Wednesday, January 14, 2009

burn out.

Ok, so, since Monday, I have been spending my evenings studying. Ugh. Snore. I hate to study. I have been kicking it in Starbucks for the last 3 nights, because at home i would be "Mommed" to death.. Yikes. I hope i get confirmation soon to take that test. Of course, i am not ready for it yet, but you know- just to get it over with. I am punchy, sorry.
Dig my awesome Obama campaign poster pic. anyone can do it! Woo Hoo!

Sunday, January 11, 2009















































So, we took a trip to San Francisco on bart. Ayman loves trains right now, so we rocked it on Saturday. The pictures are in order from the one directly above, to the top of the post.
We started our Odyssey at the Dublin/Pleasanton bart station. Ayman really dug on that, especially when I told him that we were going to ride in a loooong tunnel under the San Francisico bay. We disembarked at the Embarcadero station. The weather there was just beautiful. It was nice, sunny and a balmy 60 something degrees. From the Embarcadero, we caught the F line street car. We chugged on that all the way over to Pier 39. Once there, we walked around a bit, looked at Sea lions, (which there wasn't that many of, perhaps they are somewhere else now?) then we had lunch at the Sea Lion Cafe, (mediocre at best ,but the service was just great. Seriously.) After lunch we headed on over to the carousel. I actually got dizzy on it. That has never happened to me before. The kids really loved the ride. After this we mosey-ed on over to have some ice cream, then on to Fishermans Wharf. Side note: The is a bunch of street performers on the way, (if you can call dressing up in all silver, standing on a milk crate, and acting like a robot performance art) Well, there is one dude that takes the cake. He has some mobile shrubbery. He sits behind it real still like, while people walk past on the side walk. Then he scares the bejesus out of anyone walking past. WTF? Meanwhile, across the street there are people standing there watching him do this. Do people actually pay him? They must if he is doing it. Amr told me he has been there for a long time. Go figure. We picked up the F line again, rode back to bart, then on home. It was a nice day. Soon, when the kids are old enough we will go into the city for a weekend, and hit the museum of natural sciences (Newly Remodeled!) and the Japanese Tea Garden. Ok so there you have it. My first substantial post of the 2009.








Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Yay me!

So I finished respiratory school.
Can I just take this time to tell you, to run screaming in the other direction away from Kaplan/Maric College? I don't have the time to elaborate now, (rest assured I will in the future!)
So, lots of things have happened sinceI last posted,I will try to recap it now.
Ummmmm....lemme see. (*deep breath*)
I turned thirty*ahem* on the 15th of November. As an added bonus, on my birthday, my Mom and Dad had a ninja wedding under the guise of having my brother and I over for cake and ice cream. For those of you unaware, after 34 years of marriage, my parents divorced for 4 years ago. So my parents are married again, and I am no longer a bastard. Ayman turned 5 on December 9th, what a big boy he is these days. I have pictures from their Egypt trip, but have not posted them here yet, sorry. On December 13th I officially graduated from Respiratory school. Yay for me. Now, I need to take my entry level exam so I can get a job. Then it is two more tests and awwwwww yeah, RRT. After Xmas, the kids and I said bye to Amr and went down south to my Uncle Butch and Aunt Cathy's house in Rancho Cucamonga, which was just beautiful. Everything. The home, (or villa if you will) and the weather. Got to see Daphne (or Daph-me as Jennah calls her) PB and Ayman were BFF's, and fun was had by all. Now, I have submitted my application (just today) to the Respiratory Care Board here in California and am waiting for the confirmation and eligibility to take above mentioned exams. So, once again, posting will suck, but never fear, when I am done with all of this crap, I will pick up the blogging again. ISA