus years? Also, I see this voting as bush's way of getting support for his war. Like, see how nice I am, you don't even have to live in Iraq in order to vote. Under their rules, my children, if old enough, could vote in the Iraq election because their dad happened to be born there. That is crazy to me. What could my children possibly know about daily life in Iraq, about the 100 plus parties running for office, etc? What they hear on the news? How much of that is actually true? Who knows? Just feeling the need to vent about this. If you don't agree, fine. No problem. Just felt the need to blog about it. Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110628183306144690?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110628183306144690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110628183306144690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110628183306144690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110628183306144690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/01/eid-snow-iraq-elections.html' title='Eid, snow, Iraq elections'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110546581034307724</id><published>2005-01-11T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T12:50:10.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, I am posting, because a fellow blogger whose name I will not mention was upset for my lack of posts! LOL Ah, you know who you are! :) Nothing much new, dh says he is 50/50 on whether to stay longer in Iraq or not. I guess I will just wait and see what happens. Why haven't I blogged? Just not much going on, same old same old. Had a lot of things breaking around the house lately. Kitchen sink was leaking, toilet is leaking, truck won't start, I think I have a bird or something in the attic, etc! lol When it rains it pours. Weather sucks. I don't mind cold and snow, I am used to it. But, it is going back and forth, 6 inches of snow, then temps in the 50's then back down to 10 degrees!! Make up my mind already! lol Anyway, this is my post, boring and predictable. Hope all my fellow bloggers are well. Keep praying for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110546581034307724?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110546581034307724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110546581034307724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110546581034307724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110546581034307724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-day.html' title='Another day...'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110475080329107581</id><published>2005-01-03T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T06:13:23.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, a new year has begun. I hope and pray that it will be better than the last. Better for the tsunami victims, better for all countries currently at war, etc. All of the devastation that has happened in the last year, it really has been a hard one. War, floods, tsunamis, earthquakes, hurricanes. Around the area I live in, local businesses have begun changing their signs from saying God bless America to America bless God. I think that is very interesting. People have definitely forgotten their faith, I am the first to be guilty of it. You get caught up in the hectic pace of this life, however short it may be. You don't have time to pray, to be compassionate, to remember God in all that you do. Great excuse, I am too busy, I am too tired. Look around, see what is going on right now. Natural disasters are up, crime and poverty are rising, people are becoming more and more selfish. Do we really have to wonder why that is? The answer is obvious to anyone who just wants to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110475080329107581?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110475080329107581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110475080329107581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110475080329107581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110475080329107581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110403747936292187</id><published>2004-12-25T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T00:04:39.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>No, I don't celebrate Christmas in the santa claus, trimming a tree, etc kind of sense. I explain the importance of Jesus, a.s., to my children, what he did, said, etc. But, I wish the very best to all of those who do celebrate. However, and this may make some people mad, but I feel that I must say it. Where are people's priorities? Certainly not around here. We are at war in 2 countries, will probably be more by the time bush is out of office, people are dying, soldiers haven't seen their families in months or even years in some cases, our economy is the worst it has been in years, need I go on? And what do I see on the news night before last? People complaining that sony didn't produce enough playstations to go around, so people can't get them for Christmas gifts! What in the hell is wrong with these people? You should be thanking God that you can afford a playstation, some people can't afford food to eat. You should be thankful that you have a healthy child to give it to, some people are mourning the loss of a child from a bomb, disease, etc. You should be thankful you have a home to live in where someone can open that gift, many around the world are living in refugee camps right now without heat, electricity, running water. How dare people complain about not being able to buy an unnecessary 200 dollar gaming console. Shame, shame, shame. Where are people's heart? Are people that selfish, that unaware of what is going on outside their front door? Yes, have a Merry Christmas, but for God's sake, look around, open your eyes, have some empathy in this coming new year. Let's make it better than this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110403747936292187?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110403747936292187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110403747936292187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110403747936292187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110403747936292187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110359635708252532</id><published>2004-12-20T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:32:37.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuation of previous post</title><content type='html'>I started to write a comment about my previous post, decided it may become too long winded, so I am writing a new post. I was watching bush today, and now that he is a lame duck, the truth comes out! Like we didn't see it coming. Now that he has been reelected to his last term,(thank God for term limits), he is finally showing his true colors. I was watching parts of his news conference today, and I was literally swearing at the tv! He has the nerve to say, yeah, the Iraqi national guard is not prepared to handle security. Well, no shit, sherlock. What was your first clue, the daily suicide bombings or the snipers? Then he starts his lies, that recruitment is going well for the armed services. Ah, excuse me, I do believe I just heard yesterday that recruitment was down 30% for the national guard and they want to increase recruiters by over 50%. Gee, you think the president himself would be privy to this information, don't you think? Then, it comes out that he ok'd the use of sleep deprivation and dogs on Iraqi prisoners! Another shocker, not dubya! Tell me it ain't so. Sorry if the screen is dripping sarcasm, I just can't help myself. I guess now that since it is too late to do anything about him and he can't be reelected, the gloves are off. And, all this from the Times man of the year???? What a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110359635708252532?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110359635708252532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110359635708252532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110359635708252532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110359635708252532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/12/continuation-of-previous-post.html' title='Continuation of previous post'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110351044499549240</id><published>2004-12-19T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T21:40:44.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turns out you don't have to be smart to be honored.</title><content type='html'>Well, this proves that anyone can be honored, even twice by the same people.&lt;br /&gt;'Time' names Bush Person of 2004&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK (AP) — After winning re-election and "reshaping the rules of politics to fit his 10-gallon-hat leadership style," President George Bush for the second time was chosen as Time magazine's Person of the Year.&lt;br /&gt;This Time magazine issue will be on newsstands for two weeks beginning December 20.&lt;br /&gt;AP&lt;br /&gt;The magazine's editors tapped Bush "for sharpening the debate until the choices bled, for reframing reality to match his design, for gambling his fortunes — and ours — on his faith in the power of leadership."&lt;br /&gt;Time's 2004 Person of the Year package, on newsstands Monday, includes an Oval Office interview with Bush, an interview with his father, former President George H. W. Bush, and a profile of Bush's chief political adviser, Karl Rove.&lt;br /&gt;In an interview with the magazine, Bush attributed his victory over Democratic candidate John Kerry to his foreign policy and the wars he began in Afghanistan and Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;"The election was about the use of American influence," Bush said.&lt;br /&gt;After a grueling campaign, Bush remains a polarizing figure in America and around the world, and that's part of the reason he earned the magazine's honor, said Managing Editor Jim Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;"Many, many Americans deeply wish he had not won," Kelly said in a telephone interview. "And yet he did."&lt;br /&gt;In the Time article, Bush said he relishes that some people dislike him.&lt;br /&gt;"I think the natural instinct for most people in the political world is that they want people to like them," Bush said. "On the other hand, I think sometimes I take kind of a delight in who the critics are."&lt;br /&gt;Bush joins six other presidents who have twice won the magazine's top honor: Harry Truman, Dwight Eisenhower (first as a general), Lyndon Johnson, Richard Nixon, Ronald Reagan and Bill Clinton. Franklin Roosevelt holds the record with three nods from the editors.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly said Bush has changed dramatically since he was named Person of the Year in 2000 after the Supreme Court awarded him the presidency.&lt;br /&gt;"He is not the same man," Kelly said. "He's a much more resolute man. He is personally as charming as ever but I think the kind of face he's shown to the American public is one of much, much greater determination."&lt;br /&gt;The magazine gives the honor to the person who had the greatest impact, good or bad, over the year.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly said other candidates included Michael Moore and Mel Gibson, "because in different ways their movies tapped in to deep cultural streams," and political strategist Rove, who is widely credited with engineering Bush's win. Kelly said choosing Rove alone would have taken away from the credit he said Bush deserves.&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time an individual has won the award since 2001, when then-New York City Mayor Rudy Giuliani was celebrated for his response to the Sept. 11, 2001 attacks.&lt;br /&gt;The American soldier earned the honor last year; in 2002, the magazine tapped Coleen Rowley, the FBI agent who wrote a critical memo on FBI intelligence failures, and Cynthia Cooper and Sherron Watkins, who blew the whistle on scandals at Enron and Worldcom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110351044499549240?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110351044499549240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110351044499549240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110351044499549240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110351044499549240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/12/turns-out-you-dont-have-to-be-smart-to.html' title='Turns out you don&apos;t have to be smart to be honored.'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110320601977206393</id><published>2004-12-16T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T09:06:59.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Iraq</title><content type='html'>Well, elections are coming, so far, anyway. Yet, what kind of election is it going to be? Sunni's are threatening to boycott elections, security is a joke, and people are being threatened with be killed, having their homes destroyed, etc. if they participate in the election. A democracy is supposed to be for the people, by the people. Now, if anyone boycotts an election, to me that is the same as people here not voting. You can't really say alot if you don't participate in the process. But, what of those people who really want to vote and are afraid? That is not fair to anyone. Innocent Iraqis are being kidnapped, killed, etc. They have every right to fear repercussions for voting. I just don't see how this election is going to represent the people of Iraq when so many are afraid to vote. Just read some of the Iraqi blogs and you will see. I absolutely feel the Iraqi's need to elect their own government, I just hope that everyone who wants to vote is able to without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;Change of subject, I spoke to dh last night, I will know Monday, with about 95% certainty if dh is staying for another year or not. They are having a big meeting, changing some things around, etc. It really depends on what happens in that meeting if he stays or not. We'll just have to wait and see. Allah Kareem. Oh, even greater news, my 16 month old now knows the correct usage of the word NO!! lol Isn't that wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110320601977206393?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110320601977206393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110320601977206393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110320601977206393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110320601977206393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/12/thoughts-on-iraq.html' title='Thoughts on Iraq'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110269820749959908</id><published>2004-12-10T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T12:03:27.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Week</title><content type='html'>Well, not much new going on this week. Thanks to sis scorpion for fixing my blog! Thank God for friends who are professional bloggers! lol My baby is cutting a molar and is being a total pain in the butt! Think I would be used to now, afterall, she is my 3rd kid! Who knows? Things are going great with my roomie. She is awesome to have around. I forgot what is was like to have an adult to talk with on a daily basis. The weather here is rotten, it has been raining on and off for 2 weeks. I never thought I would say this, but I would rather have snow. I know, I know, it sounds crazy but I can't help it! Just depressing with all that rain, that is all. Big congrats out to Sister Soljah on her marriage. May she and hubby have many happy years and be blessed with as many healthy and happy children as she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110269820749959908?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110269820749959908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110269820749959908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110269820749959908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110269820749959908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/12/typical-week.html' title='Typical Week'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110213011626861237</id><published>2004-12-03T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T22:15:16.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I have been priviledged enough to ask to be a contributing writer on another blog, &lt;a href="http://www.hu-islam.blogspot.com"&gt;www.hu-islam.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I am very happy to be a part of this blog, I am friends with most of the writers and they are all wonderfully talented. I hope every one who visits here takes time to check it out. It is a blog by all women who are exploring Islam and the feminine side of things. On another note, I got to talk to dh today for 23 minutes! That is huge considering I usually get cut off after less than 15 minutes. He sent the most beautiful prayer rug for my oldest daughter, she loved it. I also got to talk to him last night, so I have had a good week, Alhamdililah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110213011626861237?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110213011626861237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110213011626861237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110213011626861237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110213011626861237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-new-blog.html' title='My new blog'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110162162570918839</id><published>2004-11-28T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T01:00:25.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, my friend moved in with me today. The kids and I are so excited. We have been best buds for over 8 years now. She is single and was wanting to get out of her apartment complex. Tired of living on the 3rd floor. So, she is going to stay with me until dh gets home. I can't believe I have an adult to talk to now! You never realize how much you miss adult conversation until you have spent a lot of time alone with 3 kids 8 years old and younger! lol My oldest daughter is sooo excited, as she just loves this woman. Even dh is happy. We always joke that if he ever wants a 2nd wife, he can have her but no one else! Been a busy day, moving her stuff in, etc. Now, I am wound up, it is almost 1 am and I can't sleep. Dh called about 11pm so that was cool since I missed his call yesterday.  He seemed to be doing well. I got a call from another company who wants dh to work for them when he is done with this contract! I might just have to "misplace" that message!! lol Yeah, like I am going to pass that on to him! When he comes home, he ain't going nowhere, Inshallah. Even if I have to hog tie him! lol We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110162162570918839?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110162162570918839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110162162570918839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110162162570918839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110162162570918839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110150635637416386</id><published>2004-11-26T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T16:59:16.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed phone call!</title><content type='html'>Well, dh called at 7:30 am and I was sleeping and didn't get to talk to him. Normally, I am up earlier but my baby took a late nap yesterday so she was up until almost 2!! LOL Don't you love children? He said he would try and call back but he must not have been able to. I spoke to a friend of his today, he was asking if dh planned to go for another year once this contract is up. I hope not. I really, really hope not. He says, you are so supportive of him. Am I? I don't think so, since I didn't want him to go in the first place. I think it was more of a selfish reason that I supported his decision. I was afraid of hearing the "what ifs" for the rest of my life, you know? I don't think I have it in me to support another year. Like his friend said, we will have to get to know each other all over again. Yeah, dating, what fun! The 2 weeks he was home on leave, I noticed alot of changes in him already. He quit drinking tea and coffee, totally. Can you imagine, an arab who doesn't drink either one? Who would have thought? His tastes in foods have changed, what used to be absolute favorites are now the ones he can take or leave. Just little things, I know. But, after 10 years of marriage, you have a routine, an understanding of how things are done, etc. It takes a bit to change things around. Well, 8 months down, 4 months to go. Sometimes, when I am whining, which I feel like I am doing right now, I think of all of the soldiers families, some who haven't seen their loved ones in over a year and half or even longer. Then, I feel selfish. God help me for that. I don't personally know anyone who is enlisted, but I hope with all of my heart that the families receive all of the help and support that they need and deserve from our government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110150635637416386?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110150635637416386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110150635637416386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110150635637416386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110150635637416386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/missed-phone-call.html' title='Missed phone call!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110113089216640870</id><published>2004-11-22T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T08:41:32.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just more ranting</title><content type='html'>Well, sorry it has been awhile since my last post. Darn blogging thing wouldn't let me post! I must have pissed it off, who knows? Anyway, I am becoming more worried about dh. I think he has been over there a little too long. It is funny, I had read on a soldiers site that he feels a break is needed around the 8th month or things start to deteriorate. Dh is right at that point and I have to agree with that soldier. He seems more short tempered, not his normal self. I mean, I know, he is in Iraq, not on vacation, but up until recently, he seemed to be handling things just fine. Now, I mention something I saw on the news, a bomber, shooting, etc. His response, that is everyday, the news does't report a 1/4 of what actually happens in Iraq. We get bombed almost everyday, shot at, etc. He says he is used to it, no big deal, don't worry, they have bad aim. That is the part that worries me. When things like that become "no big deal" anymore,  I see that as a sign of burnout. It makes me worry, more than I already do. I got to talk to my MIL Saturday night, thankfully, they are all doing well. Took me a week of calling before we could get through. At least I can pass some good news on to dh when he calls. Had some friends of mine over for a hair removal party! lol To all non-arabs, this is where the women get together to do each others eyebrows, etc. Chance to sit, talk, have a girl bonding thing going! One of my friends, an american lady whose dh just got back from visiting Iraq is having trouble. Turns out some of her dh's friends have been talking to him, saying she was messing around on him while he was gone. Totally not true. Poor woman has a full time job and 3 kids. She doesn't have time to take a shower, let alone anything else. She is so pissed and I don't blame her. Not to generalize, as the only Iraqi community I know is the one I live in, but what is up with all the gossip? I mean, doesn't anyone have anything better to do than sit around and talk behind people's back and try to cause trouble? Are people that bored? If you have so little to do, get a job, a 2nd job, a hobby, whatever, but shut the hell up about other people. This kind of stuff just pisses me off to no end. Gossiping is a huge sin in Islam as well as accusing a chaste woman of infidelity. This is the reason dh and I keep to ourselves. If you don't, you are asking for trouble. In our community, everyone is so worried about what everyone else is doing, it is  ridiculous. Anyway, I guess I am done ranting. Please pray for all the people in Iraq and for those left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110113089216640870?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110113089216640870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110113089216640870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110113089216640870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110113089216640870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/just-more-ranting.html' title='Just more ranting'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110044809978876432</id><published>2004-11-14T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T11:01:39.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak!!</title><content type='html'>Eid Mubarak to all of my muslim readers. I hope you all are having a blessed and happy Eid. As I write this, I am thinking of the people of Iraq. This is the biggest holiday of the Islamic calendar. People dress up, exchange gifts, visit family and friends, but how can this be done during the current situation in Iraq? I don't see how it can be. I hope everyone used the month of Ramadan to pray for the people of Iraq. God knows, they need everyone's prayers. I hope and pray that peace will soon come to Iraq so the people can live how they want, in a country they love and with a government they have chosen. Allah Kareem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110044809978876432?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110044809978876432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110044809978876432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110044809978876432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110044809978876432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak!!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110028894136273164</id><published>2004-11-12T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T14:53:26.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your questions, answered</title><content type='html'>1)Is your dh in the army or did he just join to be a translator?&lt;br /&gt;No, he is not enlisted with any armed services, he is a private contractor who is with the armed services in every sense, except being enlisted. Has the uniform, lives on the base, etc. He wanted to do this because he said, without translators, people from both sides could get hurt/killed due to the language barrier.&lt;br /&gt;2)How often do we talk and how?&lt;br /&gt;We talk 3x a week or more. If he uses the base phone and a calling card from here, they only charge 3 cents a minute, or whatever the card charges for calls inside the US. Of course, all calls are a 15 minute limit. sometimes, it cuts you off even sooner than that. We also email back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;3)What is the sweetest thing dh has ever said to me?&lt;br /&gt;4)What is the most amazing thing he did that surprised me?&lt;br /&gt;I put these together as it happened at the same time, just recently when we were home on leave. Dh had asked me what I wanted him to bring me back from Iraq. I said, nothing, just come home in one piece! :) So, we come home after picking him up from the airport and are sorting through his suitcases. He opens his carry on bag and hands me a small red box. I open it and got the shock/surprise of my life. Inside the box, is a very, very nice set of Iraqi gold jewelry, Mashallah. I have never been so surprised in my life! Now, this is the sweetest thing he ever said part. His cousin, along with his wife, came to visit. After seeing the jewelry, she says, Mashallah, that is so nice of you. Dh goes, well, when we got married, she asked me for nothing, we had nothing. Our bed was 2 single mattresses laying side by side on the floor. He says, she told me, she didn't care, that she loved me and we would work together to make our life and we did. So, she has put up with me for almost 10 years and I think this is the least I could do for her considering what she has done for me, Mashallah. She and I were both teary-eyed. I guess distance does really make the heart grow fonder, Mashallah.&lt;br /&gt;5)What does dh see as the solution to the Iraq situation?&lt;br /&gt;Well, truthfully, he says he has no idea. The Kurds want their own country, the Shias finally want to be able to do something with their majority, and the Sunnis don't want the Shias to have control over them. He says it is just a big mess and really doesn't know how it will ever work out. He is hoping that the elections will help people relax as they will have a real say in their own government. He is just taking a wait and see what happens after the elections approach.&lt;br /&gt;6)What does dh think about my blog?&lt;br /&gt;He has no idea that I am doing this blog. He hasn't seen it and I haven't told him about it. No reason, just keeping it to myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110028894136273164?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110028894136273164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110028894136273164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110028894136273164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110028894136273164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/your-questions-answered.html' title='Your questions, answered'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110010959152169409</id><published>2004-11-10T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T12:59:51.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Copying a cool idea</title><content type='html'>Well, I hope just an army wife doesn't mind, but I really like her 20 questions idea. So, I am using it, too. Thanks sis. Please post any and all questions in the comments section and I will answer them. Please note, for safety concerns, I will not post dh's exact location, stuff like that. I am sure you all understand. Thanks for reading and I hope this will be fun and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110010959152169409?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110010959152169409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110010959152169409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110010959152169409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110010959152169409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/copying-cool-idea.html' title='Copying a cool idea'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-110001392696292378</id><published>2004-11-09T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:25:26.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, a different story</title><content type='html'>You know, not that long ago, I blogged about dh wanting to maybe sign up for another year. I had told him that it would be ok with me since I know how strongly he feels about it. The funny thing, the last 5 conversations I have had with him, he is in a big hurry to come back. He says things have changed over there, it is getting worse and worse everyday. I do wonder what he means exactly, as I haven't seen much on the news concerning the part of the country he is in. of course, the whole country is in shambles right now and you do wonder what part of the news is true. He used to love being there, working, helping people, etc. Now, he seems kind of disillusioned. About what, not really sure. This is a new attitude coming from him. Totally opposite of before. Whatever happened to change his mind, I won't question, will find out when he gets home. Besides, I want him here so however that happens, I won't worry about it. Allahu Alim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-110001392696292378?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/110001392696292378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=110001392696292378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110001392696292378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/110001392696292378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-day-different-story.html' title='Another day, a different story'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109967943736672378</id><published>2004-11-05T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T13:35:00.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 year anniversary</title><content type='html'>Well, today is my ten year anniversary, the first that I have spent without dh. I got to talk to him last night, so that was good. I have been thinking back, and I can honestly say, we have had a pretty good marriage over the years. Sure, we have had our differences, and nobody can make more angry than him, but those times are few and far between. Thank God. The funny part, no one thought we would make it. An American married to a former Iraqi, an Arab of all things! :) But, thankfully, they were all wrong. A marriage works because 2 people put time and effort into it. We have been through a lot together, 3 kids, a heart surgery, being broke! lol My dh still has an orange, I kid you not, that is 9 years old! Why? here is the story. We weren't quite married a year, and dh found out he needed angioplasty done. So, he has it done, no problems, Alhamdililah. 3 weeks later, his lung collapses and he ends up being off work another 2 months. I was working at a job making 6.75 an hour. Between the house bills, the medical bills, etc. we were in a sorry state. At one point, I had not gone to the store in almost 2 weeks, and all we had in the house was this 1 orange. Dh kept it as a reminder to always appreciate what you have and never to be ungrateful, as you can be back at the point at anytime. That orange has even been through 3 moves! He refuses to get rid of it! May sound corny, but that is the way he is. Another thing I love about him, he is absolutely in awe of his children. I mean, when they are born, he is just like a small child looking at something going, oohhh, look at that. He loves his children and spends as much time with him as possible. I miss the little things with him being gone, the parent side of him when the kids are driving me nuts, the way he massages my head when I have a migraine, the way he sneaks up behind me and surprises me with a hug and a kiss on the back of my neck. I remember the first birthday I had after we were married. This was during the time when he had the lung collapse. As I said, we were broke. So, being an artist as a hobbie, and I good one, I might add. He drew a colored pencil portrait of me for my birthday because he wanted to so badly to give me a gift. Mashallah, it looks exactly like me! He is really gifted but doesn't have the patience to do it very often, though I wish he would. Well, as you can tell by my long post, I am missing dh today, more than usual. We never had a wedding in the traditional sense, got married in the courthouse! We always said that we would throw a big anniversary/renewal of vows party on our 10th anniversary. Oh well, Inshallah, we can do it for our 20th! :) Happy Anniversary, honey. Love you and miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109967943736672378?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109967943736672378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109967943736672378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109967943736672378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109967943736672378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/10-year-anniversary.html' title='10 year anniversary'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109939145364046032</id><published>2004-11-02T05:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T05:30:53.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Don't worry, I won't endorse any candidate or any party on this blog. All I ask is that all people here in the US go out and vote, whoever it is that you vote for. As we all know, there is alot going on right now, therefore, alot at stake. Just vote, please. I think this election is very important, as are all elctions. Women have had the right to vote for less than a hundred years in this country. Take advantage of your rights. Not everyone is as lucky as we are to have the right to vote. The presidency is up for grabs as is the entire house. Again, no endorsements, just go vote! That way, you have every right to complain, or if something goes well, you can say, yeah, I voted for that person! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109939145364046032?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109939145364046032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109939145364046032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109939145364046032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109939145364046032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/11/election-day_02.html' title='Election Day'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109917353487862130</id><published>2004-10-30T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T16:58:54.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another lazy weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, not a lot going on this weekend. Kids were off from school on Friday, which they loved, I didn't! lol Weather here is nuts. Wind is blowing my leaves all over the place. Well, at least now all of the trees will be bare, so, when I finally rake them all up, that will be all. I joined a gym today. I really need to get into shape and lose some weight. Having 3 kids really throws your body out of whack. The cool part about this gym, from a Muslim woman's point of view, certain days of the week are for women only and the windows are all closed over. I can exercise, swim, etc. They have a pool and a whirlpool!! I am so excited. It is hard for a Muslim woman to find a private place for swimming. I think I am going to like it. I really enjoyed my time there today. Talked to dh again last night. He still hasn't gotten the package I sent and I mailed it on the 12th of October. I hope he gets it soon. The cookies I made are gonna be nasty otherwise! He said that all of the American soldiers are dressing up for halloween. even the cooks in the chowhall. They need to have some fun considering where they are. The most popular costume... being a General! lol I know, corny, but hey, consider the circumstances. Some of the families even sent masks out to the soldiers to wear. Obviously, dh doesn't do halloween, but he is happy that all of the guys he is with are having some fun. They need it. May God bless all of the people in Iraq, whatever country they hail from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109917353487862130?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109917353487862130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109917353487862130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109917353487862130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109917353487862130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-lazy-weekend.html' title='Another lazy weekend'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109906865996796934</id><published>2004-10-29T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T11:50:59.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My chat with dh last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, here we go again. Talked to dh last night. We were chatting, etc. Then, it comes up, ever so slyly. Honey, I like this job, I love what I am doing, I will never get another oppurtunity to do this kind of work where I can help so many people, etc. I just replied with a mm hmm after every sentence. And then, the unthinkable happened. I heard myself saying, well, if you really, really feel this strongly and you really want to stay longer, I guess I could be ok with that. Ok, my faithful readers, stop yelling at the computer. I know I sound crazy, but listen. This is something he feels very strongly about and something he really wants to do. He would never even bring up the subject otherwise, knowing how I feel. I just can't help but think, if I don't agree with this decision, he will come home and be miserable for the rest of his life. I like to think that if I had a dream to do something that he would support me in the same way that I am trying to support him. The other reason I would consider it is because my best friend Betty is planning on moving in with me at the end of next month when her lease is finished. She would stay until he comes home. At least, I wouldn't be alone anymore with 3 kids. I just can't imagine squashing this dream of his. A marriage is supposed to be 2 people supporting each other's dreams, right? Well, no decision has been made yet. He is thinking about it. I don't think he wanted to think about it seriously until he knew my take on it. I know I surprised him with my reaction, heck, I surprised myself. I would ask everyone's opinion about this but I know I will get it anyway! lol That is great because I want it. I am sure NW is going to smack me through the computer! lol I don't know, it is like when he brought it up, I just knew what my answer was because I know how much it means to him. How do I know? He has never, in the almost 10 years we have been married, asked me to accept something that he knew I wasn't really thrilled about. For him to bring this up, that means alot coming from him. We will just have to wait and see. He says he has 4 1/2 months to go and has lots of time to see what he wants to do. Allahu Alim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109906865996796934?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109906865996796934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109906865996796934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109906865996796934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109906865996796934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-chat-with-dh-last-night.html' title='My chat with dh last night'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109867647289164500</id><published>2004-10-24T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T22:54:32.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, it's official. I am addicted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, it is true, I am addicted to blogs. I sit, for long periods of time, reading blogs. It started with just a few blogs of people I know, then turned into something else. I began reading the blogs that my friends have linked to their blogs, then going to the comments section and finding more blogs and reading them! it is a viscious cycle that I can't stop. Maybe I will start another blog for blog-reading addicts like myself. I guess it is nice to read other people opinions on everything from religion to child rearing to the situation in Iraq. I really love all of the Iraqi blogs as it gives you an insight to what is really going on over there, from a native Iraqi's point of view. I think blogging is a great arena to discuss things, just check out some of the comments sections on some blogs. People really get going. I think that is great, discussions, differences, likes, dislikes, similarities. Maybe people will open their eyes to what is going on in the world and try to make it better. That would be nice. Only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109867647289164500?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109867647289164500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109867647289164500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109867647289164500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109867647289164500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-its-official-i-am-addicted.html' title='Well, it&apos;s official. I am addicted!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109847667835462846</id><published>2004-10-22T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T15:24:38.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at my house</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it is my turn to have dinner at my home. There is a small group of ladies, 4 us to be exact, whose dh's are either working in Iraq, visiting Iraq or about to go to Iraq. So, we are taking turns having iftars at each other's home. For those fasting Muslims out there, you know how difficult it is to cook for one, let alone fast for one. This gives us a chance to get a little break from cooking, enjoy each other's company, etc. The best part is, Mashallah, one of the ladies is a very well-educated Sayda from Najaf, Iraq, and she leads the rest of us, all American reverts, in Juma prayers and such. That is so nice, she is also helping my 8 year old learn some arabic, along with me, too! Mashallah, she is sooo nice. Dinner tonight should be funny. It always is when you are mixing Iraqis with Americans. So, here is my dinner...  Bamiah(okra soup), rice, Shorbat Addas(noodle soup w/ lentils), one of my must haves every night, salad, fettucine alfredo, dates w/ yogurt, shake and bake chicken, and banana pudding. You can all stop laughing now!! :) Inshallah, everyone is having a blessed Ramadan. It is nice not to be alone during this month. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109847667835462846?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109847667835462846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109847667835462846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109847667835462846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109847667835462846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinner-at-my-house.html' title='Dinner at my house'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109824296617533907</id><published>2004-10-19T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T22:29:26.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Melancholy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;I just feel blah today. No perticular reason, I just am. I am missing dh really badly today. I mean, I miss him everyday, of course, but more than usual today for some reason. I had a dream about him last night. I don't remember the details, just that it was about him. He is such a part of my life and it is hard not having him around. I know that he feels he has to be there right now, and I try to respect that as much as I can but it is hard. I feel that he is missing a huge part of my youngest daughter's life. So much happens in the first year. She was 7 months when he left and will be 1 1/2 when he is home for good. Sometimes, I worry about what could happen to him over there. I try not to think about that stuff too much, wouldn't be able to function if I did, but today, it just kept running through my mind that the baby wouldn't remember him if something happened. My older ones would, but not her. She wouldn't know the love he has for her because she is too little. I could tell her, of course, but it wouldn't be the same. I pray everday that he comes home safe, as I pray for all the people over there right now. I just don't know how I would tell my kids if something happened to him. I don't know, I just get to thinking like this sometimes and can't stop myself. Thank God I don't get this way very often or I would be messed up. Just missing him and worrying, I guess. I just wish for peace and the sad part is, I honestly don't see it coming anytime soon. Allahu Alim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109824296617533907?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109824296617533907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109824296617533907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109824296617533907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109824296617533907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/melancholy-day.html' title='A Melancholy Day'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109787319889058102</id><published>2004-10-15T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T15:46:38.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan Kareem</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ramadan Mubarek to all of my fellow muslims. I know, depending on where you live, some of you will start fasting today, others tomorrow. I wish you all a blessed and peaceful month. For the non-muslim readers, a little story about this month. We believe this is the month that the Holy Quran, the Bible and the Torah were all revealed. During this month, we abstain from eating and drinking from sunrise until sunset so that we may be humbled and feel compassion for those who don't have food on a daily basis. But, fasting in this month is not just from food and drink, it is also a very spiritual fast where we try to become closer to Allah,swt. This is what the Prophet Muhammed, pbuh, has said about Shahr  Ramadan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Holy Prophet (S.A.W.) has said:"The month of Ramadhan is the month in which you are called to divine hospitality and therefore:1. Seek from Allah that he purifies your intentions and hearts from (the stains of) sins and ugly qualities.2. That he grant you success in keeping the fast and reciting the Qur'an.3. When you are hungry and thirsty, remember the hunger and thirst of Qiyama.4. Search out the poor and needy and supply their needs.5. Treat children and relatives with kindness.6. Guard the tongue from that which should not be said.7. Guard the eyes from that which is forbidden to look at.8. Guard the ears from that which is forbidden to listen to.9. Be kind to the orphans of others so that others will be kind to your orphans." Imam Ja'fer As-Sadiq (A.S.) has said:"Fasting is not merely refraining from eating and drinking. On the contrary, your fast must be coupled with:1. Keeping your tongue from lying.2. Not quarrelling with one another.3. Refraining from jealousy.4. Not backbiting or gossiping.5. Putting aside disputes.6. Not swearing oaths, EVEN if they are true.7. Being careful not to utter bad language or abuse.8. Not being mean and miserly.9. Not being unjust to anyone.10. Keeping your eyes from what is forbidden to look at."The Prophet (S.A.W.) has also said:"There are many a people who derive no benefit from fasting except forhunger and thirst." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109787319889058102?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109787319889058102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109787319889058102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109787319889058102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109787319889058102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/ramadan-kareem.html' title='Ramadan Kareem'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109776820394000028</id><published>2004-10-14T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T10:37:42.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, my oldest daughter is 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, my oldest turns 8 today and I am wondering where the last 8 years have gone. Time flies soooo fast, I just can't believe it. Seems like she was a baby just last week. She makes me miss her dad more than anyone else because is just like him. Personality, sense of humor, etc. are just like him. I know I have been venting about not having a break from my kids lately, because their dad is gone. But, today, I feel very blessed to have them and dh in my life. He truly is a hands on dad who spends time with them. I spoke to a relative yesterday, and after talking to her, I feel bad for having complained. Why? She has 2 small children, with another due in December. Her dh is with her and does nothing, I mean, nothing to help her with the children. I don't have help because dh isn't here, not because he has this I am the man kind of attitude. I feel blessed at having such a wonderful, caring husband who is also a great father, Mashallah. Sure, we have our problems, who doesn't? But, Alhamdilillah, so far we have been able to work things out and that is what is important. I hope he gets a chance to call today so my daughter won't be disappointed. Getting a phone to work in Iraq is a miracle sometimes.  I am just really missing him today, more than usual and I just pray that he and all the soldiers, workers and humanitarians in Iraq come home safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109776820394000028?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109776820394000028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109776820394000028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109776820394000028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109776820394000028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-birthday-my-oldest-daughter-is-8.html' title='Happy Birthday, my oldest daughter is 8'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109761165058638581</id><published>2004-10-12T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T15:07:30.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Housekeeping 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you all know, I have 3 children, a dh who is thousands of miles away and I need a break. see previous post about nanny. Anyway, I have found an idea that may be of help to me and all other stressed out tired women/moms/wives. here it is: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 RULES FOR HOUSEKEEPING THAT KEEP YOU SANE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1)I don't do windows because... I love birds and don't want one to run into a clean window and get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) I don't wax floors because... I am terrified a guest&lt;br /&gt;will slip, hurt themselves, I'll feel terrible and they may sue me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3)I  don't mind the dust bunnies because... They are very good company, I have named most of them, and they agree with everything I say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) I don't disturb cobwebs because... I want every creature to have a home of their own.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) I don't Spring Clean because... I love all the seasons&lt;br /&gt;and don't want the others to get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6)I don't pull weeds in the garden because... I don't want to get in God's way, he is an excellent designer.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) I don't put things away because... My husband will never be able to find them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) I don't do gourmet meals when I entertain because... I don't want my guests to stress out over what to make when they invite me over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9) I don't iron because... I choose to believe them when&lt;br /&gt;they say "Permanent Press".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10)I don't stress much on anything because... "A Type" personalities die young and I want to stick around and become a wrinkled up crusty ol' woman!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109761165058638581?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109761165058638581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109761165058638581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109761165058638581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109761165058638581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/housekeeping-101.html' title='Housekeeping 101'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109749160849213363</id><published>2004-10-11T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T05:46:48.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a nanny! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;So, it is Monday morning, yes, morning. It is now around 5:30 am, been up since 4. why, you may ask? well, my 14 month old has a cold, was coughing alot last night, then decided around 4 to start her day. She is in her crib, talking to herself, I was laying in bed, begging her to go back to sleep, at least for a little bit! Didn't work, so here I am! I have dh's care package ready to ship. I got everything on my list, including a batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies! My older daughter had a good time helping me bake. I got to talk to dh yesterday. It had been a few days because the phones had been done. Very typical. He also has lots of new people who replaced some that went home. They haven't quite figured out how things work in Iraq yet. But, they are getting used to it. Just takes awhile, I imagine. He is well, thank God. I pray everyday that things calm down in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109749160849213363?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109749160849213363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109749160849213363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109749160849213363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109749160849213363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-want-nanny.html' title='I want a nanny! :)'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109736276331607649</id><published>2004-10-09T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:59:23.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, got back from shopping. that is quite a feat when you are lugging a 7, 5 and 14 month old with you! AHHAHAHA! After talking to dh again, my short list turned into the NASCAR hat, 2 sweatshirts, 2 outfits for 5 and 6 year old girls, and one pair of Levi's. yes, they had to be Levi's. I think it is safe to say that at least some of the satellites are up and running in Iraq. But, now dh is turning into a one man charity organization! That is great, but at the same time, if word gets out too much about what he is doing, I am going to have to start hitting people up for donations as this could get very expensive. I refuse, absolutely refuse, to send the really expensive tennis shoes that someone requested! Little over our budget, I think! One thing people may not know about Iraqi people right now is they are NOT shy about anything! Not trying to generalize, just speaking about the ones that dh seems to meet. Actually had a lady ask him for 500 dollars to pay for her son's wedding!! Where did he go wrong? He got a pair of roller blades for her younger son. Sorry, but, ah, roller blades are not that expensive, sheesh! Anyway, he turned her down, obviously. He feels bad but, man, is just a working man like everyone else, can't do everything for everybody, as much as he would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109736276331607649?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109736276331607649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109736276331607649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109736276331607649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109736276331607649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/done-with-shopping_09.html' title='Done with shopping!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109728135806484714</id><published>2004-10-08T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T19:22:38.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How things change</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, while hubby was home, I noticed that a few things about him had changed. Alhamdililah, nothing bad, but after almost 10 years of marriage, you notice these changes. He used to drink tea like crazy. Iraqi people are famous for drinking tea and extremely strong coffee. Now, he doesn't touch the stuff, at all. He also has developed an addiction to homemade chocolate chip cookies. This from a man who doesn't eat any kind of sweet thing, I mean no cake, brownies, baklava, candy, anything. Now, I have to mail him a batch of these cookies because he is craving them. I also have a list of clothing, hats, etc. that some people are asking for so I have to do some Wal-mart shopping tomorrow. My items include a NASCAR hat. This is a request from an Iraqi he met over there. Who would have thought Iraqis know about Jeff Gordon and Dale Earnhardt? Must be that satellite tv they weren't allowed to have under saddam? Good for them! They need to have something fun to watch right now. Take their minds off the fact that bombings continue all of the time. Like anything can take their mind off the fact that things are horrible over there right now. Allahu Alim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109728135806484714?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109728135806484714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109728135806484714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109728135806484714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109728135806484714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-things-change.html' title='How things change'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109711378029943396</id><published>2004-10-06T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:49:40.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day with the children</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, kids got out of school early today. Lucky me! lol The baby is teething and the older 2 were bored, what a fun day. Everyone was either fighting or crying or both it seemed like all day today! When dh gets home, I am going on a week's vacation. I don't care if it is to the garage, just to get away for a bit. I know mother's are so supposed to patient, but I am only human and sometimes, I just need a little break! He can deal with the diapers and the whining and the fighting and whatever else they decide to do. I spoke to him yesterday. Alhamdililah, he is doing well. I just miss him. I had not planned on being a single parent. It is much easier with the children when he is home. Allah Kareem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109711378029943396?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109711378029943396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109711378029943396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109711378029943396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109711378029943396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-day-with-children.html' title='Another day with the children'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109666305005149052</id><published>2004-10-01T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T15:37:30.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I surprised by people's ignorance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;So far, this blog hasn't been too political, etc. That ends now. Yesterday, I recieved a call from the FBI, yes, that's right, the FBI. A secretary at my children's school called in a "tip", saying my dh was returning to Iraq in order to do God knows what. I had to verify with the agent what he was doing, etc. I must say, he was very nice, very apologetic, very respectful and understanding of my anger. oh, yes, to say I was pissed is the understatement of the century. how did this come about? well, found that out today. last Friday, I called my children off from school so they could spend time with dad before he left on Sunday. when the secretary mentioned this to my daughter's teacher, she said, oh yes, I know, he is returning to Iraq. Well, somehow, this secretary turned this into my dh was a bad man, a pilot, and she wasn't sure whose side he was on so therefore she had to call in this tip. what a crock. she saw the arab name and assumed the worse. didn't even bother to ask the teacher, just jumped to her own ignorant conclusions. She could have caused my dh alot of trouble, etc.&lt;br /&gt;My dh went through a rigorous security and background check for his job and this person acts like he is some criminal. But, hey, don't bother to ask someone who knows what is going on like the teacher or the principal or me. lets just call in the FBI. I hate osama bin bullshit. because of him and his crap, now all muslims are treated like terrorists, no matter what. I hope they find him and give him what he deserves. That man is not a muslim, as far as I am concerned, he doesn't even believe in God. no one who does that kind of terror can have any belief in anything, he is just a liar. and now, good people have to pay the price and that is a bunch of crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109666305005149052?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109666305005149052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109666305005149052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109666305005149052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109666305005149052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/10/why-am-i-surprised-by-peoples_01.html' title='Why am I surprised by people&apos;s ignorance?'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109643234981245560</id><published>2004-09-28T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T23:32:29.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Iraq</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, he made it. Dh called this afternoon, got back to where he is supposed to be. Thank God he made it. sometimes the trip getting there is worse than actually being there. Travel through the country is so dangerous right now. While he was home, had a bunch of busy bodies come over, wanting details on how they could get the job. 2 of them are getting ready to leave in the next couple of days. Both are married to Iraqi ladies, one wife is staying here, the other is going to her family in Iraq. Inshallah, they will be ok. I miss dh. And, I don't miss him. Is that weird? I guess I got used to him being gone from the first time he left and so know I don't feel as upset as I did the first time he left. Crazy, I know. But, I can't help the way I feel. Kids are doing ok so far. I think being in school helps, keeps them busy. Inshallah, the time will pass and he will be home permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109643234981245560?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109643234981245560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109643234981245560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109643234981245560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109643234981245560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/09/back-in-iraq.html' title='Back In Iraq'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109534563241114326</id><published>2004-09-16T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T09:40:32.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's home</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Sorry, had to redo this, accidently erased it, with a little help from the 13 months old! lol Like I said, he got home on the 8th. Been crazy around here to say the least. Thanks for all the comments, sorry if they are gone now!  Kids are truly happy. He gained some weight, which surprised me. Mashallah, he looks great. Says Iraq is really messed up right now, more than what you see on the news. More details later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109534563241114326?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109534563241114326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109534563241114326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109534563241114326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109534563241114326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/09/hes-home_16.html' title='He&apos;s home'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109441702306304163</id><published>2004-09-05T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T15:43:43.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days to go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, 6 more days till dh gets home, Inshallah. The kids and I are counting the days. Now, if we can just get him to stay home once he gets here, that will be even better. He keeps talking about going back. We will definitely have to see about that. I don't know that I would handle that very well at this point. Allahu Alim. We will see. Hakima is ready to let him have if he wants to go back. I told her, have at it. Tear him up. Maybe a guilt trip from a child is just what he needs. I guess my house will be full of people. Of course, that is why his return date is not being announced around town. I know, I am publishing this on the web, but no one in my area knows about my blog so Inshallah, it will be ok. I just want him to be able to relax before the hordes of people show up, not because they missed him, but because they want to know about Iraq. I will have to be very patient and bite my tongue a bit, I am sure! lol Oh, well. I will just be happy to have him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109441702306304163?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109441702306304163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109441702306304163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109441702306304163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109441702306304163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/09/6-days-to-go.html' title='6 days to go!!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109425930257560940</id><published>2004-09-03T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T19:55:02.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mommy Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, I seem to be on a motherhood kick. Just seems my friends are sending me some cute stuff these days that I feel the need to post. One thing is for sure, anyone with children must, I mean must have a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;The Mommy Test&lt;br /&gt;I was out walking with my then 4 year old daughter. She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I asked her not to do that. "Why?" "Because it's been laying outside and it is dirty and probably has germs." At this point, she looked at me with total admiration and asked, "Wow! How do you know all this stuff?" "Uh," I was thinking quickly, "...all moms knows this stuff. Um, it's on the Mommy Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy." We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information."OH...I get it!" she beamed.&lt;br /&gt;"So if you flunk, you have to be the Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109425930257560940?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109425930257560940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109425930257560940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109425930257560940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109425930257560940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/09/mommy-test.html' title='The Mommy Test'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109408249390005034</id><published>2004-09-01T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T18:48:13.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st, 2nd and 3rd Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;For all mothers out there. My friend sent this to me and anyone who has more than one child knows that it is so true. Hope you get a chuckle out of it as I did.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Your Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Preparing for the Birth:1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.2nd baby: You don't bother practicing because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your eighth month. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Layette:1st baby: You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean &amp;discard only the ones with the darkest stains.3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Worries:1st baby: At the first sign of distress--a whimper, a frown--you pick up the baby.2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pacifier:1st baby: If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.2nd baby: When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diapering:&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.3rd baby: You try to change their diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities:1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Going Out:1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; At Home:1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.2nd baby: You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swallowing Coins (a favorite):1st child: when first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the hospital and demand x-rays.&lt;br /&gt;2nd child: when second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for coin to pass.3rd child: when third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109408249390005034?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109408249390005034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109408249390005034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109408249390005034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109408249390005034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/09/1st-2nd-and-3rd-baby.html' title='1st, 2nd and 3rd Baby'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109395694446474992</id><published>2004-08-31T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T07:55:44.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109395694446474992?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109395694446474992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109395694446474992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109395694446474992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109395694446474992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/haloscan-commenting-and-tr_109395694446474992.html' title=''/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109382871298017505</id><published>2004-08-29T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T20:18:32.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting the days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, 2 weeks till hubby gets home. The kids are so excited. I just pray for his safe return from Iraq. I got to talk to him today. His cell phone is actually working. The towers keep getting messed up by sabotage so it is has been very hard to get ahold of him. Been having to wait for him to call me! This was a nice change. My 13 month old is walking now, Mashallah. Trying to get into everything. Dh can't wait to see her, she couldn't even sit up yet when he left. He is so excited to see her. My son, he is a character. My dh asked him, what would you like me to bring you from Iraq? He, of course, says he wants a game for his nintendo. Dh says that they don't have anything like that in Iraq right now. What does my son respond with? In a very sarcastic voice, he says, well, what in the hell do they have in Iraq? I didn't know whether to bust out laughing or correct him. 5 year olds, what characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109382871298017505?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109382871298017505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109382871298017505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109382871298017505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109382871298017505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/counting-days.html' title='Counting the days!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109366156835923811</id><published>2004-08-27T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:52:48.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, the end of the first week of school. Well, partial week anyway as they didn't start until Wednesday. But, so far, so good. The kids seem to be enjoying it. Very humid here today. Typical for northern Indiana. But, I must say, this summer has been very mild compared to years past. Just got into a big discussion with my 7 year old. She has this habit of lying, I don't know what to do with her sometimes. Wants to argue about everything. Give her an inch and she takes a mile. If you are nice to her about something she wants, it ends up being not good enough for her and she doesn't appreciate it. I am so frustrated with her! I am going to have to do something about her. She has been doing this since her dad has been gone. I am sure that has alot to do with it but I can't let that be an excuse. It will get out of control if I do. Allahu Alim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109366156835923811?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109366156835923811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109366156835923811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109366156835923811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109366156835923811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/another-friday.html' title='Another Friday'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109352429188326536</id><published>2004-08-26T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T07:44:51.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School is back in session!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, today is the second day of school!! YEAH! I need a break from my 2 older kids. My son got into all day kindergarten, so that makes things a lot easier. My daughter is in second. Now, all I have to deal with is a 13 month old! I think that is actually easier than the older 2. She doesn't argue with anyone yet! Just gets into everything. Oh, well, not like I haven't dealt with that before. I seem to have alot more patience with this little one compared to the other 2 at that age. Maybe chalk it up to experience, or the fact that I am older, or maybe that I am no longer so obsessed with how clean my house is, etc. Either way, I am enjoying this time with my kids. They are excited to be back at school, I am defintely excited for them! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109352429188326536?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109352429188326536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109352429188326536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109352429188326536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109352429188326536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/school-is-back-in-session.html' title='School is back in session!!!!!!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109323202280987911</id><published>2004-08-22T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:33:42.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, made it to Chicago. spent way too much money, but that is ok and normal for me anyway. Had lunch at a wonderful Iranian restaurant, Noon O Kabab. Best kabob and dill rice ever. Yum. Traffic was a bit nuttier than usual, had a big water and air show going on, that and tons and tons of construction. Nice place to visit, wouldn't want to live/drive there! Had a nice time, needed a change of pace. Now, I am just trying to find room in my house for all the things that I bought. I went into this one Arab meat store, and when I had finished my purchases, the owner had his son carry my bags to my car for me. now, this may not seem like a big deal, but I had parked 2 1/2 city blocks down due to lack of parking. I explained to him that is was no problem for me to carry my bags, told him I had parked quite a ways from here, he insisted. That was so nice! Now, I am extremely tired from my long drive, time to sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109323202280987911?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109323202280987911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109323202280987911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109323202280987911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109323202280987911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-trip-to-chicago.html' title='My trip to Chicago'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109315894488598684</id><published>2004-08-22T02:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T02:15:44.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Well, I finally cleaned out some of the weeds in my yard. They were beginning to take over. Made the kids help me, which they hated but, oh, well. They have been bad all week. I can't wait till their dad gets home. I am certainly tired of being a single parent. I don't know how people do it. Inshallah, my friend and I are making a run to Chicago, getting some groceries, meat, etc. My sister was nice enough to volunteer to watch the kids, Thank God. I don't think I could handle that long of a drive with 3 children asking me, when are we going to get there? lol It will be nice to have a break from them for a bit. Besides, they love spending time with their aunt. works out for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109315894488598684?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109315894488598684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109315894488598684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109315894488598684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109315894488598684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/typical-day.html' title='Typical day'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109307370066436620</id><published>2004-08-21T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T02:35:00.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that happen to be on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Salam Alaikum&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have been angry about lately, the constant onslaught of disparaging remarks about Muslims. I am so angry with al-qaeda and the wahabi type people that I could just scream sometimes. Why? not just because they have killed thousands of inoccent people, but because they give Muslims such a bad name. Islam is not an evil religion but you would never know that by watching the news. The media is so biased, it is unbelievable. I just wish that journalists, newscasters, etc. would just think before they speak. they take the actions of one and condem millions of others in the process. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109307370066436620?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109307370066436620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109307370066436620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109307370066436620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109307370066436620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/things-that-happen-to-be-on-my-mind.html' title='Things that happen to be on my mind'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026437.post-109307331191790639</id><published>2004-08-21T02:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T02:28:31.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first entry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Salam Alaikum to all. this is my very first post, as I just created this blog about 5 minutes ago. Don't expect to much yet. I am really not much of a writer, just thought this would be interesting place to vent, share some interesting or not so interesting things about my life. we will have to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026437-109307331191790639?l=umhakima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/feeds/109307331191790639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026437&amp;postID=109307331191790639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109307331191790639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026437/posts/default/109307331191790639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umhakima.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-very-first-entry.html' title='My very first entry!'/><author><name>Umhakima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14986855855873532042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
