In the spirit of the National Day of Forgiveness I asked M to forgive me for the following (in addition to a multitude of other sins):
* calling him "Generic Mohamed"
He just sort of looked at me and sighed.
Anyway, here's a photo of us in Moroccan clothes. I'm wearing my dragon lady caftan. Any resemblance to a flight attendant for China Airlines is purely accidental.
Er...Sunni? With some crazy Berber customs thrown in?
Both of us are getting haircuts tomorrow. He's starting to look like a daggy sheep and I hate my Condaleeza Rice flip.
Hopefully the next time I wear the dragon lady caftan I'll be in much better shape.
Ta! Too bad M isn't wearing his little red hat.
Here's a list of my other sins (from the post on his b'day):
* making him listen to the sound of frying bacon during Ramadan
* telling him that my period lasts 10 days
* claiming that the CAT scan was to check for personality defects
you sound like a very cheeky wife...
not only the sound but the smell of bacon during ramadan... do you have no empathy?
all this asking forgiveness could backfire... "what do you mean your periods only really last for 5 days???? you don't love me! i'm leaving!!!!" you know, that sort of thing :)
i want a man who wears a fez. especially a shimmery shiny one like that...
On April 2nd, 2006 11:53 am (UTC), (Anonymous) commented:
Sylvia, you absolutely crack me up! Poor Mohammed Bob. The dude had no clue what he was getting into when he snagged you! However, as your favorite crush, I have to say, he's one lucky Sunni Berber non-bacon-frying Ramadan guy.
Love your Condi flip. Now if only she was a vivacious as you are... And by the way--can you direct me to the nearest exit, please? Loved the dress. You look simply luscious...