So now that my class teaching days are over, I no longer have to struggle with division, conjections and ill-bred kids. I am still a teacher, though working in my field of expertise. ART!
The Art Department in our school is just SUPER. The kids learn how to use all things crafty, messy, artsy and unique. We do anything art related. Oil paint, sculpting, sewing, crafting, candle making..anything that pops in our head really! The best part is the giant storage that has everything needed for any art project. Old soda cans, toilet tubes, pastel colors, newspapers, paint, wood boards, fabrics, buttons, foam, cardboard, crystal beads, gold paper, dry food, magazine cut outs, millions of brushes, a hundred types of glue, and a giant Iron Man made out of aluminum foil and silver paper tubes that was used for the Wizard of Oz play.
Art heaven really, just walking into that store house was enough to inspire me for months to come, and I thought inspiration was long gone!
We are currently working on this project:
http://alphamom.com/family-fun/holidays/snow-globe-soap/
I'm so excited.
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Thursday, September 30, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
My reset buttons save me from misery.
If I'm having a horrific day. If I'm feeling down... these things have been serving as my reset buttons for a long time now. It's amazing what simple things in life can do to your mood.
The Bubble Bath:
The hot water relaxes my muscles and the fragrant soap refreshes my senses. I feel rejuvenated after one of those. I wrap myself in my giant, fluffy, warm towel and treat myself to a pedicure. The results give me instant happiness.
The Nap:
Not always applicable, but when I do manage to fall into one of those deep slumbers I wake up feeling happy again. It's not just because my body has rested, it is also because most likely I would've had a lucid dream where I've been lying on the beach, sunbathing, lemonade in hand. Pure bliss.
The Shay Belaban (Tea with a spot of milk):
Just a spot of milk mind you. Too much milk ruins it for me. My sister brought home amazing Yemeni black tea that hits the spot. Of course I pour it into my favorite mug, two thirds tea, and a third of milk. A tea spoon of sugar. A bonus would be to have it with a grilled cheese sandwich. This drink is a remedy for my soul. Once the scent reaches my nose, memories of a happy childhood flash in front of my eyes. Life's complications become simple again.
I've been having a rough day, it was shay belaban that did it for me this time.
The Bubble Bath:
The hot water relaxes my muscles and the fragrant soap refreshes my senses. I feel rejuvenated after one of those. I wrap myself in my giant, fluffy, warm towel and treat myself to a pedicure. The results give me instant happiness.
The Nap:
Not always applicable, but when I do manage to fall into one of those deep slumbers I wake up feeling happy again. It's not just because my body has rested, it is also because most likely I would've had a lucid dream where I've been lying on the beach, sunbathing, lemonade in hand. Pure bliss.
The Shay Belaban (Tea with a spot of milk):
Just a spot of milk mind you. Too much milk ruins it for me. My sister brought home amazing Yemeni black tea that hits the spot. Of course I pour it into my favorite mug, two thirds tea, and a third of milk. A tea spoon of sugar. A bonus would be to have it with a grilled cheese sandwich. This drink is a remedy for my soul. Once the scent reaches my nose, memories of a happy childhood flash in front of my eyes. Life's complications become simple again.
I've been having a rough day, it was shay belaban that did it for me this time.
Friday, January 8, 2010
My friends make me happy.
Dee is the glue. She sticks the rest of us together. She's the only cool mommy I've ever met. I didn't know she was a mommy right away, that's how cool she is. She loves food. Like me. She loves dining out. I can tell her everything and she won't judge me. She understands my humor. She backs me up when I'm having a rough day.
I love her.
Nur is the fashionista. She knows all the hot places to shop. Her sense of style is perfect. She knows what goes with what. She'll tell you what to wear. She has a huge wardrobe, and she'll let you pick anything out of it to borrow, except her grey scarf, she doesn't give that to anyone. She loves stilettos. Like me. We wear the same size. She laughs at my jokes. She listens to me, and I listen to her.
I love her.
Lula is the intellectual one. She always has something interesting to tell. She doesn't say I don't know, because, she knows everything. She'll talk to you about politics, religion, art, science, music, food, religion, travel..whatever you feel like talking about. She doesn't gossip. Like me.
I love her.
Rere is the good girl. She's the voice of your conscious. She'll know how to bring you back when you're lost, and she doesn't even know she's doing it. She reminds me of the good days, when we were young and carefree. She was the reason I learned Tajweed and prayed all prayers regularly. She likes to go for walks. Like me. It's okay to cry in front of her, cause she won't make you feel bad, instead she'll cry with you.
I love her.
I love her.
Nur is the fashionista. She knows all the hot places to shop. Her sense of style is perfect. She knows what goes with what. She'll tell you what to wear. She has a huge wardrobe, and she'll let you pick anything out of it to borrow, except her grey scarf, she doesn't give that to anyone. She loves stilettos. Like me. We wear the same size. She laughs at my jokes. She listens to me, and I listen to her.
I love her.
Lula is the intellectual one. She always has something interesting to tell. She doesn't say I don't know, because, she knows everything. She'll talk to you about politics, religion, art, science, music, food, religion, travel..whatever you feel like talking about. She doesn't gossip. Like me.
I love her.
Rere is the good girl. She's the voice of your conscious. She'll know how to bring you back when you're lost, and she doesn't even know she's doing it. She reminds me of the good days, when we were young and carefree. She was the reason I learned Tajweed and prayed all prayers regularly. She likes to go for walks. Like me. It's okay to cry in front of her, cause she won't make you feel bad, instead she'll cry with you.
I love her.
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