Reminiscing

Taxi!


This was first posted on March 3, 2010 and I am now reposting it in honor of Ugly Duckling’s post, Characteristics of a Jordanian Cab Driver. She is so dead on with her observations, yet again. What am ¬†doing here in front of my computer before even drinking my first cup of coffee when I […]

Just so you know, the chicken comes first.


At least that’s how it goes on the soon to be egg-producing chicken farm my husband is starting. Today we took the kids on a road trip a half an hour’s drive out of Amman to see the farm for the first time. The chickens are growing nicely and by the end of summer we […]

I love . . .


I love the cool breeze after a long hot day. I love not having to leave when I’d much rather stay. I love the sound of children when they are busy at play, Spending their days without strife. I love waking up early with not four kids but one Giving us the chance for some […]

Interview with my kids


Something I did last year. Just uncovered it today. Sorry folks for not being around more, but this will entertain you. Excuse Alia, she was being a nutcase that day. . . Alia (age 14), Petra (age 6), Rod (age 6), Layali (age 3) . 1. What is something mom always says to you? Hurry […]

Mad about Family Feud


I have a new facebook obsession and I know I am not alone. I am so over Pet Society and Farmville and Mafia Wars and even Wordscraper. The only other game that comes close to my new obsession is Guess the Sketch, but my poor excuse for an internet connection keeps me from playing such […]

Why, Don’t You Look Like A Spring Chicken?


I spent a lot of time growing up just hanging around at my grandparent’s house. They lived on a farm at the end of a winding road in the hills of Pennsylvania. My grandfather was actually born on that farm. That farm has a name, Greenwald Farm, because it was walled in with green mountains. […]

Fly, Lady, Fly


When I was just a girl, I had it in my head that I wanted to be in the Guinness Book of World Records for something. I probably was watching too much of the Brady Bunch or something. Just what would be my claim to fame? That didn’t matter as much as just being in […]