Khawaja: Jokes and Fun

It's a pleasure inviting you to this Iftar...

Last weekend, mE, Hama and little Jood have rushed to Syria for an amazing trip. I consider that was a perfect opportunity for us to refresh and break out the daily routine while visiting an extraordinary destinations in Syria...

Jood was so cute "mashallah"; mE and Hama were about to eat her!, but the delicious food was enough to keep her safe this time ;)

This trip, I didn't use my digital photo camera that much, since I started to use our new video camera which recorded so nice moments we've spent there..

Damascus the capital was not up-to my expectation, I felt like this city has to be more organized and more beautiful. Being an old city doesn't mean it is acceptable to be less clean and messed up.

Summer resorts like Khadra and Fega was disgusting! I've been there 10 years ago while water was flowing around the place making it such a tranquil romantic atmosphere. but now, water are getting shallow and the place is no longer attractive for tourists.

On the other hand, We have spent a wonderful time at Blodan and Beqqan. The municipality of these two districts were keen to organize buildings and the green areas to come up with a wonderful landscape.

We made our own adventures at Hamidieh Shopping "Mall" and the Omayyad Mosque, it was really remarkable moments with pigeons, merchants and the mangonel of Saladin.

On the way back to Jordan, I was annoyed with the behaviors of Jordanian police officers on the borders; unfortunately, they were arrogant and frowning all the time! I hate to say that ... but this is the truth, I wish they would join a training course in customer service!

I conclude here with few nice photos from Syria.. while preparing to compress video files and post them online soon enshallah...

Ramadan Kareeeeeeeem :)

The Dream!

After she woke up, Cathy told her husband, Rodney, "I just dreamed that you gave me a pearl necklace for Valentine's day. What do you think it means?"

"You'll know on Valentine's Day." Rodney answered.

On Valentine's Day, Rodney came home with a small package and gave it to his wife. Delighted, Cathy opened it to find a book entitled, "The Meaning Of dreams."

"The Prophet used to lean on my lap and recite Qur'an while I was in menses."

"I would drink when I was menstruating, then I would hand it (the vessel) to the Prophet (PBUH) and he would put his mouth where mine ad been, and drink."

-A'ishah (The Prophet's wife)

When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss!

The brain said, "I should be boss because I control the whole body's responses and functions." The feet said, "We should be Boss as we carry the brain about and get him to where he wants to go." The hands said, "We should be the boss because we do all the work and earn all the money."

And so it went on and on with the heart, the lungs, and the eyes until finally the asshole spoke up. All the parts laughed at the idea of the asshole being the Boss. So the asshole went on strike, blocked itself up and refused to work.

Within a short time the eyes became crossed, the hands clenched, the feet twitched, the heart and lungs began to panic and the brain fevered.

Eventually they all decided that the asshole should be the boss, so the motion was passed. All the other parts did all the work while the Boss just sat and assed out the shit!

Moral of the story:
You don't need brains to be a boss - any asshole will do. :)