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Feb. 26th, 2005 06:52 amToday is either Kuwait's observence of its National Day or its Liberation after the first Gulf War. Whichever occasion is obsevered today, tomorrow is the other. i can never keep them straight. This year it has meant a long weekend for me. We only did necessary stuff yesterday because the whole country is out celebrating. We took shau dog out for his run, and at every entrance on to the main road there were check points. i don't know if the police were actually looking for someone, or if they were just making their presence felt in an attempt to keep the really crazy ones off the road. If it was the latter, it was working because we saw no new traffic accidents. But we both commented about whether the new trees planted at one particularly accident-prone intesection would be standing on Monday. The road in front of the apartment building has been fairly quiet but tonight will probably tell the tale.
The method of celebration of these two days is to drive the main drag of an area whose streets are lined with people, young and old alike, who have spray cans filled with soap foam. Windows and doors and tires and hoods and people, if the windows are open, are spayed with the foam. It makes a horrid mess on the cars, but it harmless. One year we made the mistake of driving down a road filled with revelers. Max was a pup and even with the car windows closed, he was terrified at all the excitement. We haven't done that again. One year, we accidently came upon an amazing fireworks show. i doubt that will happen again tonight; right now it is so foggy i can't see the marina entrance lights or the boats in the little bay across the street. Max is outlooking over the balcony rail, wondering what on earth happened to the world. One year we made the mistake of going into the city for dinner. Neither of us is accustomed to eating our evening meal after 10 pm, but that is what happened. We left the apartment about 6 and traffic was sooooo bad, it took us 3 1/2 hours to get from Salmiya to Kuwait City, a distance of about 6 miles. It is farther from Fahaheel to Salmiya by almost double, and that leg only took 30 minutes.
Master left this morning for up north. Already i am affected by His departure. Perhaps He will be back tomorrow night, or not. And most likely, if He isn't back tomorrow, i won't see Him again for a couple of weeks. i really try not to think about how much i hate this arrangement, but sometimes....
Sarah is going to camp. August 14-19, this year. The deposit check was mailed this week, it should arrive before the Feb. 28 deadline. She seems excited. She had received the papers several days before but had set them on her CCTV desk and had forgotten about them. She found them by accident as she was cleaning. Auntie Nurse helped her complete the forms and told her when she was going.
The method of celebration of these two days is to drive the main drag of an area whose streets are lined with people, young and old alike, who have spray cans filled with soap foam. Windows and doors and tires and hoods and people, if the windows are open, are spayed with the foam. It makes a horrid mess on the cars, but it harmless. One year we made the mistake of driving down a road filled with revelers. Max was a pup and even with the car windows closed, he was terrified at all the excitement. We haven't done that again. One year, we accidently came upon an amazing fireworks show. i doubt that will happen again tonight; right now it is so foggy i can't see the marina entrance lights or the boats in the little bay across the street. Max is outlooking over the balcony rail, wondering what on earth happened to the world. One year we made the mistake of going into the city for dinner. Neither of us is accustomed to eating our evening meal after 10 pm, but that is what happened. We left the apartment about 6 and traffic was sooooo bad, it took us 3 1/2 hours to get from Salmiya to Kuwait City, a distance of about 6 miles. It is farther from Fahaheel to Salmiya by almost double, and that leg only took 30 minutes.
Master left this morning for up north. Already i am affected by His departure. Perhaps He will be back tomorrow night, or not. And most likely, if He isn't back tomorrow, i won't see Him again for a couple of weeks. i really try not to think about how much i hate this arrangement, but sometimes....
Sarah is going to camp. August 14-19, this year. The deposit check was mailed this week, it should arrive before the Feb. 28 deadline. She seems excited. She had received the papers several days before but had set them on her CCTV desk and had forgotten about them. She found them by accident as she was cleaning. Auntie Nurse helped her complete the forms and told her when she was going.
