In-Laws

7 07 2009

Summer is in full swing. July has started off with its wet-heat, with lower tempuratures than June but higher-sweat levels. This invariably means tha majority of outdoor activities are a no-no, except for maybe a dip in the big ol’ sea. Summer also means vacations, visits, meeting relatives and get-togethers. Case in hand, my in-laws are visiting.

My in-laws are also family relatives. Thus, there is a prior style/method of meeting/interacting with them. That, I feel, has changed. How, I don’t know, but it has. And then there’s a bit of the cultural aspects of the whole thing. I’ve lived in Oman my whole wee life. They’ve never lived out of their native country. Recently, some job-opportunities have them moving to Oman, but the current hols are before they get into their jobs (yes, both of ’em). So they’re in their style, I’m in my swing. And the poor li’l wifey is in a swinyle (swing+style, duh). She had a whole year to get into the swing, but now she is getting back into the style, old habits die hard, kinda thingy. But it’s all swell. Makes me laugh with the (not really) poor Gori Wife.

inlaws and outlaws are different - outlaws are wanted

pic ... umm.. err.. unrelated

So, our li’l place is all noisy and full. Our usual family-of-four has temporarily swollen to 10 people. The oldest one is my mum’s 70-year-old aunt. The youngest is my sister’s 1-and-a-half year old son. It’s a free-for-all ruckus, and a fun one at that.

So, I’ll be off for a li’l time. I have a few posts in the scheduled queue, which should come out if WordPress doesn’t go all snarky on me. I’ll also be handing over the reins to our very own Queen of Tarts (who we first met here). She does have a blog, but in all of her mighty twisted-ness, she don’t let me to link to it!! I think she has links with Kelley!!! Both are from down under, from wayy out there and have an affinity for things sharp and dangerous!!

So here, to me, off for a bit of in-law-management. Wish me luck!

-FK

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Last Piece… Really!

9 06 2009

I’ve been on the prowl for a fountain for my room for quite sometime. I guess I like the tinkling sounds. The indoor fountains that I like are either too large for the space I have allotted for ’em, or I don’t like the ones that fit. I’m getting so desperate that I’ve even started having ideas of making my own. The situation is so bad that I’ve even scoured Ruwi and located the shops from where I shall get all the raw materials. Now only to get my (not so) fat ass and decide something.

During the course of my hunt, saw this gem @ Home Center:

Honey, if you see real closely, there are 2 of them...

Honey, if you see real closely, there are 2 of them...

I guess someone pre-anticipated a sale.

-FK





’tis getting hot in here… so take off (uh uh uh uh)

30 05 2009

My attempt at paraphrasing..*face palm*

After forgiving me for that headline, forgive me for destroying all credibility of my cellphone’s camera and my photo taking abilities by posting the following:

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So, this was on Thursday at around 12:30 am-ish, returning from work. And whilst the temperature* was an ass-whooping 52 Celsius, I was more interested in the lowest temperature. According to the graphing abilities of our ride, from 12 am to about 7am it was 44 C, which, I might add, is not cool.

Imagine all the Europeans brought here for just one season, har har. If temperatures of 36 Celsius are a ‘exceptionally extreme heat wave’, I wonder if they’ll die just seeing the temperature readout.

Speaking of Europeans, what’s with the lack of water-activities here. I mean, in Britain, it got to 36 C, and half the country stripped to bare-minimum required clothes and splashed in fountains everywhere, why can’t we do that here? Is there some law against splashing in the fountain?

Not that we have many splash in, but we do have some nice ones. Esp. the ones at the Burj Al-Sahwa park, or Rose Gardens’ (not the waterfall though. I’m in awe of there those water pumps’ pumping power). And then there is the obvious lack of water parks, fresh water-knee high pools, openable fire-hydrants (would the water there be cool, or boiling like residental from-overhead-tank-tap water?) or even a simple pier that allows running and jumping into¬† reasonably deep water at the beach. God, we have no diving facilities at ‘any’ of the most-visited public beaches even. The cliff at Qantab used to do that, but I haven’t seen what’s become of it in the recent past, after all the development n all.

Booo… I guess it’s going to be Sultan center and City Center after all…. booring….

-FK

*temperature, like all other things, is variable as per many factors and methods that can be used for measuring it. The temp as displayed by my trusty (white-colored) ride is by no means incorrect, nor misleading, but it is not what would be called ‘standardized’ reading by the Met. dept. They have a set of procedures and processed that dictate where the thermometer can be placed, how high from the ground, in shade/in direct sunlight/in a windy area/in an area with lot of reflective surfaces/in and around a black box etc etc etc. If I had a black set of wheels, or heavily tinted glass, I’m sure it’ be a tad bit higher.