<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067</id><updated>2011-10-19T22:13:44.285-04:00</updated><category term='high expectations'/><category term='venture'/><category term='settling in'/><category term='away'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='pacify'/><category term='Fulla doll'/><category term='humiliation'/><category term='Ramadan'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='moral support'/><category term='Niqab'/><category term='on par'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Change'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='packing'/><category term='Slavery'/><category term='eid'/><category term='wealth'/><category term='Conversation'/><category term='anger'/><category term='evil'/><category term='Pity'/><category term='private  blog'/><category term='self pity'/><category term='greed'/><category term='Hadiths'/><category term='kids'/><category term='sin'/><category term='haram'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='Aristole'/><category term='New York'/><category term='lehenga'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='parties'/><category term='company you keep'/><category term='Superwomen'/><category term='store'/><category term='oppression'/><category term='Daughters'/><category term='oppressors'/><category term='Saudi'/><category term='10 random things'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='Jumaa'/><category term='clan'/><category term='brood'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='Love'/><category term='about me'/><category term='power'/><category term='salwar kameez'/><category term='Muslims'/><category term='back-biting'/><category term='Alpha personality'/><category term='veil'/><category term='moving'/><category term='animals'/><category term='support'/><category term='doubt'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Cairo'/><category term='end results'/><category term='sugar scrub'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='bath salt'/><category term='tutor'/><category term='harm'/><category term='excuses'/><category term='disturbing'/><category term='birth'/><category term='Allah'/><category term='random things'/><category term='Ebay'/><category term='arrogance'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='washer'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='arguing'/><category term='Sisters'/><category term='the letter A'/><category term='Sister'/><category term='Khalil Gibran'/><category term='clothing'/><category term='passages'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='Checking in'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='potty traning'/><category term='slander'/><category term='Umm Travis'/><category term='comments'/><category term='update'/><category term='math'/><category term='KSA'/><category term='english'/><category term='Princess'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='living life'/><category term='meeting'/><category term='Ramadan Mubarak'/><category term='Entrepreneurship'/><category term='Beginnings'/><category term='Liberation'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='words'/><category term='Gaza'/><category term='catty'/><category term='abaya'/><category term='Palestine'/><category term='writing'/><category term='health'/><category term='Sisterhood'/><category term='honor'/><category term='pilgrimage'/><category term='addicted'/><category term='Victoria Secret bras'/><category term='Egypt'/><category term='Desi bride'/><category term='Loose ends;mixed reactions'/><category term='projects'/><category term='negativity'/><category term='Protect our children'/><category term='goodbyes'/><category term='sickening'/><category term='responsibilities'/><category term='misery'/><category term='home'/><category term='travel'/><category term='UAE'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='shout-out'/><category term='Random thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='entries'/><category term='studying'/><category term='always there for you'/><category term='husbands'/><category term='pics'/><category term='mirror images'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='business'/><category term='hajj'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='rehab'/><category term='masjid'/><category term='relaxation mode'/><category term='mistakes'/><category term='brother'/><category term='fracture'/><category term='Boredom'/><category term='reflecting'/><category term='hubby'/><category term='school'/><category term='satisfy'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='expats'/><category term='Mom of the Year Award'/><category term='people'/><category term='superwoman'/><category term='molestation'/><category term='baby'/><category term='strength'/><category term='Mecca'/><category term='errors'/><category term='henna'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='busy'/><category term='Free'/><category term='arrival'/><category term='Education'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Award'/><category term='ankle'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='Diatribe'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='petty'/><category term='Hijab'/><category term='pretentiousness'/><category term='new addition'/><category term='Pakistani'/><category term='commands'/><category term='phoniness'/><category term='Medicine'/><category term='Racism'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Desktop backgrounds'/><category term='slaves'/><category term='grateful'/><category term='covering properly'/><category term='cures'/><category term='depressing'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='friends'/><category term='barefoot empress'/><category term='greatness'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='cherish'/><category term='children'/><category term='private blog'/><category term='off track'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='favorites'/><category term='acceptance'/><category term='culture'/><category term='Boycott'/><category term='goals'/><category term='praying'/><category term='trip'/><category term='life'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='time'/><category term='for sale'/><category term='passion'/><category term='self-righteousness'/><category term='superficial'/><category term='must haves'/><category term='missing'/><category term='boutique'/><category term='modern day slavery'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Muslimahs'/><category term='Haagen Dazs'/><category term='cinnamon and honey'/><title type='text'>Thoughts from the desk of the Barefoot Empress...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3596122722293634222</id><published>2011-06-04T16:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T17:11:08.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Desertion!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzC_bSZJAmI/TeqeGid6xdI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/E22Jg_osJHU/s1600/santorini-sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzC_bSZJAmI/TeqeGid6xdI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/E22Jg_osJHU/s320/santorini-sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614473720639440338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum, my dearest people...... and hello to everyone/anyone else reading my blurb... yeah, it's been a LOOOONG while since the Empress has passed through... I know, this action is called desertion or abandonment but I HAVE been busy! Six months worth of busy... on many different levels. And I must admit, a little lazy too with sitting down to actually type about life nowadays- as I have stated before, it's become toooo easy to keep up with family and friends on FB... I just type a few lines and hit that "share" button = life and/or thoughts sent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have happened in six months, Alhamdulillah, mostly all good so I don't where to exactly begin... there hasn't been anything "major" to report about... just keeping up the brood with the eldest two being in school- handling their studies and trying to keep them on track with all the have to do... it's amazing just how much work the wee ones get these days... my daughter will enter 2nd grade in the fall, and I must tell  you, the work load from last year with ALL the textbooks was astounding!!!! But my Naughty Princess worked very diligently so she did well, thanks and praises be to Allah! And add to all that schoolwork, she and her brother have a Qur'an/Arabic teacher who comes to our home 3-4 times per week for 2 hours each session.... and she gives her a bunch of homework too each class!!! My daughter's school year ritual: off the bus, wash her hands, have a snack, within that hour span- in with tutor for 2 hours, dinner and homework simultaneously since the work load is unbelievable... so she can sleep by 8! Poor thing.... so my reward for her hard work? A nice little Princess party!!! I invited a bunch of little girls so they could all play "dress up" and eat and run around... complete with princess crowns and coloring books.... along with face painting and my favorite obsession, henna! They all had a blast and it appears all the Mommies had a good time as well.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, I'm prepping my third child for baby class for the fall... my big dilemma right now? Finding a good/safe/educationally sound preschool to enroll him in for the summer... I want to get him ready and used to the idea of not being with me or seeing me all day.... I don't want him to have a panic attack or start crying when the school year rolls around so I think this is a good time for my "shadow" to gain some more independence.... but all the best preschools have no space!!! So, what is a Mom to do when she's looking to make it happen for her kid? Call and play the "art of negotiation".... that's what all the smart Mommies try to do anyways... ha! What can I tell ya... you can take the girl outta New York.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ideas/past passions lingering in my mind that I need to tie up, do something with but I don't know where to begin exactly... some has to do with writing (book and article writing) and the other stuff is centered around my brood.... my biggest problem is that living in Cairo, it's hard to find or get to the resources you need in order to be successful... some things we would find to be trivial back home is a BIG to-do here... and it sucks. Either people don't know, it doesn't exist here or it's insanely mega expensive to obtain.... I guess the mentality is, if you're smart enough to know about it or seek it out, you got the mula to pay for it..... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... will I promise like I have in the past to post on Fridays... nah, I can't make the commitment especially with summer being here... I'll be busy scooting the bigger kids to practices, Insha'Allah (gotta make them well-rounded) and back home in the afternoons for a jump start on next year's Arabic and keep up with their Qur'an lessons.... while I find and hopefully be "scooting" the third spawn back and forth to his summer session... somewhere.... which means I'll just have my Mini-me son at home, attached like glue to my lap...... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these lines find all of you in the very best of everything.... and I will try to pop back in sooner than six months from now!!! Sending you all my warmest wishes...... be well!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3596122722293634222?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3596122722293634222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3596122722293634222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3596122722293634222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3596122722293634222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2011/06/desertion.html' title='Desertion!!!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzC_bSZJAmI/TeqeGid6xdI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/E22Jg_osJHU/s72-c/santorini-sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6018677187389415349</id><published>2010-12-15T01:26:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:47:57.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back-biting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='company you keep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisterhood'/><title type='text'>Sisterhood: Are YOU your sister's keeper? The lost art of friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TQh5rj_1tPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/bZ0qrQhHFgo/s1600/0niqab_sokabs_235243601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TQh5rj_1tPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/bZ0qrQhHFgo/s320/0niqab_sokabs_235243601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550820330038473970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum everyone in the blog world.... you know, I have been talking about an issue for a while as I've been watching how we, as Muslim women, embrace each other with companionship/friendship... and our relationships amongst ourselves have deteriorated into nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met more than a few women after moving here to Cairo and me being me, embraced everyone for "face value" but after a while, you "weed out" the not-so good ones and keep the rest... meaning I see if the person is one I would want to keep company with long enough to consider her a friend: is she upstanding? A backbiter? A slanderer? A liar? A drama queen? These type of people are counter-productive... and very bad for YOUR Islam. You ARE the company you keep as if you don't start out that way eventually you WILL become part of that which they do... seriously, are you looking for extra sins??? I know I have more than enough to repent for, as we all do but you need to protect yourself and your deen from the fitnah that lies within these treacherous borders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An honorable sister posted a good message in one of the Muslimah forums on Facebook about backbiting/slander which I think, would be beneficial for ALL to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaamu alaikum everyone, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some   of the fitnah on here needs to be stopped dead in it's tracks. I am  one  of those people who feels like everything is what you make of it. I   don't think Facebook is evil or that it is a fitnah because the same   people who will be on here causing all kinds of trouble will be on the   phone doing it if they didn't  have internet, or will be at the  masjid saying all kinds of things  etc... it is all about what you make  it but there needs to be an  understanding attained from all of this.  There is NEVER  a reason to  knowingly sin. I don't care if someone is  on your page, in their house  or even in YOUR house sinning, what you do  will go right along with  them, or even do something that is haraam  back, you are just as wrong.  Your being angry is not an excuse.  Honestly, there are only two excuses  for it, either you are not at the  age of understanding (puberty) or you  are majnoon (insane). If you have  a mental disease or ailment, this  isn't the same as being insane.  Being insane means you don't understand  and lack the intellect to  control yourself and your actions. It's not  just having some diagnosis,  no matter what it is, and thinking this is  now an excuse to hurt  others and oppress them with no accountability&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The   Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) said: “The Pen has   been lifted from three: from the insane person who has no control over   his reason until he recovers, from the sleeper until he wakes up, and   from the child until he reaches puberty. ”Narrated by Abu Dawood (4399);   classed as saheeh by al-Albaani in Saheeh Abi Dawood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the   woman asks about her husband the scholar replied in the case of your   husband’s sickness, either he is aware of what he is doing and saying,   or he is not aware. If he is aware, then he is accountable for what he   says and does, and it is not permissible for him to accuse you or to   fail to raise his children; he must do what Allah has enjoined upon him   of acts of worship and obedience, and not do that which Allah has   forbidden. In this case you must carry out all marital duties and it is   not permissible for you to neglect them. If he is not aware of what he   is saying and doing as the result of this sickness, then he is no  longer  accountable for what he says and does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you can see  from the  above statements, you can't have some and not the other...  Either you  understand and know what you are doing is wrong or you  don't. If you do,  then you do and using a mental ailment as an excuse  (unless it is  valid) is not a reason to mistreat and oppress others.  The way I feel  personally is that if enough of us put in some mental  symptoms that we  experience into Google, I am sure we would have some  kind of diagnosis  at the end of the day, myself included. I am pretty  sure I would come  out with anger management issues, and maybe even  ADD... At times, I am  sure I was even depressed... but it was and still  is NO reason for me to  do wrong against myself, or others, and most  importantly, my lord. As  he is an ever all watcher over us and knows  what we do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prophet  Muhammad  said :"Do you know what backbiting  is?" They said, "God and  His Messenger know best." He then said, "It  is to say something about  your brother that he would dislike." Someone  asked him, "But what if  what I say is true?" The Messenger of God   said, "If what you say about  him is true, you are backbiting him, but  if it is not true then you have  slandered him." (Muslim)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I   asked the Messenger of God : Who is the best Muslim? The Messenger of   God replied, "He is the one from whom Muslims are safe from the evil of   his tongue and hands." (Muslim) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When  man wakes up in the  morning each day, all parts of the body warn the  tongue saying, ‘Fear  God as regards us for we are at your mercy; if you  are upright, we will  be upright and if you are crooked, we become  crooked.’" (At-Tirmidhee)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Backbiting   isn't only something that someone does about one person, it could even   be about a group of people. And before you go listening to what  someone  says about someone else, just remember that it may not be  something that  is true that is being stated. The person could be out  right lying or  lying by omission. I have seen it so much where people  tell only what  others do to them, not what they do to other people.  Then everyone is  looking at the other person as if they have wronged  the other individual  when really, it was none of your business to begin  with and it didn't  help you to find out and would not have hurt you to  never know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was narrated by Abu Hurairah that the Messenger   (Salallahu Alayhi Wa Salaam) said, "Whoever believes in Allah and the  Last Day, let him speak good or remain silent." Sahih Bukhari.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allah said what was translated in the Qur'an, "Oppression is worse than murder." (Surah Baqarah: Ayah 192)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even   if you are not the one saying something about anyone else, if you are   listening and lending an ear to it, then you are just as guilty and  will  carry the same sin. We all have the ability to cut it off at the  head  and end it often time before it even begins. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here  is a suggestion... the  next time someone comes and tells you what  someone did to them, ask them  what they did to make this person do  this. If they come acting  innocent, just remember that if the other  person has any sense about  themselves, then you are NOT getting the  whole story. You get what you  give. If you are not going to get both  sides to the story, then don't  lend an ear to either side as this is  what is fair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I  personally feel that was a very powerful message.... what happened to  being your sister's keeper? Most women are so shallow these days, they  don't (or won't) form bonds with women for STUPID reasons and then they  tend to backbite based on their jealousy... I know what I'm talking  about... it's happened to me. These women (for lack of a better term)  will dislike you and backbite/slander you because your husband is better looking than theirs(!)... or your children are more beautiful than  theirs(!)... or you have some wealth or more means that Allah has blessed  you with... you dress better than them... you live in a nicer home than  them... your husband is from another nationality than you (yes,  people... petty women are even jealous of this)... your shoes are nicer  than theirs... your group of friends is bigger than theirs...  ??????????????????????????  Is this what we as Muslimahs have become? Why not say, "Masha'Allah"  for that sister for all these things that were not begotten by her own  hands but was giving to her by the Most-Merciful Allah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Instead    these SAME sisters who backbite and slander will brag and tell you   they  study Qur'an and Arabic at some of the best centers here and there    along with Fiqh and 'Aqeedah but yet they don't practice or apply    ANYTHING they've learned.... so, your knowledge is for what exactly?    They come home from these same centers of learning and pick up the phone    and slander/backbite her sister about something that happened at    school... something she heard from another sister... maybe something she    saw another sister doing wrong (oh yeah, can't pass up THAT    opportunity!)... or PRYING into people's business to get information    about other sisters which is none of your concern to begin with- what    is this all about? Shaytan has corrupted the minds of more than a few  of   us... and it's starting to wear away at the very fabric which keeps  us   tied together as humans, as women, as MUSLIMAHS in Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And     let's not forget our children... if your children play often enough     with the children of these women, you will more than likely see the   same   from them... the apple tends not to fall too far from the tree.   If  they  see or hear Mommy doing it, then it's normal and okay. And   it's  funny,  kids will "give you up"- have you ever witnessed this scenario: when you know someone is a    backbiter and she  loves to talk about people and YOU ARE the target of the    moment, you  will notice their kids will look at you strange and/or  their behavior towards you will be different... seen   it...  it's happened  to me- and I laugh! But they heard Mommy and ALL   she had  to say about  you... and kids are innocent so what do you   expect? They  are creatures  of their environment... so be mindful who   your kids are  playing with as  well- all the little boys who curse or   swear or beat on  other kids...  and all the "too sassy" little girls   whose Mothers put  colored lip gloss  and/or lipstick and nail polish on   them when they  just stopped wearing  diapers... these are the kind of   girls you want  your daughters playing  with? And when she starts to   like "Amina's look"  and ask you for some,  what do you say? I must tell   you, I'm very  selective with whom my bigger  children play with... both of   them,  Masha'Allah, are good kids and I  want to keep them that way as   long as  possible so I watch the  action/behavior of those kids I let   them be  around. If I see or hear  things that I feel should not the   behavior of  that child, my kids can  not keep their company, full stop.   My kids  circle of friends may not be  big but that's okay as they   don't need to  play with every kid because  all the other sisters let   their kids play  together- if you see something  questionable, I would   suggest removing  your kids from that environment  as well... heed the   warning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I     blogged about this sisterhood issue over the last few years so if  you    have time and care to, read my entries from these periods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/07/sisterhood-where-art-thou.html"&gt;Sisterhood... where are thou?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/07/sisterhood-where-art-thou.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;a href="http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/sisterhood.html"&gt;Sisterhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/moral-support.html"&gt;Moral Support&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-has-sisterhood-gone.html"&gt;Where has sisterhood gone&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We all must try to remem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ber     our duty(ies) to our fellow sister... and do you really want to eat     your sister's flesh? Be mindful of the company you keep for yourself   and   your children... may Allah protect us all from the whispers of  the    dejected one (Insha'Allah, Ameen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A     sweet little Muslimah posted something recently I totally     liked... and I think it reflects my attitude as well... if my circle of     friends here in Cairo perishes, I feel like this: "I'm in my own little     world... that's okay, they know me here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm     ever thankful to Allah for all the friends and sisters who know and     understand the essence and heart of TRUE sisterhood back home... I do miss     them so... may Allah always keep them that way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you be your sister's keeper... or will you eat her flesh??? Think about it..... I love you all for the pleasure of Allah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6018677187389415349?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6018677187389415349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6018677187389415349&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6018677187389415349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6018677187389415349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/12/sisterhood-are-you-your-sisters-keeper.html' title='Sisterhood: Are YOU your sister&apos;s keeper? The lost art of friendship'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TQh5rj_1tPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/bZ0qrQhHFgo/s72-c/0niqab_sokabs_235243601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7726239440944731120</id><published>2010-11-22T05:29:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:36:42.929-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty traning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superwoman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Empress is back........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TOpaSnT3LLI/AAAAAAAAAg0/0w3X0bGWTKQ/s1600/glitter%2Blips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TOpaSnT3LLI/AAAAAAAAAg0/0w3X0bGWTKQ/s320/glitter%2Blips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542341567269252274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum, my people and hello to everyone else in the blog world.... what's new, World???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been very good at keeping my promise with popping in on each and every Friday but life just doesn't permit me to do so.... with four little ones, life here can be hectic.... there's always something or somebody waiting or needing my attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog a few days ago only to find out just before that my internet service was out... my home phone service was out for over a week so they managed to fix that problem but in the process, they did something to my internet service.. so they called me on my house phone and basically said "okay, we fixed your phone so you can talk now but we jacked your internet service... call the company to fix it.... you're on your own".... thanks, phone people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, a very lovely sister I know just returned from a fab trip to Turkey and she brought back some goodies I requested.... can't WAIT to see it!!! I'm in need of a vacation myself but my biggest babies are in school so no time to get away. I soooo need a change of scenery but I have no way of escaping..... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to potty train Little Papi starting next month... he's definitely ready now and it's time since I'll be looking to get him "prepped" for baby class in his brother and sister's school come September... so I'm thinking about putting him in a nursery for half a day starting the beginning of the new year so he can be relaxed and not cry when it's time to start the "real" school next fall... he's kinda clingy and I don't want him to cry his head off when it comes time for us to part.... doing it the right way can save your child from experiencing any psychological issues.... I don't want to traumatize my baby! Masha'Allah, for all those who know him, he's a REAL show-stopper and outgoing kid (half of Cairo already know who he is and his name- he attracts ALOT of people) but he needs to spend some time away from me now in order to gain some independence.... aww, then I'll only have one baby left..... my beloved Papito (Masha'Allah).....:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to getting my mind back on track... I haven't been feeling like my overly confidant self for the past few months... and it kinda bothered me. I've always known exactly what I wanted and how I wanted it but for some reason, I've kind of been "side tracked" meaning my mind has been in too many places and I felt strange not knowing what I should do next.... for all those who know me, that's not me!!! But I chalk it all up as having my plate running over for the last 2 years... yeah, soon it will be 2 years since I parted from my friends and family, my land, my home, my language (LOL) and trekked to the other side of the world with three small kids ages then 4, 2 and 6 months while being 5 months pregnant... all alone to start a new life!!! Many called me crazy... most thought I was losing my mind.... alot thought I wouldn't go through with it especially after I found out I was pregnant again BUT I did it!!! I'm not a weak person and when I set my mind to something, it's pretty much a sealed deal so I proceeded as planned.... but anyhow, mentally, I purchased a "bigger" plate so Anisa can be (and feel like) Anisa again.... I have NO TIME to be uncertain.... to doubt myself and what I'm doing... gotta keep moving forward!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you keep me and my family in your prayers.... as we try to live a pleasing life to Allah and do what's best for our family... some time to best thing isn't always the easiest thing so I do what I must for the sake of those I cherish and love.... and hope and pray, in the end, it will prove to have been worth all the trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a woman (... a Superwoman but still only mortal... LOL) who was thrown into the lion's den and trying to come out victorious AND unscratched... ya think I can do it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like my post pic? Anyhoo, it was a mental note to myself... anybody coming to Cairo soon, please holla at me... I sooo need some new MAC lip glass.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good, take care and do a random act of kindness to gain some rewards... and remember to try to love those who don't love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7726239440944731120?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7726239440944731120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7726239440944731120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7726239440944731120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7726239440944731120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/11/empress-is-back.html' title='The Empress is back........'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TOpaSnT3LLI/AAAAAAAAAg0/0w3X0bGWTKQ/s72-c/glitter%2Blips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3363892705623277858</id><published>2010-10-04T07:21:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T02:21:26.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>A litte time to gab........ !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TKnEeuL-X0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oKdyHCYU1ks/s1600/I-AM-AMERICA_RidzDesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TKnEeuL-X0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oKdyHCYU1ks/s320/I-AM-AMERICA_RidzDesign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524162450019999554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum and greetings to the rest of the crew out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a moment to sit as my two eldest spawns (lol) are in school while the other two make a mess with all the toys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to check in and see how everyone was doing out there in the world... anything new anyone care to share? Life has been busy here but with small things like getting the rugrats ready for the new school year and spending some quality time with my other half.... we had a great summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, if anyone of you come here to live for any amount of time, DO NOT buy any house hold items from a company called Olympic... you can have a warranty with them and they will make you call time after time, send a technician who will basically come look at said item and tell you everything is good. I have an 11 kg washer/dryer and ever since I had this stupid thing, it's been one problem after the next. It's come down to me screaming into the phone at customer service and demanding supervisors..... and it doesn't matter- here they don't pride themselves in their work or ethics so it's like screaming at a wall. If this were to happen in America, for sure this problem would have been solved MONTHS ago as people don't want their company to have a bad rep so they take care of the problem... sooooo not the case here- they could care less. It's sickening, tiresome and disgusting. My hubby had the delightful experience of being able to witness the daily antics here with the companies, cleaners and other workers.... and his reaction?????? Pfft..... LOL..... told him. Initially, he thought I was "overacting" with my re-enactments via telephone but he saw first hand their lack of knowledge, crappy attitudes, and the sluggish temperament of the lot..... I can't even be angry anymore- it's become like one HUGE joke.... yeah, HA HA..... Dude, where's the flippin' hidden camera?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the daily melodrama here, life has been quiet which I guess is good. My online store is there but it's not the fulfillment I was looking for.... I'm kinda looking for something else to do with my time. I want to make something/open something but here it's not easy to make money like back home.... here people want stuff, but they expect to get it for nothing- can't make anything here worth anything because there won't be a profitable return so I'm kinda stuck with ideas. I thought about just forgetting the whole idea of starting something but I want to be productive AND earn some cash.... hey, I got four kids, Masha'Allah!!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yesss, my brother is coming to pay us a visit!!!! I'm excited and he's thrilled as he misses his niece and nephews...... it's gonna be nice, Insha'Allah, to have him here. It'll be his first time in Egypt so he'll be armed with his high-powered camera and BIG lens for all the pics I'm sure he's gonna take. As a hobby, he's a photographer and drawing artist so I'm sure this trip will give him lots of fresh material to work on upon his return home! Can't wait to see what he comes up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it's time for me to take a seat on the sofa for cartoons and continue the "munch fest" with Little Papi and Papito before the Naughty Princess and Big Papi's bus arrive.... then it's all business with homework and dinner!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody be safe, take care.... and be happy! Thanks for reading..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I LOVE my post pic.... American Muslimahs, REPRESENT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3363892705623277858?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3363892705623277858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3363892705623277858&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3363892705623277858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3363892705623277858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/10/litte-time-to-gab.html' title='A litte time to gab........ !'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TKnEeuL-X0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oKdyHCYU1ks/s72-c/I-AM-AMERICA_RidzDesign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1386184530806200478</id><published>2010-08-31T12:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T13:03:41.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eid'/><title type='text'>For all you Ebay people..... and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TH01qfHPqOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xAB8tPrUDCs/s1600/Costa-Rica1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TH01qfHPqOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xAB8tPrUDCs/s320/Costa-Rica1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511620522994018530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salaam Alaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just popping by to mention a few little things.... My hubby decided to list some clothing items on Ebay so all you who enjoy wholesale and have a home business, sell at vending fairs, at the masjid, etc., I think we might have something for you! If you check below this post, you will see the listing for the auction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly miss all my sistas back home.... and for all of you reading this, please know that I love you all and can't wait to see you!!!! InshaAllah, I intend to be home next year for Ramadan... and we'll be in the new masjid, MashaAllah!!! I'm tooooo excited..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, since it's been the holiday, Life's Mosaic has been put on hold til after Eid, InshaAllah- then at that point, I'll send invites for those whom I think may be interested in the antics of my brood...... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So til next time, take care, be safe and if we don't link up again.... Eid Mubarak!!!! May Allah (SWT) have mercy on us all and accept our prayers and duas...... &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1386184530806200478?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1386184530806200478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1386184530806200478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1386184530806200478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1386184530806200478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-all-you-ebay-people-and-other-stuff.html' title='For all you Ebay people..... and other stuff'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TH01qfHPqOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/xAB8tPrUDCs/s72-c/Costa-Rica1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7381439416840338751</id><published>2010-08-31T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:12:57.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wholesale Lot Abaya, Hijab, Jilbab, Islamic Clothing - eBay (item 150486722458 end time Sep-28-10 14:46:27 PDT)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem=&amp;amp;item=150486722458&amp;amp;ssPageName=STRK%3AMESELX%3AIT"&gt;Wholesale Lot Abaya, Hijab, Jilbab, Islamic Clothing - eBay (item 150486722458 end time Sep-28-10 14:46:27 PDT)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7381439416840338751?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem=&amp;item=150486722458&amp;ssPageName=STRK%3AMESELX%3AIT' title='Wholesale Lot Abaya, Hijab, Jilbab, Islamic Clothing - eBay (item 150486722458 end time Sep-28-10 14:46:27 PDT)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7381439416840338751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7381439416840338751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7381439416840338751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7381439416840338751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/wholesale-lot-abaya-hijab-jilbab.html' title='Wholesale Lot Abaya, Hijab, Jilbab, Islamic Clothing - eBay (item 150486722458 end time Sep-28-10 14:46:27 PDT)'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5909777628415763385</id><published>2010-08-14T22:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:54:47.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barefoot empress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boutique'/><title type='text'>The Barefoot Empress Boutique is OPEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGdWtHdPEQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/v0LIVbqFavY/s1600/bride-henna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGdWtHdPEQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/v0LIVbqFavY/s320/bride-henna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505464402579493122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum to my brothers and sisters and greetings to everyone else in the blog world... just wanted to give a "heads up" that the Barefoot Empress Boutique is now open for business on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fiddling around with everything and I'm NOWHERE near finished with adding items to the store but I decided to open with what I had the chance to list.... it has been a long process! Between taking pics of everything, the home, the kids, the hubby, and now the Holy month of Ramadan has begun, I usually start my "night job" of creating item numbers and descriptions and uploading pics after the kids sleep up until Fajr... InshaAllah, the initial set up of anything can be painstaking and tedious in the beginning- such is life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo, if anyone is interested in giving my little shop a look-see, please feel free to do so... AND as an extra added bonus, if you click that you "LIKE" me, you'll receive a discount off your purchase.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to hear what you think of the items listed.... honest feedback to give me a better idea what people may want... I bought all those goodies based on the area and people (and what appealed to me) but a store location and an online store could turn out to be two different things... so let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to buy something for yourself, your sisters, your sisters in Islam, your wife, husband, brother, kids, blah blah blah.... you get the idea...... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also added a little do-hickey Facebook thingy on the side of this blog so you can click to "like" from this site or you can click on one of the pics to take you to the FB fan page photos..... which is great as you'll be able to see the close-up detail on all the clothing items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer my page to your friends and family, InshaAllah.... please remember me and make dua for me and my family... and my store, InshaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I was looking for something to do.... this JUST might be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5909777628415763385?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5909777628415763385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5909777628415763385&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5909777628415763385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5909777628415763385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/barefoot-empress-boutique-is-open.html' title='The Barefoot Empress Boutique is OPEN!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGdWtHdPEQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/v0LIVbqFavY/s72-c/bride-henna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6869868319892701701</id><published>2010-08-13T06:20:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T06:43:42.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Iftar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUhHNyIWfI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XDVBVQankg4/s1600/IftarDinnerPlatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUhHNyIWfI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XDVBVQankg4/s320/IftarDinnerPlatter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504842527373023730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUg072WfdI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kWXz6HV4g3Q/s1600/iftar-bread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUg072WfdI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kWXz6HV4g3Q/s320/iftar-bread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504842213321244114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUg0tQufUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/HMRgc_VfJxU/s1600/dates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUg0tQufUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/HMRgc_VfJxU/s320/dates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504842209405336898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful images of iftar... even one pic from one my favorite foodie  blogs: &lt;a href="http://yasmeen-healthnut.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yasmeen Health  Nut!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUfXWmZrrI/AAAAAAAAAfE/tLAiw5oeRG4/s1600/ramadan-tea-and-dates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUfXWmZrrI/AAAAAAAAAfE/tLAiw5oeRG4/s320/ramadan-tea-and-dates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504840605594398386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUedUrkRdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/cwWn57bktnQ/s1600/closed+McDonalds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUedUrkRdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/cwWn57bktnQ/s320/closed+McDonalds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504839608646780370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUed7zDOvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/D5kWYTEs-Zo/s1600/10k+iftaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUed7zDOvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/D5kWYTEs-Zo/s320/10k+iftaar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504839619147152114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6869868319892701701?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6869868319892701701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6869868319892701701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6869868319892701701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6869868319892701701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/iftar.html' title='Iftar!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGUhHNyIWfI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XDVBVQankg4/s72-c/IftarDinnerPlatter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6737355412487669121</id><published>2010-08-11T05:36:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T06:30:13.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan Mubarak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Ramadan Mubarak!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyLeft" title="Align Left" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 10);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Left" class="gl_align_left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Salaam Alaikum my brothers and sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say to everyone have a very joyous, happy and healthy Ramadan..... spend it doing the best of deeds, feeding the poor, helping someone, showing more love to one another, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJyRi4AJTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xREWZa32-eE/s1600/ramadan-2009-north-america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJyRi4AJTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xREWZa32-eE/s320/ramadan-2009-north-america.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504087340345206066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reading Quran and other books of beneficial knowledge, and praying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJyR-TNSrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/rpv-ZOdHgtw/s1600/AL_QURAN_by_juba_paldf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJyR-TNSrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/rpv-ZOdHgtw/s320/AL_QURAN_by_juba_paldf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504087347707071154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt if I'll &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJySF_bzkI/AAAAAAAAAds/yXEhqcwMHrU/s1600/ramadan+kareem+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJySF_bzkI/AAAAAAAAAds/yXEhqcwMHrU/s320/ramadan+kareem+hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504087349771619906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;be back with any updates of any sort just &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJySf0c6NI/AAAAAAAAAd0/24QQSOVhh_k/s1600/ramadan01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJySf0c6NI/AAAAAAAAAd0/24QQSOVhh_k/s320/ramadan01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504087356704876754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maybe to post some beautiful pics of this remarkable month.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From me and my family to you and yours, may Allah (SWT) accept all our prayers and duas.... please remember to make dua for me and mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love from the Empress, the Pakistani            Prince, the Naughty Princess, Big Papi, Little Papi &amp;amp; Papito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6737355412487669121?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6737355412487669121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6737355412487669121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6737355412487669121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6737355412487669121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadan-mubarak.html' title='Ramadan Mubarak!!!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TGJyRi4AJTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xREWZa32-eE/s72-c/ramadan-2009-north-america.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4378079202008450671</id><published>2010-08-07T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T18:03:47.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private blog'/><title type='text'>Random Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TF3YFrfiUvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/t_AXWrP78Ec/s1600/fulla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TF3YFrfiUvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/t_AXWrP78Ec/s320/fulla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502791911802557170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum everyone... and greetings to everyone else out there in blog land. I finally had the chance to start my little private blog project... and it's almost complete. The only hold up is for some reason I can't load some pics of my brood onto the blog so as soon as I figure that out, it will be up and running..... and I mulled over more than a few names and came up with something I feel perfectly describes us: Life's Mosaic: Tales from the Noisy Kingdom.... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, since I'm paranoid about "putting my kids out there", I did state that the blog will be private.... so those who know me well (and good enough) will receive an invite to view.... and I hope I don't offend anyone but I feel the need to protect my kids' identities....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mentioned few posts back about me trying to open an Islamic clothing store and the owner turned out to be a big headache so I let the 2 small stores go.... I will be posting on Facebook within the next few days the items for sale. It includes abayas, usdells (overhead or on-the-head garment), a ZILLION hijabs, Saudi and Egyptian niqabs (material is waaaay different), butterfly abayas, girl and teen prayer garments, men &amp;amp; boys thobes, and gloves. I have a slew of very nice bras but I don't know exactly how to handle that one.... taking pics WILL take forever... but I guess that item will get listed sometime this month.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for you ladies in the Cairo area, I will basically be having "open house" for the month of Ramadan so you can purchase direct from me.... and of course, I can ship anywhere. Please tell all the sisters you know whom might be looking for some items for Ramadan and Eid for herself, her family or gifts for the sisters!!! In with keeping everything simplistic enough, the name of the page on Facebook will be "the Barefoot Empress Boutique".......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just in case (again) I don't make it back here, I wish all of you a very happy and healthy Ramadan.... and may Allah (SWT) accept all our prayers and duas... InshaAllah, Ameen!!! I love you all for the pleasure of Allah.... please make dua for me and my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4378079202008450671?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4378079202008450671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4378079202008450671&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4378079202008450671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4378079202008450671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-update.html' title='Random Update'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TF3YFrfiUvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/t_AXWrP78Ec/s72-c/fulla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7394549827752889654</id><published>2010-08-04T08:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:37:22.799-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masjid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private  blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Checking In.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TFleyRNiUII/AAAAAAAAAbg/WuE-Q95S0to/s1600/cherry-blossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TFleyRNiUII/AAAAAAAAAbg/WuE-Q95S0to/s320/cherry-blossoms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501532637516419202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greetings all...... just checking in as previously promised.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about creating a private blog for my babies..... been mulling around a few thoughts about what I would want it to include- haven't narrowed it down yet. I want to make it private as I don't share much info about my brood- as I like to protect them and their identities..... the world can be a strange place and I guess I'm just a little paranoid but that's me. I can't find it within myself to put my kids names and forget about pics, out there for just anyone to look at... feels too weird.... hence the reference to their nicknames here and everywhere else I might mention them.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years fly by soooo quickly and I was thinking about how to preserve this period of their lives... to capture it for me to look at in the later years and for them as well. For them to look back on themselves growing, smiling, fighting, living in a foreign country, making new friends, traveling around Egypt and the sorts. And now, you have the cool option of turning your blog into a book.... which I feel is totally cool- just might do that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, hope everyone is getting ready for the blessed month of Ramadan!!! I'm a mixed bag of emotions as I was looking forward to being in New York, in "my" masjid with my sisters.... doing it how we would do it every year. But instead, I'm here in Cairo, with my family and praying that this year won't anything like the last Ramadan. I was confined, cooped-up and not pleased about not being able to go the masjid.... I already beat that dead horse issue here.... ain't going there again.... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah, I plan to check in again before Ramadan officially starts but if I don't make it back and/or you can't come back to read my blurbs, Ramadan Mubarak!!! Much love and kisses from me and my family to you and yours....... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7394549827752889654?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7394549827752889654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7394549827752889654&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7394549827752889654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7394549827752889654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/08/checking-in.html' title='Checking In.....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TFleyRNiUII/AAAAAAAAAbg/WuE-Q95S0to/s72-c/cherry-blossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5055628212477765251</id><published>2010-07-27T10:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T07:50:20.751-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back-biting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisterhood'/><title type='text'>Sisterhood.... where art thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TE70-C_i0lI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Il58VfSuXMU/s1600/sisterhood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TE70-C_i0lI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Il58VfSuXMU/s320/sisterhood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498601541858415186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum sisters and greetings to everyone else out there reading my little blurbs..... there has been much talk about sisterhood lately or should I say, the lack thereof. It seems many sisters have some serious issues with each other- and most don't even have a reason.... been there. As I've said before, women can be their own worst enemy.... most can't seem to get pass the "cattiness", back-biting, scandalous slander and just making ugly, sour faces at a sister for whatever reason you don't like.... and most don't even know WHY they don't like the other sister: does she dress nicer? Is she prettier? Is she smarter? Is she articulate? Is she married to a handsome brother? Does she have beautiful children? Does she wear slamming shoes? Some may read this and chuckle but these things some sisters have issues with for some stupid reason.... where is sisterhood these days???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not telling you something that I haven't experienced myself especially in the beginning when I "reverted". Then I had a very good job that paid me very nicely, had a beautiful huge apartment in an upscale neighborhood and drove a very nice 4X4, MashaAllah. I later heard after a few gatherings in my home when I wanted to get to know the sisters better, that I was "flaunting" my wealth, thought I was better than others (?????) and was a know-it-all (because at the time I was working on my BS in registered nursing)... where did ALL that come from you ask? To tell you the truth, I don't know! The only thing I could conclude that it was based off of pure envy and jealousy... but why? I never treated anybody "less than" but just the opposite- I tried to make everyone feel very comfortable in my home. I even heard that I went out of my way to impress people with food!!! But I fed the sisters what I had in my freezer..... nothing special. Some said I couldn't possibly eat these things myself on a regular so I was looking to "impress"..... geesh. Lobster tails, shrimp and pasta was my favorite food (still is) but life was different then: great paying job, no kids, single and had access to buy those things regularly. But the long story short, you see how I was being bashed for no reason? Where's the love??? I was a new Muslim, new in this Islamic community and instead of embracing me for the love of Allah and as their new sister, some had their own personal issues with me. Needless to say, the gatherings slowed down to a halt and I immediately got rid of the soon-to-be found-out troublemakers.... I don't deal with garbage and if you have issues with me for SURE you're not welcomed in my home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a sister on Facebook, who, MashaAllah, really tries to correct sisters whom she see might be going down the wrong path with sound, loving advice... but yet in return, she's being talked about and "deleted"..... and more than a few sisters have stated this has happened to them. If someone was posting pure rubbish, you get a million people who click the "like" button but post something about correcting people on their behavior and/or about what we should be doing as Muslims, people have a problem with that. Shouldn't you THANK your sister for pointing out the error and/or bad practice? What's wrong with us as women? As Muslimahs???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we ALL need to rethink our behavior as women..... but as Muslimahs FIRST because just being an ordinary woman, to me, means one thing: the back-biting, envy, jealousy, slander and nasty behavior might be acceptable to most BUT as a Muslim, these things are NOT acceptable.... and forbidden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for your sister what you would love for yourself.... if your sister see you straying from the right path and pulls you up on it, don't go on the offensive and start talking smack.... thank her for caring enough to want to tell you. Some people won't even bother to correct you but laugh at you behind your back and spread gossip about your short-comings.... believe it.... it happens out there amongst us Muslimahs more than some people realize. Your sister want you to be pleasing to the Al-Mighty, Most-Merciful, Oft-Forgiving..... if she didn't care about you and your Hereafter, she would keep her 2 cents to herself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we need to learn to love one another truthfully and stop being so petty.... and I include myself as well as I use to have the tendency to cut people off at their first offense..... my old three-strike rule: it's not right because I'm a Muslim now and this isn't proper. My husband corrected me on this issue when we first married... he told me Muslims don't cut off their relation with their brothers/sisters because they might have done something to hurt you... and he was right. Honestly, I don't do it nowhere near like how I used to (maybe 3-4 times since reverting) but when someone REALLY violates, I mentally wipe their name off the list.... like you never existed.... working on that....... I'm human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all ask Allah (SWT) this upcoming Ramadan to forgive us for our sins and let's make an effort to show REAL love for one another.... and not just for the month of Ramadan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5055628212477765251?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5055628212477765251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5055628212477765251&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5055628212477765251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5055628212477765251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/07/sisterhood-where-art-thou.html' title='Sisterhood.... where art thou?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TE70-C_i0lI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Il58VfSuXMU/s72-c/sisterhood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3944545745170722224</id><published>2010-07-16T06:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:33:12.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='henna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mecca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jumaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>My henna addiction... and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TEA_Igj7VVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/QCjl2n1Nsmg/s1600/ak3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TEA_Igj7VVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/QCjl2n1Nsmg/s320/ak3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494460960804132178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jumaa Mubarak everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to keep my promise of stopping by to post a little something to let you know I'm still here- I think Fridays will be my posting day... a little more free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here trying to decide on what's for lunch... what's for dinner.... and I want to become a little more active here since me and the hubby were discussing "the future" last night. It looks like for sure now we intend to make this place our home. So, I'm thinking about what I can do so I can feel like my old self again. Since I can't attend masjid here, there aren't any projects/gatherings or committees to join..... so what is a sister to do? Groups here come and go: people attend in droves then disappear for lack of interest, other commitments, family issues, moving back to their countries and the list goes on. I was trying to establish an Islamic clothing store here but the owner of the shop turned out to be a real jerk so I let the spot go... I'm not trying to create more of a headache for myself! They ARE a unique breed..... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the idea is to maybe sell some stuff online and from another location here if I find a decent spot- hijabs, abayas, intimate apparel, a few thobes for men and boys and those prayer garments for girls which I see some people actually wear outside around here.... I invested in some quality stuff not garbage and I contacted one of my best girlfriend's who lives in Mecca and shipped some very nice (and different) clothing here... I have the need to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;so I think I'll see how this little venture goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta ask again: if any of you sisters here in Cairo are reading this, does anyone know of a GOOD henna artist??? I'm like really craving a nice henna job with REAL henna NOT black dye!!!!! If ya do, holla back at a sista.... all I can do around here is "ohhh" and "ahhh" over Ash Kumar designs.... his stuff you can get replicated in any decent henna salon home but here.... it's just a dream...... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.... take care, be good, stay positive and try to remember to make dua for your sisters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3944545745170722224?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3944545745170722224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3944545745170722224&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3944545745170722224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3944545745170722224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/07/jumaa-mubarak-everyone-just-trying-to.html' title='My henna addiction... and other stuff'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TEA_Igj7VVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/QCjl2n1Nsmg/s72-c/ak3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6029516885224670065</id><published>2010-06-28T13:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:14:33.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shout-out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Checking in'/><title type='text'>Just popping by........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TCjlX4ISxQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QGKpKy7j2sU/s1600/bejeweled+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487888344317871362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TCjlX4ISxQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QGKpKy7j2sU/s320/bejeweled+feet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd give everyone a quick shout-out since I had 2 seconds to check to see if there were any new comments I needed to post... there was a few so I know someone is still reading! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still keeping up with the lives of most of the people I've come to know here on Blogger- everybody posting their lives on Facebook.... me included! But just thought I would ask: has anyone missed me????? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All things here in Cairo is fine.... spending time with the babies.... kinda wishing I was in NYC for the summer but ya can't have everything!!! But there's nothing like summertime in the BEST city in the world.... and I miss my friends and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working on a few personal projects here so when/if something materializes, I'll let everyone know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clan is back from their evening walk... gotta run..... remember to keep Allah (SWT) in your lives and love those who don't love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6029516885224670065?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6029516885224670065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6029516885224670065&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6029516885224670065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6029516885224670065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-popping-by.html' title='Just popping by........'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/TCjlX4ISxQI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QGKpKy7j2sU/s72-c/bejeweled+feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7988926369157069943</id><published>2009-11-11T05:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:01:50.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must haves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Yeah... I know.... went missing again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Svqe2MEIMKI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-l4Fn6IhiGg/s1600-h/Navajo_woman_%26_child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402805356772995234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Svqe2MEIMKI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-l4Fn6IhiGg/s320/Navajo_woman_%26_child.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yea.... I know.... it's been a LONG while but I've been incredibly busy with daily life and all my babies. And I've also found it much easier to jot a quick blurb on Facebook... with life being the way it is, I only have a quick sec to post something and keep moving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I must tell you, I've been pretty much up to date with info on the daily lives of some of the sisters here on Blogger since they post daily on Facebook as well: some have added new additions to their families, others have had their first arrival (MashaAllah!) while others are dealing with family issues and some are still battling their demons, psychologically speaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Egypt has improved immensely since my last post- I have basically surrounded myself with expats and I have 2 really good Egyptian friends so my inner circle is tight and I'm in a good place right now, Alhumdulillah. After all that initial drama, I finally have some relief, some peace of mind about my state of "being".... so overall, I feel like my old self again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Papito is 3 months old now- yes. Three months have flown by and the Naughty Princess and Big Papi started school the beginning of October but since this past Sunday, school has been shut down until December 1st (alledgely) since a few boys in the primary area have been diagnosed with swine flu... we're supposed to have a meeting next week at the school to discuss how we're to handle their work load while they're out.... so I guess we'll receive a complete lesson plan to follow until school resumes. Gotta keep them busy.... especially since both of them are doing exceptionally well, MashaAllah! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Planning a trip home, InshaAllah, while they're out- hopefully, I'll be successful in finding some decent fares- and I plan to use my frequent flyer points to purchase at least one ticket .... I gotta buy more than a few! Thank goodness, I only have taxes to pay on Little Papi and Papito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My family and friends are eagerly awaiting the actual arrival news so I need to get crackin' with my ticket search.... and this is the start of the busy holiday season so tickets won't be cheap- but just landing in New York and being able to smell my city is worth EVERY SINGLE PENNY! Must haves when I get home: Junior's cheesecake from Brooklyn, a bacon &amp;amp; egg sandwich from Al-Noor halal deli on 4th Avenue in Brooklyn, a FEW containers of Haagen-Dazs (well, gotta make up for ALL those months I wanted and couldn't get it!), a Nathan's hot dog with some fries and a REAL Pepsi down in Coney Island, have some delectable orange beef with fried rice and yummy spring rolls from my favorite Chinese restaurant and consume enough pizza at my favorite spot, Gino's, to last me for a year...... LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL.... but I'm not kidding! And a visit to my nail salon for a SERIOUS manicure/pedicure and an elaborate hands, legs and feet henna job at my favorite Indian henna palace! NO ONE does it like this sista........ unless your name is Ashkumar (professional world reknown artist)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay.... gotta run as it's lunch time for the rugrats.... and I'm waiting for the Olympic man to come service my washer/dryer for the 2nd day in a row: he checked it yesterday, it started to work with no problem.... as soon as he left, it had an error message! So much for expensive, state of the art machinery.... oy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone be good and safe.... take care of yourselves and remember to love each other... even if someone doesn't love you back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7988926369157069943?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7988926369157069943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7988926369157069943&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7988926369157069943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7988926369157069943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-i-know-went-missing-again.html' title='Yeah... I know.... went missing again!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Svqe2MEIMKI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-l4Fn6IhiGg/s72-c/Navajo_woman_%26_child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7816177389493233954</id><published>2009-08-16T09:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:03:35.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grateful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new addition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Forever grateful.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SogPs4HEtSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_l5YaPZhq7w/s1600-h/2457407244_df0c653a36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370559819290031394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SogPs4HEtSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_l5YaPZhq7w/s320/2457407244_df0c653a36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam Alaikum, my sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just wanted to give everyone a "heads up" that baby Papito came along on Wednesday, August 5th..... alhumdulillah, all went VERY smoothly- like 1 push smooth..... I could never complain about my deliveries!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With all my running around, not eating or taking care of myself as good as I would've if I was home in New York, Papito was my smallest one yet! But I can't complain as he is healthy and as cute as a button, MASHA ALLAH!!!! He's resembes Big Papi but time will tell if his face changes into something totally different.... all of my kids look different from each other but you could tell that they're related..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the hubby made it here JUST in time- he arrived Monday evening and by Wednesday afternoon, I was heading to the hospital! I kept telling Papito to hang in there and wait for his Baba and like a good boy, he listened! I was ready to come home the same day but the doctor had already left the hospital and when the staff called him, he said just stay- as usual, I felt like I didn't even give birth! Ready to go home to my own place and relax with the clan around me... but he and I had the chance to bond overnight as we spent the night smelling each other and him sleeping on my chest- this is my process with all of them and it does create a tighter, closer feeling bond between you..... and when they smell you and kinda sigh, you know they recognize you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, always when you proclaim that you would never do something, something usually happens to make you eat your words- I said repeatedly while pregnant, that this one would more than likely be the last but now that he's here, talk about crazy but I think I wouldn't mind another!!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The troops are loving him like crazy.... my family thought that Little Papi might "flip out" since he's attached to me like glue (literally sometimes) but he's the main one kissing him and rubbing his head! Alhumdulillah, I'm glad I don't have to worry about the hitting, biting and scratching that usually happens when the youngest meets the newborn.... oy! And Little Papi just turned 1 a few days ago..... Alhumdulillah, my life has been blessed by yet another addition to the clan- Allah (SWT) is merciful and I am forever thankful for ALL that He has given me in this life..... please make dua for us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, break time over.... back to Momma duties.... time to make din din! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7816177389493233954?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7816177389493233954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7816177389493233954&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7816177389493233954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7816177389493233954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-grateful.html' title='Forever grateful.......'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SogPs4HEtSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/_l5YaPZhq7w/s72-c/2457407244_df0c653a36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4189428867517448967</id><published>2009-07-22T12:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:27:55.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bath salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria Secret bras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar scrub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for sale'/><title type='text'>the Barefoot Empress Beauty Emporium is open for a limited time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Smc92FMMVqI/AAAAAAAAAas/Klt12ZlUK-s/s1600-h/6a00d83451599769e201053620a4bf970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361321880723412642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Smc92FMMVqI/AAAAAAAAAas/Klt12ZlUK-s/s200/6a00d83451599769e201053620a4bf970c-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies in the Cairo area!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have some items in my home I need to clear out if I can... Victoria Secret bras and other style bras, panties, organic scented bath salt and a few home-made brown sugar scrubs I made in New York before I left... the lovely folks in customs here turned them all upside down so the labels were ruined with the oil from the container. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also have superb hair colors and relaxers for those looking to spruce up their look!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I brought these things from New York and looking to get rid of least some of what I have left- customs help themselves to most of it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If anyone is interested, let me know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4189428867517448967?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4189428867517448967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4189428867517448967&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4189428867517448967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4189428867517448967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/07/barefoot-empress-beauty-emporium-is.html' title='the Barefoot Empress Beauty Emporium is open for a limited time...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Smc92FMMVqI/AAAAAAAAAas/Klt12ZlUK-s/s72-c/6a00d83451599769e201053620a4bf970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6532727168304000309</id><published>2009-07-21T05:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:08:05.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Checking in'/><title type='text'>Did ya miss me???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SmWIWSuhZ6I/AAAAAAAAAak/G5vZG9eozGw/s1600-h/18update.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360840848019908514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SmWIWSuhZ6I/AAAAAAAAAak/G5vZG9eozGw/s200/18update.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam 'Alaikum sisters!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah.... I know it's been awhile but believe it or not, I JUST finished up my last bit of settling in and down business here on last Sunday. It's been a long haul but now, I can finally stay home in my apartment and relax and wait for the hubby to arrive (which is in about 2 weeks) and count down the final days til my bundle make his or her appearance!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to let everyone know all is well, children are good, Alhumdulillah.... apartment is FINALLY finished, have everything I need for the new arrival, InshaAllah.... met more cool Muslimahs which is always a blessing, the hubby is due to arrive soon (Wooo Hooo), still trying to adjust to some of the local yocals but my new but old approach to this tiresome, daily problem: "let it roll of my back, let's not care too much about it" attitude will get me through!!! (InshaAllah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, I don't know if I'll have the opportunity to log in again anytime soon.... Queen, I miss ya- haven't had the chance to read your blog in awhile... hope you and your family are doing okay!!! And I miss communicating with everyone so much but my life has been consumed with getting it all together here so I can start to "live" again..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next time you might hear from me, I'll have arrival news to share!!! I love you all for the pleasure of Allah.... please make dua for me and my family!!! Smooches!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6532727168304000309?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6532727168304000309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6532727168304000309&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6532727168304000309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6532727168304000309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-ya-miss-me.html' title='Did ya miss me???'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SmWIWSuhZ6I/AAAAAAAAAak/G5vZG9eozGw/s72-c/18update.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8249037221231436095</id><published>2009-06-12T07:16:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:34:17.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on par'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>In need of an English and Math tutor.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SjI8ZUI1qGI/AAAAAAAAAac/_CEL9xfHF2w/s1600-h/Kids_In_Classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346402113242376290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SjI8ZUI1qGI/AAAAAAAAAac/_CEL9xfHF2w/s200/Kids_In_Classroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assalaam 'Alaikum sisters!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quick post... do any of you sisters here in Cairo have a GREAT, reliable English/Math tutor? I would like to hire one ASAP for my kids who will be 3 and 5. I believe in being proactive and I'm not in the place to devote much time to them right now (meaning being totally consistant with everything) with all I have going on in this house! They'll both start school in the fall and I like to be ahead of the game.... especially since the educational system here in this country is lacking greatly. I've heard many, many wonderful things about the school they'll attend but I need to know they'll at least to "up to snuff" with their classmates. I brought alot of workbooks with me from New York but I don't want to start to stop... because of stuff coming up and the likes, ya know what I mean? And with my Little Papi who requires a great deal of time, I know a tutor would do them better justice than me at this point! And I feel with someone else in the house, they'll pay closer attention than with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm looking for someone as soon as 2 weeks to start- I'm finishing up my house and I need to go away for a breather before the hubby arrives... so we're looking for someone twice to three times a week indefinitely... I will ask some of the many sisters here but I wanted to get the word out there.... let me know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8249037221231436095?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8249037221231436095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8249037221231436095&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8249037221231436095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8249037221231436095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-need-of-english-and-math-tutor.html' title='In need of an English and Math tutor.....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SjI8ZUI1qGI/AAAAAAAAAac/_CEL9xfHF2w/s72-c/Kids_In_Classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-2545537517150635984</id><published>2009-06-07T16:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:47:13.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><title type='text'>This evening I met a sweet sister, MashaAllah.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Siwm7S224tI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BfPf0QlQWqA/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344689657898001106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Siwm7S224tI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BfPf0QlQWqA/s200/thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had the pleasure of finally meeting my sweet sister, Molly from over at " The Sandbox Confessions of a Multicultural Muslimah" ( to check out her blog, click &lt;a href="http://multiculturalmuslimah.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). She such a sweet, warm Muslimah.... we chatted, ordered dinner (whose cooking in this heat???) and had a great time!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a blessing to be able to see a sister and warm up to one other like you known each other for years... you can't get that with alot of people but you can experience it with a down-to-earth person which I found her to be! We went from sitting on the couch to lounging in the bedrooms... how's that for just meeting someone? When it's real, ya know it! (smooches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm grateful to have met her and hope we link up often.... I love you, my sista! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-2545537517150635984?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/2545537517150635984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=2545537517150635984&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2545537517150635984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2545537517150635984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-evening-i-met-sweet-sister.html' title='This evening I met a sweet sister, MashaAllah.....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Siwm7S224tI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BfPf0QlQWqA/s72-c/thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3853438341007635463</id><published>2009-06-03T07:58:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:26:42.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thinking about my daughter's wedding......?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT9XEjEaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uunY6-hU5to/s1600-h/cakelava-cake-2-xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343191059040244130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT9XEjEaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uunY6-hU5to/s320/cakelava-cake-2-xl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT9LUiR_I/AAAAAAAAAZs/2c6T85YQ5GM/s1600-h/ShoppingGoldBangles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343191055886075890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT9LUiR_I/AAAAAAAAAZs/2c6T85YQ5GM/s320/ShoppingGoldBangles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT84vbLbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kMIscHLC5SE/s1600-h/kajol+wedding+look.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343191050898582962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT84vbLbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kMIscHLC5SE/s320/kajol+wedding+look.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT8hibF6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/7HLXkKd3dNg/s1600-h/DSC02936_321195414_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343191044670035874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT8hibF6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/7HLXkKd3dNg/s320/DSC02936_321195414_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT8i9DTEI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Gl51lNnogMk/s1600-h/ana-parzych-cake-xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343191045050158146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT8i9DTEI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Gl51lNnogMk/s320/ana-parzych-cake-xl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dunno what's with me lately but as I watch my little Hijabi Princess run around, screaming and making all sorts of weird noises with Big Papi, my mind starts to drift off thinking about when it'll be her turn to get married, InshaAllah. I start to think about the many things involved: wedding location, the massive families to coordinate that are scattered all over the world, bridal clothing, cake, amount of gold jewerly bought for her and the list goes on. Now, I'm not psycho since my Mami is only 4 going on 5 but since she's my only girl who will be the eldest with three siblings, I wonder how her Baba and I will handle it all when the day comes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dream about the type of wedding I would LIKE which will not necessarily be of her taste... to which I'll probably get upset but she's kinda like me when it comes to stuff- I dunno if it'll last but if so, we might be okay with planning! ;) Her Baba will have his own set of ideas for sure... I think it'll be interesting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I watch her run around, care free and laughing while I sit and think about her education and future... what will she do? What will she like? How might she change in the years to come? I don't know if other Mothers dream of their daughter's wedding but I have been thinking about it alot and I don't know why! She's just a baby and she will not be getting married any time soon but I guess maybe because I know she's my only girl? And I told her Baba start saving that money NOW for the event... and you know Pakistani families usually don't do small weddings and since she's definitely "the Princess", it won't be something taken lightly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've thought of fancy cakes.... you know, the kind that don't even LOOK like cakes (like the one above that look like pillows... definitely, my style)? The amount of family and friends from all the world- my family is huge and my hubby's family is massive so it would be a spectacle to see (hence the reason to start saving NOW... lol). Her wedding will more than likely be nothing like mine: very small, right after Friday kuttbah with an average sized walimah the next day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, just thinking aloud... we have many, many, many years ahead of us to think about the event, InshaAllah- I guess I'm just being a Mommy right now... watching my little Hijabi Princess grow up before my eyes..... sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, all we need is the right boy: practising, religious and from a good family...hmmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3853438341007635463?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3853438341007635463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3853438341007635463&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3853438341007635463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3853438341007635463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-about-my-daughters-wedding.html' title='Thinking about my daughter&apos;s wedding......?????'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SibT9XEjEaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uunY6-hU5to/s72-c/cakelava-cake-2-xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4425458855303989521</id><published>2009-06-02T03:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:18:24.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters are makin it happen... would you like to join us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SiTa5JaJK6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/okgdi_fOdgI/s1600-h/PH2008081602207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342635733281221538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SiTa5JaJK6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/okgdi_fOdgI/s320/PH2008081602207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assalaam Alaikum, my beautiful sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just a moment to give all the sisters here in Cairo the info on that meeting I mentioned in my last post... it's all about sisterly support for us expats, remembering Allah (SWT) and coming together to learn from one another with classes, workshops and the sorts... children included!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next meeting will be this Thursday, June 4th at the Global Net Cafe located at 25 Hassan Haamid St. in Hayatul Ashr (sic) from 10AM-1PM. Hassan Haamid St, is located 2 streets BEHIND Eltaweed &amp;amp; Nour store- it's on the 1st floor in a pink and blue building... hope that's enough info!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For sisters living inside Rehab, there is a bus that can take you to the meeting but you must notify the sister, Umm Layla if you need a spot- first come, first serve.... I actually didn't get her permission to post her cell so please send me a line in comments and I can pass along the message- please include your mobile number for contact. Fee for the bus I believe is 10 LE to cover the cost and the price of admission to the meeting is 5 LE which is to cover the cost of using the facility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They do send out info reguarly via email so those who are interested in receiving the info already shared, send me your email addresses and I can forward it to you- when you attend the meeting, the sisters will take all your contact info for future updates and contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They have a buddy system here within Rehab- you are assigned a buddy which is someone who lives close to you and you exchange personal info between yourselves just in case the sister needs to care for you or your children if you fall ill or need other assistance and vice versa... it's a great concept and it's already very much in effect! I wasn't feeling well and my buddy visited and met me for the 1st time over a week ago- just to say hello, introduce herself and offer her assistance! And we linked up again last night since I suffered from a mishap here in my flat, she made dinner for me and brought it by! What more can you ask for? The sisters here REALLY look out for each other and it feels great to be associated with them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For those sisters living in Nasr City, Umm Layla mentioned the buddy system can be created for you as well- this is definitely a wonderful thing, MashaAllah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay.... duty calls with the kids... hope to see all of you there.... I love you all, for the pleasure of Allah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4425458855303989521?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4425458855303989521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4425458855303989521&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4425458855303989521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4425458855303989521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/06/assalaam-alaikum-my-beautiful-sisters.html' title='Sisters are makin it happen... would you like to join us?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SiTa5JaJK6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/okgdi_fOdgI/s72-c/PH2008081602207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6258840459110204713</id><published>2009-05-23T12:00:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:57:50.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrogance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>There's NO place like home....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmVOYMDSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/HU1R3kkDylg/s1600-h/longislandnypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339059504326380834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmVOYMDSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/HU1R3kkDylg/s320/longislandnypic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmU0u0qiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/litBSBtuR68/s1600-h/new_york.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339059497441995298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmU0u0qiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/litBSBtuR68/s320/new_york.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmA5KRRfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Foj5ltDtI0Y/s1600-h/Central_Park_aerial_v-1297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339059155033474546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmA5KRRfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Foj5ltDtI0Y/s320/Central_Park_aerial_v-1297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmArcy3II/AAAAAAAAAYs/jbnH0ExM1Rg/s1600-h/6a00d83518d15e53ef00e551a46ac48833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339059151353076866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmArcy3II/AAAAAAAAAYs/jbnH0ExM1Rg/s320/6a00d83518d15e53ef00e551a46ac48833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I have about 3 minutes to sit at the moment and I've been thinking about my beloved home for the last few days... and I started to look at pics and the mind started to drift away- thinking about normalcy, family life, friends, GOOD food, cleanliness, wide open spaces, fresh air, the beautiful ocean, the vast cultures all co-existing in that huge melting pot called New York! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eventually, most of us can learn to adapt to our surroundings at some point and time, while others may NEVER be able to adapt at all- this is LIFE and we're all built differently. What I can take and make a joke out of it, some may feel bitter resentment and hate things even more- and no one behavior is right or wrong- how we cope is part of who we are..... I must tell you the obvious: visiting is one thing but when you're forced to live the day-to-day in this forsaken place called Egypt, it's not easy. The biggest problem I feel is how people put their "culture" before religion- to most of them, this is what it's all about. We're ALL to be the same, regardless of where we come from... and this is what we as Muslims are taught and THOUGHT... be here, this is not necessarily the case- you are the OUTSIDER and most will NOT let you forget it. Forget about being brothers and sisters in the most glorious religion on this earth: you're from where YOU are and we're EGYPTIAN- so stupid. And if I could speak a lick of the local slang dialect, I would ask: what exactly IS IT to be EGYPTIAN??? Not to rant, but most feel for some really odd reason that they're better than us... and how so do I ask? Is it the ancient culture that have absolutely nothing to do with you nowdays... or is it the country that you so disgustingly neglect in almost every way imaginable??? I must tell you, I have had alot of contact with some very nice Egyptian people here and even they agree: their people have some serious issues.... and alot of them don't even like us, Muslim or not- but if you stop and think, if people like us from ALL over this world didn't come here for one reason or another whether it be to live indefinitely, study for a period of time, vacation, buy property,etc. what ELSE EXACTLY WOULD BE GOING ON HERE??? I will tell you... nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In my lifetime, I have mixed and mingled in many different circles: rich, poor, middle class, no class, super highly educated, no education whatsoever, average education, morons and uber-intelligent so I know HOW to hang with the good, the bad and the indifferent. I have tried to immerse myself somewhat with understanding the mentality of the locals to which some things I have figured WHY they do what they do but still again, most stuff you just can't understand WHY... and even their own have said so- to me! But I think the biggest problem is all the boisterous pride, the blatant ignorance and the moronic arrogance and the REAL belly buster: the huge aire of SUPERIORITY that they try to "flaunt" in your face (this one I really laugh at) but I ask you, WHY? Maybe some Egyptian sisters care to comment so maybe people like myself living here can get a better handle on what we're dealing with or HOW to deal with the natives. I truly want to understand since I do plan to stay, InshaAllah, but to co-exist like this IS NOT condusive. I can honestly say, I wouldn't advise anyone to come here UNLESS you've been here and know what you might be facing in the long run. I want to make it bearable not perfect- to be able to look at the natives and feel like I belong here and they ARE my brothers and sisters... not the things that run through my mind when I'm faced with the uncalled-for idiotic behavior (Astagfiruallah)- you're not hurting me but you're making yourself and your people look bad... think about it. Because I know, at the end of the day, I CAN pack my bags and hop a flight back to my native land- no questions asked... but is this the solution? WHY shouldn't I be able to stay and feel like one of them? A person, a sister, a Muslim and still yet know I am a foreigner? I've heard MANY things over the years about what people think about the people here and I said to myself, they shouldn't say things like that: they ARE people just like us- but until you have to walk a mile in someone else's shoes, don't judge- living here for 3 months have put things into perspective as to WHY they've said what they have- and I can't fault them. But I don't want negative feelings and total resentment be my memory of living in this country- I want to walk away whenever I leave, with a positive experience and be able to say, I lived amongst my brothers and sisters and it was good! I don't want to report that the experiences were all bad: they're HUGE liars, thieves, arrogant, ignorant and such- even writing that doesn't look NOR feel good- but this has been most of the interactions here so far- I can totally relate to Umm Travis's gripe. For those who might think she complains- life here everyday is like this... imagine this being your daily fight... would YOU feel good or even remotely "appreciate" the people? I think not. I want to understand the mode of thinking- someone "enlighten" me, please!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, even though this place will be my home for some time to come, InshaAllah, I can't help but miss my beloved New York... I might be biased but it's one of the most beautiful places in the world! NO PLACE can EVER compare to it whether it be the wide open spaces, huge homes, friendly neighbors, landscaped lawns and uber-clean parks in Long Island or the hussle and bussle in one of the greatest cities that NEVER sleeps- New York has it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe, if I close my eyes and click my heels three times, I might find myself in my old neighborhood: there's no place like home... there's no place like home... there's no place like home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6258840459110204713?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6258840459110204713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6258840459110204713&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6258840459110204713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6258840459110204713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s NO place like home....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ShgmVOYMDSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/HU1R3kkDylg/s72-c/longislandnypic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1262922982271047062</id><published>2009-05-09T03:43:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:02:17.246-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='settling in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Just here... for the moment.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SgVBThIMp_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/0YTENmtfi8w/s1600-h/ist2_4715950-children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333741137256294386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SgVBThIMp_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/0YTENmtfi8w/s320/ist2_4715950-children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've received sooooo many emails from people telling me to "come back!" and "I miss your posts!" and "I miss you!!!".... and I thank you all from the depths of my heart for not forgetting me! Well, my story is the same- but thank Allah, I've finally gotten the new flat to where everything I have is in it's right place- still waiting for my bloody boxes from Alex, though... but that is a whole other diaster. The good folks here decided in customs that I shipped too many things and that ALL of it couldn't be for me and my kids- like I brought my entire life here to sell! The nerve! The guts! The gall! And they charged me a HUGE HUGE fine as a penalty for sending my things here to set up my life- soooo very nice of them- a few THOUSAND US dollars.... thank you, Egypt. pfft..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm extremely exhausted still from the initial move, the move again and all the unpacking... and with my little hijabi Princess, Big Papi and Little Papi in tow, things haven't really slowed down much. And for those who don't know (only those who were closest to me have been privvy to the details) I'm expecting.... again! So, there's the other reason for all my tiredness- came here with my troops, alone and pregnant and trying to make it all work- even my ob/gyn here has told me he's in complete awe of me! Foreign land, no help, no hubby here at the moment, came alone with small children, moved, moved again... and all while very much pregnant and not feeling well. Well, me, I believe you do what you gotta do- at any cost so, there it is in a nutshell. If you see me, I look about 2-3 months OVERDUE but I'm not due until sometime this summer.... it's funny how much bigger the belly gets with each baby! Just to give you an idea: when I was pregnant with my first, the Hijabi Princess, everyone thought I was having twins and I even heard triplets... and you know how the belly expands with each one- so imagine what I look like now??? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The looks before when I wasn't so big was like "Maybe she's still carrying that baby belly from that baby on her hip" but now people just look at me like "???" and some are like "MashaAllah...." yes, I AM carrying a baby on my hip and VERY much pregnant- again.... HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will try to post more now that things have calmed down some- take my new camera out the box finally so I can take some pics of some sites soon... I promise to post them- don't expect anything fancy... just random shots of stuff and life around Cairo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Please make dua for me and all my babies... we're here and making it by Allah's (SWT) mercy- and I feel we just might be able to make it work here. I've found some good people, Alhumdulillah, to be in my camp so I think with my new network, I just might elect to stick around for awhile... not to give up just because of the sometime crazy culture that exists here and the extremely rude, arrogant people- and let's not forget the lot that feel that they have bigger, smarter brains than the rest of us but are very HIGHLY uneducated- makes me chuckle. Gotta take the bad with the good- I've also met some fabulous Egyptian sisters, MashaAllah- the kind I wanna be around: good, practising sisters who have it together: Islam over culture! I've decided to do my usual- laugh at the rest mentioned above and keep moving... stupid is as stupid does.... and my girlfriend from England who is married to a nice Egyptian, has explained some of the customs here to me- she also used to think most stuff was crazy but when you do dig a little deeper, you realize WHY they do some of the things they do and it makes sense when you stand back... but other stuff, you're still like ??????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, time for tea and put Little Papi down for his morning nap- maybe we'll get a chance to go out and enjoy the weather today! I love you all, for the pleasure of Allah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1262922982271047062?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1262922982271047062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1262922982271047062&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1262922982271047062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1262922982271047062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-here-for-moment.html' title='Just here... for the moment.....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SgVBThIMp_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/0YTENmtfi8w/s72-c/ist2_4715950-children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7374623339445335560</id><published>2009-04-11T06:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:55:30.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UAE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oppression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern day slavery'/><title type='text'>UAE lifestyle- Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SeB20jpwXQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Bt4xCSuJOMA/s1600-h/UAE%2520Nightlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323385404847578370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SeB20jpwXQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Bt4xCSuJOMA/s320/UAE%2520Nightlife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, since I posted the link to the original, disturbing story concerning the lives of foreign workers and other expats over in the UAE, our brother over at One Root has posted some more information in regards to this- and have included some video from the KSA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must say, my concern with the original story was the lives of the workers... not those who foolishly go over there and run up debt without common sense and are not "informed" of the laws of that country so let's be clear on that. Before anybody embarks on the quest to relocate anywhere, they should familiarize themselves with the laws of that country or at least be with people who can tell you the "dos" and "donts" of the land...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To read his new post, click &lt;a href="http://1root.blogspot.com/2009/04/modern-slavery-in-united-arab-emirates_11.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and to read his original post, click &lt;a href="http://1root.blogspot.com/2009/04/dark-side-of-dubai.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7374623339445335560?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7374623339445335560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7374623339445335560&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7374623339445335560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7374623339445335560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/04/uae-lifestyle-part-ii.html' title='UAE lifestyle- Part II'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SeB20jpwXQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Bt4xCSuJOMA/s72-c/UAE%2520Nightlife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1406298487957934931</id><published>2009-04-11T03:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T03:24:05.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haagen Dazs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satisfy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addicted'/><title type='text'>Somebody! Please help!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SeBDFmVW79I/AAAAAAAAAYE/CayaP-2fiOc/s1600-h/haagen-dazs-candy-cane-dazz-350w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323328523020464082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SeBDFmVW79I/AAAAAAAAAYE/CayaP-2fiOc/s320/haagen-dazs-candy-cane-dazz-350w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have come to realize within the past few weeks that I have an addiction.... yes, addicted to Haagen Dazs. I've tried to sub with the mall Carvel ice cream (which isn't tasty... more like some sort of ice milk) and nothing will satisfy my cravings for my favorite brand. I've checked all the markets already- including the biggest one around, Carrefour- there the ice cream selections are just plain weird and NOT very appealing... at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can someone PLEASE tell me where to find my love in Cairo??? If I can't get to an actual store where the selections and toppings can NOT be compared, I'll settle most definitely for frozen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's gotten so bad that even when I look at my kids Hershey's chocolate sauce in the fridge, I start itching for ice cream... sick, right? All the "little" things we take for granted.... sigh. I need help..... please...... somebody! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1406298487957934931?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1406298487957934931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1406298487957934931&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1406298487957934931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1406298487957934931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/04/somebody-please-help.html' title='Somebody! Please help!!!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SeBDFmVW79I/AAAAAAAAAYE/CayaP-2fiOc/s72-c/haagen-dazs-candy-cane-dazz-350w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3230534877701151257</id><published>2009-04-09T18:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:20:57.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slavery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UAE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oppressors'/><title type='text'>Mesmerized by the fab UAE lifestyle, aren't you???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Sd50gU8y6NI/AAAAAAAAAX8/57Txn6sNma0/s1600-h/Burj%2520Dubai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322819908326844626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Sd50gU8y6NI/AAAAAAAAAX8/57Txn6sNma0/s320/Burj%2520Dubai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, as we all know by now, I don't have much time to post lately.... and I really don't have much going on to post anything interesting but I did have the chance earlier today to sit down and read a few.... our brother over at One Root posted a mind-numbing story about the "real" lives over the in UAE. I know many people are sooooo fascinated by the sick wealth, glitz and glamour that most people especially alot of our Muslim brothers and sisters, can only talk about moving there... as if THAT place is the end-all, be-all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you read his post and STILL feel like you wanna pack your bags and go live amongst the masses in that desert oasis, then I personally feel you need some serious pyscho therapy... may Allah (SWT) bring relief to those suffering at the hands of their oppressors, InshaAllah (Ameen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To read the stomach-churning post, click &lt;a href="http://1root.blogspot.com/2009/04/dark-side-of-dubai.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3230534877701151257?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3230534877701151257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3230534877701151257&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3230534877701151257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3230534877701151257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/04/mesmerized-by-fab-uae-lifestyle-arent.html' title='Mesmerized by the fab UAE lifestyle, aren&apos;t you???'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/Sd50gU8y6NI/AAAAAAAAAX8/57Txn6sNma0/s72-c/Burj%2520Dubai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5573510939956215145</id><published>2009-03-24T16:41:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:43:53.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Random things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SclRVEtYwYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/O6B6PoKT0zU/s1600-h/egyptian_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316870257570791810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SclRVEtYwYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/O6B6PoKT0zU/s320/egyptian_art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Greetings all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just wanted to take a minute to let everyone know I haven't disappeared but just busy getting things sorted out here. I was feeling bettter but now coming down with something else... ugh. I HAVE to get some probiotics from home ASAP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Moved into my apartment but not quite sorted yet- I found out today my vast shipment from New York has finally arrived in Alexandria so I'm assuming by this weekend I should be able to arrange to have the stuff brought down to Rehab... can't wait! Basically, my entire life is in those 30+ boxes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, I have a lovely big flat here, MashaAllah, but I WILL be moving... sounds crazy? Well, after being here for about 3 1/2 weeks now, I can't deal with my other tenants I found out I had sharing my kitchen.... yup, roaches. I CAN NOT do the roach thing. I'm totally crazy when it comes to this... I start to imagine that the damn things have crawled all over everything, leaving masses of germs for us to consume in some sort of way. So how have I been dealing with my psychosis??? Washing everything in the bleach-laden egyptian water (this stuff is beyond horrible- just think putting bleach water mixed with acid in your mouth... that what I felt like the first time I came here and made wudu) and then use my Nestle delivered bottled water to sterilize everything... I sit and boil, boil, boil. So you can imagine it's costing me a pretty penny to keep using my drinking water but I have no choice- I can't consciously give my kids their cups or fix food in a plate where one MIGHT have been. Now, don't get me wrong- the place isn't crawling with them at all- one here and there on occassion.... but I KNOW they're there. We just can't co-exist. And they don't venture out of the kitchen either... so the rest of the place is totally okay but I won't wait around to see if they opt to broaden their living quarters. When I told the hubby, he laughed... he KNOWS me when it comes to this issue: had a wonderful, fabulous apartment we moved into after we first married- everything a girl could ask for but about after a week or so, I saw my first roach there. I can't kill them- don't want carcass on my slippers or anything else for that matter so I usually just cringe (sound like a baby, I know). Then I saw another, then another, then another- so I started to cry- my hubby thought that was the funniest thing! A big womanl like you, crying over seeing roaches... needless to say, he didn't think it was hilarious when I demanded we move.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, next month I'll have another flat to fix up- this one I rented is furnished- or semi furnished really... so if you know anything about Egypt, you have to buy EVERYTHING: light fixtures, cabinets for your kitchen walls, closets, sometime a bath tub (some only come with very small stand up showers)- basically, the places only come with bathroom and kitchen sinks and toilets! But it'll be nice to fix it up the way I like and make things comfy for the babies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haven't seen any sights as of yet- and since I'll be moving, everything for pleasure will be on hold until that project is complete. An associate of mine have an apartment down by the Red Sea so I might take the kiddies over with some friends one weekend when it's a little warmer to play in the sand... they'll love that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yes, if any of you sisters have a RELIABLE house cleaner looking for extra work, please let me know- the one I had was a good cleaner but lazy so her last day was yesterday... me, I don't have the patience right now to argue with people- they want money but don't wanna work... go figure. And no, I wasn't slaving her- this seems to be the Egyptian way- my friends DID warn me- first they all start out wonderful, on time and clean like you wouldn't believe. Then they start to show up late (like I'm talking hours late), miss days (without calling mind you)(just happpened to me over the weekend) and then come to clean and clean whatever they want, not what you tell them and expect to be paid- mind boggling to me. One of my girlfriends told me most Egyptians just don't value your time so expect to be waiting, waiting and waiting- if you want to have something done you can't accomplish yourself- this is the way it is. Looking to make my life as easy as possible right now so I need reliable people in my camp since I'm flying solo at the moment..... can't wait for the hubby to get here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I promise, InshaAllah, more interesting updates with pics when the craziness of adjusting has slowed down- I miss my random entries but just no time to share at the moment. It's ALOT to be in a new land, don't speak the language (at all), with 3 very small children by yourself and have to set up your life again... my poor hubby worries everyday and he's totally stressed since he's not here yet but I tell him I can manage which I'm trying like hell to... most days are good but some days you're like, "Just where can I purchase an automatic weapon complete with silencer???"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, extremely tired- have another health issue I'm dealing with right now but we'll save that for a later time... gotta go get some sleep while the troops are knocked out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S. Just wanted to thank Umm Travis for stopping by the other day and spending the morning and early afternoon with me and the bambinos... it was nice to actually sit down and chat- we had the chance to really talk about ourselves- and even discuss how we both came to embrace Islam, Alhumdulillah. She's a beautiful sister, MashaAllah... I'm glad I've had the opportunity to have met her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5573510939956215145?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5573510939956215145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5573510939956215145&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5573510939956215145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5573510939956215145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-things.html' title='Random things....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SclRVEtYwYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/O6B6PoKT0zU/s72-c/egyptian_art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3026787191181521736</id><published>2009-03-15T01:46:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:20:41.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umm Travis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehab'/><title type='text'>Finally... greetings from Al Rehab, New Cairo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SbyfP5iJXJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iBGSS0suyp0/s1600-h/al+rehab+food+court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313296755881237650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SbyfP5iJXJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iBGSS0suyp0/s320/al+rehab+food+court.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well.... we finally made it, Alhumdulillah! Been in Rehab since the 27th of February, waiting for an internet connection (to which I was told was already in my flat) so I was literally cut off from the REAL world until yesterday when I met the fab Umm Travis! She called me since my other sister, Umm Ismail, has been in constant contact with me and knew I wasn't feeling so great since arriving (another wonderful perk about living here- constantly sick) so she reached out to my sister- and she called!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We met at one of the most popular malls here and it was great... I can honestly say, I felt like I knew her forever! I developed an instant love and bond with her in my heart- InshaAllah, I hope it grows ever so stronger! (hugs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, getting back to this internet thingy, you know, I wouldn't have been soooo pissed if people would just actually be forthcoming with info. Don't tell me the guy is coming tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow never comes. If you tell me, "Hey, Anisa, can't have internet for 3 weeks", I can accept that but to keep blantantly lying to me is NOT cool. Quickest way to my bad side? Do just that... things will go sour in NO TIME... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So no more waiting for a stupid DSL connection as my fab sister told me about the store where I already hooked up my mobile service thru, that they offered a wireless modem (and I didn't know anything about this- not very computer savvy at all) so when we went in to check it out, I was sold! At bit more than I was looking to spend for the internet but at this point, I would pay almost any amount to be in touch with my friends and family! They all are going bonkers in New York (and the rest of America for that matter) wondering what the heck is going with me and my kids over here- most didn't want me to leave anyway so you KNOW the imagination is running wild with all sorts of weird stuff. People in their right mind wouldn't pack up their very small children and willingly fly them to a 3rd world country to live... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So... we are here.... dealing with the arrogance that is the way of the locals, and feeling like I've been placed in a time warp- dragged back about 100 years but I knew about all of this before I came so I can't complain by acting like I didn't know- just takes some getting used to. Having almost everything in life at your finger tips to going back to a "one horse town" like Umm Travis said in her post (more like donkey cart town)(lol) is alot to deal with at once- and I don't care HOW modern they seem, it's just NOT when u look closer... oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not feeling great today at all, went to bed shivering from chills like my poor daughter the night before so I'm coming down with something. So I think we'll be in the house for the next few days until I can feel up to snuff and the children are okay- they still have some lingering congestion and stuff going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Umm Trav, sorry for not such a fab first meeting (which is TOTALLY not me) (LOL) with all the running around shopping but I PROMISE, InshaAllAh, to make it up to you! Even my daughter took an instant liking to her- when she realized when we were getting in the cab that Umm Travis was missing, she said "Mommy, where's Auntie? We left her inside the store!" (meaning the mall). Yes, you left an impression with her. And my Big Papi was trying to pull up her niqab to see her face in the store.... always him, my little sourpuss! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yes, Umm Trav.... met yet another character from Blogger? I know I'm pretty much very animated but THAT much? LOL LOL LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To all the sisters here in Cairo, looking to link up so send me your mobiles and home phone numbers, InshaAllah, so we can get together in the near future. And to all those who have my New York number- just give me a little time to figure stuff out here as how to connect everything and set it all up- then, InshaAllah, we'll be chatting like I never left! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Signing off to lay down for a hot minute- feeling rather yucky. More post to come, InshaAllah, about our adventures and the sorts here in the land of the pyramids!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3026787191181521736?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3026787191181521736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3026787191181521736&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3026787191181521736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3026787191181521736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-greetings-from-al-rehab-new.html' title='Finally... greetings from Al Rehab, New Cairo!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SbyfP5iJXJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iBGSS0suyp0/s72-c/al+rehab+food+court.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-2200944662378644139</id><published>2009-02-18T01:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:54:49.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molestation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protect our children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disturbing'/><title type='text'>A DiStUrBiNg Post Every Mother Should Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZuv45-KbiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/4nyJcOnwsTU/s1600-h/children-hand-painting-thumb2453611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304026378327977506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZuv45-KbiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/4nyJcOnwsTU/s320/children-hand-painting-thumb2453611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was catching up last night on my daily blog readings and I came across this post (&lt;a href="http://awakenedbytruth.blogspot.com/2009/02/child-molestation.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;) by our gracious sister, Habayeb, over at A Learning Muslimah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her post included this link that I feel ALL MOTHERS should click and read- carefully and slowly... this could affect ANY of our children and what some of us may learn, could mean the difference between harm or intervention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As a current Mother of three, I know this has to be one of the most feared thing by many parents... I know it plays heavily on my brain, especially when your offspring is VERY young like mine. We could NEVER be too cautious- let's all be diligent in protecting our children from evil, InshaAllah (Ameen).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-2200944662378644139?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/2200944662378644139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=2200944662378644139&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2200944662378644139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2200944662378644139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/disturbing-post-every-mother-should.html' title='A DiStUrBiNg Post Every Mother Should Read'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZuv45-KbiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/4nyJcOnwsTU/s72-c/children-hand-painting-thumb2453611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3337517546195277395</id><published>2009-02-16T15:29:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:24:15.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom of the Year Award'/><title type='text'>Mom of the Year Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZnbE41EFlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xFOU5jINokc/s1600-h/09-506%2520MOM%2520OF%2520THE%2520YEAR%2520FRAME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303510913226380882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZnbE41EFlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xFOU5jINokc/s200/09-506%2520MOM%2520OF%2520THE%2520YEAR%2520FRAME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just received what I deem to be, one of the coolest honors to be bestowed upon a woman... a Mom of the Year Award! My lovely sister Mona over at &lt;a href="http://mamamona.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Mona&lt;/a&gt; nominated ME as one of her choices- thanks sis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here are the rules of this tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Admit one thing you feel awful about (involving being a mom). Once you have written it down, you are no longer allowed to feel bad. Remember you are a good mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Remind yourself that you ARE a good mom, list 7 things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Send this to 5 other moms of the year that deserve a reminder that they too are the best moms that they can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Remember to send them a note letting them know you have selected them, and also add a link to your post that directs people back to the person who nominated you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My Number One peeve about myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1.) Well, my number 1 is basically the same as Mona's: I yell.... ALOT. So much so, sometimes I get irritated hearing myself. But let me give you an inside idea of my house: my kids are 4, 2 and 6 months and when the bigger two are playing, you can hear them throughout the house! Then they start to fight, bite each other, scream and when they're done abusing each other, one tries to outrun the other to come and tell me... and I'm usually somewhere in the vicinity of the bedroom where the 6 month old is sleeping... can you guess what happens next??? Exactly, couple their screaming with the high pitch, agitated baby and you've got total chaos- especially when you're trying to pack, wash dishes, vacuum and keep your sanity ALL at the same time. Geesh, never told anyone that one... felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And to boot, everyone is on their BEST behavior when the hubby comes in.... sweet and smiling while playing NICELY. Then he says "WHY is Mommy always complaining you two are bad? My little darlings..."- yeah, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My 7 things I love about my little terrors (MashaAllah!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1.) The simplest things make them happy- give them a new batch of crayons and watch their little faces light up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.) I love to watch them in the park- there's one park they love most of all- down by the water so they play on the rides and then we go watch people fish, watch the boats sail by and watch the birds fly around. They especially love the geese and the ducks when they're around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3.) I love that they ALWAYS tell me they love me- especially my Big Papi. Not a day goes by when he doesn't say at least once, "I love you, Mommy!" My Princess says it too but not quite as often as he does- she's definitely her Baba's girl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4.) I love that they are very social kids- they make friends very easily. Some kids have hang-ups and don't play with other kids especially when there's a difference in skin tone, race and/or ethnic background. Mine will run up to ANY kid and start blabbering and playing- and I like it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My kids are exposed to ALL kind of people- and it shows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5.) I love that they never forget about each other- when they are out and some one gives one of them something, each will ALWAYS look for the same for their sibling... I didn't exactly teach them that but I always tell them what you have, you share with your brother/sister- what is yours belong to them also... always share. So when they get anything, they look to collect for the other one too! And now, they include my Little Papi too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6.) MashaAllah, at this very young age, both are quite bright for their ages... I hope their love of books continue! My daughter and her "constellations" and my son tells everyone he wants to be an astronaut... and he look sooooo serious when he says it too- he's only 2. Who knows, too early to tell- my husband tells him, "No, you're going to be a hafiz!" And I always chime in, "Well, he can be a hafiz astronaut who gives dawah in space!".... HA! My daughter pretends to be a doctor on a regular and she says her name when she gets big will be "Dr. Ben"- it's from one of their cartoons... InshaAllah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7.) I love that they watch out for each other- THAT one I taught them. I tell them always, "Never leave your brother/sister... always look out for each other, let no one hurt you!" Even though they're young, they get the picture. I remember when they were playing in the park and someone knocked into my daughter, and my Big Papi said, "Hey! watch out for my Nana! (that's my Princess's nick name) She my friend!!!" He calls her his friend- see, he totally understands at the tender age of 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now... I nominate the following AWESOME women to receive this prestigious award:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Umm Ismail over at &lt;a href="http://ummismail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Umm Ismail's World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Umm Khadijah over at &lt;a href="http://thestrivingmuslimah.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Striving Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Queen over at &lt;a href="http://thelifeofabengaliwife.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Life of a Bangladeshii Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sis. Najea over at &lt;a href="http://hijabicouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hijabi Couture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Desert over at &lt;a href="http://desert-monsoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Monsoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3337517546195277395?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3337517546195277395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3337517546195277395&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3337517546195277395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3337517546195277395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/mom-of-year-award.html' title='Mom of the Year Award!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZnbE41EFlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xFOU5jINokc/s72-c/09-506%2520MOM%2520OF%2520THE%2520YEAR%2520FRAME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-741177747145642925</id><published>2009-02-14T21:45:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:06:21.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off track'/><title type='text'>Boring life???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZeGcM3DpFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8yMxcEmMsM0/s1600-h/Boredom_CU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302854905298658386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZeGcM3DpFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8yMxcEmMsM0/s200/Boredom_CU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have read lately and have listened to more than a few people complain about being bored... their lives are boring... what they do is boring... the people they know are boring... their everyday surroundings are boring... blah blah blah. I'm one for self-motivation so when I read that people lives need " a shake up" I think you have many options to turn to such as articles, books and lectures in order to feel and/or remain "on track"... with that being said, I came across this wonderful article for those who need to break out of the rut:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you feel like you are living a boring life, that there is more to life, and are willing to do something about it, you have just made the first step to creating a great life. You see, most people want a great life but are not willing to do what is necessary to get it. So how do you create a great life once you know you want it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First of all, if you feel that you are living a boring life it’s because you are not living to your life potential. I believe that you were born to live a great life full of excitement. Begin to do some brainstorming and figure out what things would make you feel like you are living a great life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once you have come up with these things, it’s time to start doing some of them. I know that many of the things you came up with might be a bit scary for you but you are just going to have to get past the fear if you want to live great. Fear is the number one reason why people don’t live the lives they are meant to live. Don’t become another casualty of fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After you have started to turn your life from boring to great, make a decision that you will never let your life become boring and mundane again. This means that as soon as you feel yourself slipping into a rut, you immediately begin to find ways to liven up that area of your life again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Is there greatness on the inside of you but you don't know how to achieve it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-741177747145642925?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/741177747145642925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=741177747145642925&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/741177747145642925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/741177747145642925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring-life.html' title='Boring life???'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZeGcM3DpFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8yMxcEmMsM0/s72-c/Boredom_CU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6960436224530047389</id><published>2009-02-13T18:29:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:56:16.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisterhood'/><title type='text'>Sisterhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZYGc5k2flI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rsRGLWKKwAY/s1600-h/little+muslimahs+at+school.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302432704836828754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZYGc5k2flI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rsRGLWKKwAY/s320/little+muslimahs+at+school.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just felt the urge to post about sisters... was chatting with one of the funniest and coolest, MashaAllah, Muslimahs I know, &lt;a href="http://ummismail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Umm Ismail&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Isadora James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sister smiles when one tells one's stories - for she knows where the decoration has been added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Chris Montaigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A true sister is a friend who listens with her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Amy Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Help one another, is part of the religion of sisterhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Louisa May Alcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is solace anywhere more comforting than in the arms of a sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Alice Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sisterhood is powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Robin Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Ugo Betti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Pam Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sisters function as safety nets in a chaotic world simply by being there for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Carol Saline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Pam Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6960436224530047389?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6960436224530047389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6960436224530047389&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6960436224530047389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6960436224530047389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/sisterhood.html' title='Sisterhood'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZYGc5k2flI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rsRGLWKKwAY/s72-c/little+muslimahs+at+school.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3180016585459901865</id><published>2009-02-10T21:32:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:59:20.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinnamon and honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Some benefits of cinnamon &amp; honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZI829xVr1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ILsO8m2EdI8/s1600-h/cinnamon+sticks+%26+honey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301366626360602450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZI829xVr1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ILsO8m2EdI8/s320/cinnamon+sticks+%26+honey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had received some great health information from my beautiful sister, Umm Ismail, over at &lt;a href="http://ummismailsamirasawda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blaque Queen&lt;/a&gt;, in regards to some of the wonderful benefits of cinnamon and honey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is found that a mixture of honey and cinnamon cures most diseases. Honey is produced in most of the countries of the world. Scientists of today also accept honey as a 'Ram Ban' (very effective) medicine for all kinds of diseases. Honey can be used without any side effects for any kind of diseases. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's science says that even though honey is sweet, if taken in the right dosage as a medicine, it does not harm diabetic patients... Weekly World News, a magazine in Canada, on its issue dated 17 January 1995 has given the following list of diseases that can be cured by honey and cinnamon as researched by western scientists: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HEART DISEASES&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Make a paste of honey and cinnamon powder, apply on bread, instead of jelly and jam, and eat it regularly for breakfast. It reduces the cholesterol in the arteries and saves the patient from heart attack. Also, those who have already had an attack, if they do this process daily they are kept miles away from the next attack. Regular use of the above process relieves loss of breath and strengthens the heart beat. In America and Canada, various nursing homes have treated patients successfully and have found that as you age, the arteries and veins lose their flexibility and get clogged... honey and cinnamon revitalize the arteries and veins. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ARTHRITIS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Arthritis patients may take daily, morning, and night, one cup of hot water with two spoons of honey and one small teaspoon of cinnamon powder. If taken regularly even chronic arthritis can be cured.. In a recent research conducted at the Copenhagen University, it was found that when the doctors treated their patients with a mixture of one tablespoon honey and half teaspoon cinnamon powder before breakfast, they found that within a week, out of the 200 people so treated, practically 73 patients were totally relieved of pain, and within a month, mostly all the patients who could not walk or move around because of arthritis started walking without pain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BLADDER INFECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Take two tablespoons of cinnamon powder and one teaspoon of honey in a glass of lukewarm water and drink it. It destroys the germs in the bladder. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TOOTHACHE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Make a paste of one teaspoon of cinnamon powder and five teaspoons of honey and apply on the aching tooth. This may be applied three times a day until the tooth stops aching. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHOLESTEROL&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Two tablespoons of honey and three teaspoons of cinnamon powder mixed in 16 ounces of tea water, given to a cholesterol patient were found to reduce the level of cholesterol in the blood by 10 percent within two hours. As mentioned for arthritic patients, if taken three times a day, any chronic cholesterol is cured. According to information received in the said journal, pure honey taken with food daily relieves complaints of cholesterol. By the way, if you're taking cholesterol medicine, STOP! They all contain STATIN which weaken your muscles...including YOUR HEART and none has been shown to stop heart attacks or strokes!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;COLDS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Those suffering from common or severe colds should take one tablespoon lukewarm honey with 1/4 spoon cinnamon powder daily for three days. This process will cure most chronic cough, cold, and clear the sinuses. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;UPSET STOMACH&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Honey taken with cinnamon powder cures stomach ache and also clears stomach ulcers from the root. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;GAS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;According to the studies done in India and Japan , it is revealed that if honey is taken with cinnamon powder the stomach is relieved of gas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;IMMUNE SYSTEM&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Daily use of honey and cinnamon powder strengthens the immune system and protects the body from bacterial and viral attacks. Scientists have found that honey has various vitamins and iron in large amounts. Constant Use of honey strengthens the white blood corpuscles to fight bacterial and viral diseases. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;INDIGESTION&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon powder sprinkled on two tablespoons of honey taken before food relieves acidity and digests the heaviest of meals. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;INFLUENZA&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A scientist in Spain has proved that honey contains a natural ingredient which kills the influenza germs and Saves the patient from flu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LONGEVITY&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tea made with honey and cinnamon powder, when taken regularly, arrests the ravages of old age. Take four spoons of honey, one spoon of cinnamon powder and three cups of water and boil to make like tea. Drink 1/4 cup, three to four times a day. It keeps the skin fresh and soft and arrests old age. Life spans also increases and even a 100 year old, starts performing the chores of a 20-year-old. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PIMPLES&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Three tablespoons of honey and one teaspoon of cinnamon powder paste. Apply this paste on the pimples before sleeping and wash it next morning with warm water. If done daily for two weeks, it removes pimples from the root. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SKIN INFECTION&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Applying honey and cinnamon powder in equal parts on the affected parts, cures eczema, ringworm and all types of skin infections. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WEIGHT LOSS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Daily in the morning one half hour before breakfast on an empty stomach and at night before sleeping, drink honey and cinnamon powder boiled in one cup of water. If taken regularly, it reduces the weight of even the most obese person. Also, drinking this mixture regularly does not allow the fat to accumulate in the body even though the person may eat a high calorie diet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CANCER&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Recent research in Japan and Australia has revealed that advanced cancer of the stomach and bones have been cured successfully. Patients suffering from these kinds of cancer should daily take one tablespoon of honey with one teaspoon of cinnamon powder for one month three times a day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FATIGUE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Recent studies have shown that the sugar content of honey is more helpful rather than being detrimental to the strength of the body. Senior citizens, who take honey and cinnamon powder in equal parts, are more alert and flexible. Dr. Milton, who has done research, says that a half tablespoon of honey taken in a glass of water and sprinkled with cinnamon powder, taken daily after brushing and in the afternoon at about 3:00 p.m. when the vitality of the body starts to decrease, increases the vitality of the body within a week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BAD BREATH&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;People of South America, first thing in the morning, gargle with one teaspoon of honey and cinnamon powder mixed in hot water, so their breath stays fresh throughout the day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HEARING LOSS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Daily morning and night honey and cinnamon powder, taken in equal parts restore hearing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sure some of us NEED to implement a few of these things in our lives for better health... I know I do and will, InshaAllah! Just some food for thought......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3180016585459901865?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3180016585459901865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3180016585459901865&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3180016585459901865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3180016585459901865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-benefits-of-cinnamon-honey.html' title='Some benefits of cinnamon &amp; honey'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SZI829xVr1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ILsO8m2EdI8/s72-c/cinnamon+sticks+%26+honey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7044863705043575460</id><published>2009-02-07T11:53:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:20:23.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alpha personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self pity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end results'/><title type='text'>High Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SY3PyL6bZRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zZmyEYVSt_o/s1600-h/K2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300120797583205650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SY3PyL6bZRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zZmyEYVSt_o/s320/K2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lately, I've basically been having the same conversation with people in regards to personalities and our expectations. When I was younger, I used to "dismiss" people who couldn't "rise to the occasion" or "make things happen" from their will to achieve or they "let go" of their dream or end goal because they suddenly felt weak or felt they "just couldn't do it" . I believed that, it was totally, another sign of weakness like laziness. Self-doubt and pity are our worse enemies! I totally STILL believe that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Needless to say, those who know me, know I have a very strong personality- not one to succumb to situations but I search out alternative options (which I usually have already put in place) and look to meet those goals or tasks. I've always lived my life around Plan A, B and C. Of course, Plan "A" is the ultimate goal and the direct route to achieve it... Plan "B" is the same outcome but a different course taken to achieve the same end result... and Plan "C" is the option when all else fails- I don't know how to live my life without this scenario. Some may see it as sick or too rigid but you know what, all my life it has worked for me. I know I do possess an "Alpha" personality, and to understand WHICH type of Alpha I am (for those who know what I'm talking about) I need to tell you that I'm about 30% Alpha 5 and 70% Alpha 7- this is who I am. I've tried to deviate from this in the past but I couldn't... I can't... this is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have learned over the course of my life NOT to dismiss people but try to help them achieve their goals with my, should I say, "steps to success". I tell people that for one, I'm not a crier- on rare occasion when the struggles of life REALLY get to me and it seems like the whole world is about to cave in, I break into tears. When this happens, I lay down and give myself the ultimate pep-talk, "You're not weak... crying is for others, not you", "you're better than this situation", "get over yourself", "rise above it OR lay down and succumb to your failure", "find a way to make it happen", "self pity is a sign of weakness", "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO???". Usually at this point, I cease crying, wash my face, I sometimes pray and then I relax. I clear my head and tell myself, "What's the next course of action?". I then assess the situation at hand and revise my immediate goals and the put in place the new outline of Plan A, B and C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Over the years, my husband and I have to come to crossroads where he has said on numerous occassions that he doesn't understand me or my mode of thinking... but with knowning how I am and my personality, I have come to realize that you can not explain your attempt or end result to him as he sees it as thinking too far ahead or sometimes too abstract... but I think most can agree that men tend to see with "tunnel vision" or like I sometimes like to say, "they can only see to the tip of their nose" while most women tend to look at the broader picture and keep the end goal in mind. There have been times when situations have taken days, weeks and even a few months before the end goal was achieved... and he would say things to me like I'm not working on getting something in order or making any effort to get things cleared up (not realizing that things have been working in the background) and then when it all comes together, the hubby would just look at me and I at him and say, "Exactly...."- enough said! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As our lives evolve, so do our plans and/or goals so we are ever modifying, changing or tweeking our outline in order to achieve our desired end results... it's to pray to Allah and seek his guidance... and USE the brain Allah (SWT) gave you- that's why we all have one (well, most of us anyways). ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We must learn to rise above the petty everyday sorrows and the misery it usually brings in order to get through this world... you have to learn to pick yourself up and dust off the issue(s) at hand and work towards making the situation favorable if not totally better. If you don't know who you are and what you want out of life, and don't have a general idea as to how to achieve your goal(s), you could easily be swallowed up by this mean, unforgiving, disgusting world and forever lost in the dark abyss of doubt and self pity. That's definitely NOT an option for me... is that an option for you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What are some of your common practices to "making it happen"? Though my method of madness may seem extreme to some, your reply concerning your method might help someone who doesn't know how to achieve their end goal(s)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7044863705043575460?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7044863705043575460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7044863705043575460&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7044863705043575460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7044863705043575460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/high-expectations.html' title='High Expectations'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SY3PyL6bZRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zZmyEYVSt_o/s72-c/K2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8154922252989725863</id><published>2009-02-03T13:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:04:57.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Cherish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYiTYx_cC8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/j_XcYpWxW0Q/s1600-h/Anne_geddes_71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298647015546948546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYiTYx_cC8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/j_XcYpWxW0Q/s320/Anne_geddes_71.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you realize for every breath that we take we are fortunate to be in this world? Many times, I take for granted the good health that I have, the love I received from my loved ones. I say "Thank you for Life". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are many ways we can make the most out of our lives and cherish the people around us. We can start with a heart of gratitude for where we are in this moment. Our needs are taken care of and we are surrounded by people we love and who love us. When we have a heart of gratitude, we can thank God for everything. We can thank God for our physical needs being taken care of, our mental mind and our stable emotions. We can make the most out of life by being joyful in the moment. When we are joyful, even the taste of ice-cream delights us and brings us to the edge of heaven. When we are joyful, we just feel like singing and dancing. We smile and laugh and all these positive emotions are reflected from our inner beings and these positive emotions can charge another to feel better. We just hug the first baby that comes along be it from strangers or friends because the wonder of the world is reflected in a baby or a small child. The smile on the baby or child's face says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are thankful for who we are, we are in a better position to make the most out of life. Even a walk in the evening is something to be thankful for as we appreciate our surroundings and our physical and mental faculties to appreciate what we can see, do or be. The green grass and the blue sky is ours to see and feel good about it if we so choose to do so and that's what Life has given to us, to cherish the moment of where we are. When we have people who make us laugh, understand us and cherish us, we have been given the greatest gift of love by being here. In this moment, when we realized that by loving the people around us, we are cherishing them for who they are and are grateful for them being in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful and it is how we look at it. Appreciate the beauty of our lives and when we appreciate the gift of life, we cannot but be thankful for the people in our lives and for being here in this moment. We can make our world a better place by encouraging another person and be with them when they need us. Life is meant to be lived with passion and when we forget that is what we need to do, remind ourselves that we are here for a reason. We want to live when the flame is lighting and when it is done, we know we have burn brightly and the warmth of the light has touched someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few simple things we can do to start to make the most out of life and cherish the people around us:&lt;br /&gt;1. Show love and care to people we love&lt;br /&gt;2. Be joyful&lt;br /&gt;3. Appreciate others by telling them that we appreciate them&lt;br /&gt;4. Simply say "I love you" to people we love and let us not assume they know we love them&lt;br /&gt;5. A pat on the back or just listening to someone also indicate that we care&lt;br /&gt;6. A note of love and appreciation to people we love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many ways we can cherish the people around us and most importantly is to start with one way and then we will have more ideas to do so and let us just do it. It is never too late to tell someone you care. Live life and let your joy shine through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Helen Tays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8154922252989725863?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8154922252989725863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8154922252989725863&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8154922252989725863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8154922252989725863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/02/cherish.html' title='Cherish'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYiTYx_cC8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/j_XcYpWxW0Q/s72-c/Anne_geddes_71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7111767341705284643</id><published>2009-01-29T17:01:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:36:48.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>I am sooo undeserving of this honor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYI1QTqETHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/o7cCmzjZyrw/s1600-h/coolest+blog+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296854666012019826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYI1QTqETHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/o7cCmzjZyrw/s320/coolest+blog+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was giving the award by my beautiful sister, &lt;a href="http://projecthijab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hijabee&lt;/a&gt; and I dunno if I exactly deserve such a thing- a newbie blogger like myself... but when I write, it comes straight from the heart. I can say she, being Hijabee, is an inspiration to me- she is well-spoken, appears to be even-keeled, insightful sister who writes with a passion that you can feel (anybody remember her short story?)... and I'm glad to have had the chance to know her. If anyone deserves this award, my sister, it's you! (hugs &amp;amp; kisses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So... I must nominate 10 others out in our little blog world- the choices aren't easy as there are many great bloggers out there- some have been nominated already and some will appear as a repeat on my list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamamona.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moma Mona&lt;/a&gt;: A very nice sister who lives in Egypt who reached out to me to inform me of what to expect there... and not to expect (and the loads of stuff to bring!). I love reading about her and her beautiful children, MashaAllah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mustaqeem.wordpress.com/"&gt;Cool Guy Muslim blog&lt;/a&gt;: This brother has no nonsense posts... all about info on Islam and all quite insightful. You wanna learn something you might not have known? Check him out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desert-monsoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Monsoon&lt;/a&gt;: I appreciate this sister's quirky style of writing- I get a good chuckle every time I read one of her passages. And we've chatted more than a few times... she's definitely a great sister to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desert-veil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Veil&lt;/a&gt;: Her post are a good mixture of personal issues, world affairs and other random things... that's what I like about reading her blog, you can't guess what she'll write about next so it keeps things interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hijabicouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hijabi Couture&lt;/a&gt;: This sister is TRULY one in a million! What a sweet, loving persona! We have chatted constantly back and forth thru email and I can tell you, she's a unique lady. Her sewing skills are definitely on point! She made a fabulous Eid outfit for me (which everyone loved!) and she just completed yet another nice order for me today... ladies, check out her things and give her a holla- you won't be disappointed! So what she's in Morocco!!! (its worth it) lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mybakingaddiction.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Baking Addiction&lt;/a&gt;: This blogger named Jamie has a beautiful site! The recipes are wonderful and she gives you the links to the actual site to make them yourself. For all those who enjoy baking, check her out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newmuslimahrevert.blogspot.com/"&gt;Inspired Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;: She's such a sweet sister... I don't know exactly what to say about her- I appreciate her honesty and she comes across as a truly genuine person. She's a new Muslimah- and she's got her head on right! Stay the course, my humble sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://millzjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seeking Serenity&lt;/a&gt;: Another sweet sister with her head on her shoulders right! Her blog is also a good mixture of personal issues, fashion and the sorts. Keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestrivingmuslimah.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Striving Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;: Umm Khadijah's blog is fabulous... another blog full of insightful, beneficial information for us sisters. A mixture of news, Islam, poems and personal posts. Definitely worth reading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ummismailsamirasawda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Umm Ismail&lt;/a&gt;: This no nonsense sister (lol) has 2 blogs but "Blaque Queen" is the latest... very informative (learned a few things I didn't know over there) and all about Islam- no fluff included. Issues covered range from dealing with husbands, to how to treat your children, Islamic books, Islamic stories, Islamic knowledge and beautiful poems. She's another sister I have had the pleasure of chatting with extensively- definitely a sister with a good heart, MashaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even though I have listed my ten people, this list could NOT be complete without mentioning &lt;a href="http://teabreakthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Umm Travis&lt;/a&gt;. I know she has been giving this honor twice today but her blog is full of passion... and even though, we both know we don't always agree on some issues, (*hugs*) at the end of the day, we have TOTAL understanding of each other- and that counts for everything! I love you, my sister, for the pleasure of Allah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Remember to pass this honor onto 10 people of your own... would love to see how many other great blogs are out there we haven't had the pleasure of reading yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7111767341705284643?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7111767341705284643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7111767341705284643&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7111767341705284643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7111767341705284643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-sooo-undeserving-of-this-honor.html' title='I am sooo undeserving of this honor...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYI1QTqETHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/o7cCmzjZyrw/s72-c/coolest+blog+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1218681093694456156</id><published>2009-01-28T12:27:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:46:36.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>I've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYCeFb1mS2I/AAAAAAAAATw/535cjgtAK_o/s1600-h/Sadie_McGowan_Yosemite_Indian_baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296406977996802914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYCeFb1mS2I/AAAAAAAAATw/535cjgtAK_o/s320/Sadie_McGowan_Yosemite_Indian_baby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I couldn't help but post this pic... this Native American baby looks almost exactly like my Little Papi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been tagged by my humble sis, &lt;a href="http://projecthijab.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-tagged.html"&gt;Hijabee&lt;/a&gt;, so here are my answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; You have to add one additional "favorite" thing to the end of the list when you answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite color: Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite perfume (guys): Issey Miyake... ultra sexy? any attar my hubby wears! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite perfume (girls): the classic Calyx by Prescriptives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite pj brand: Any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite clothes brand in general: Gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite person in the entire world: Me! LOL... just kidding- my babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite country: Barbados (so many vacations there... loads of memories) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite car: R350 (perfect family vehicle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite sport: baseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite sport player: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite spot in America: toss up between Savannah, Georgia and Boston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite animal: birds (to me, bliss is hearing them sing in the morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite movie: Indian: Devdas - American: Scarface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite singer: none now although I really used to love Jill Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite day in the week: Fridays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite time of the day: Evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite holiday season: Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite number: 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite food: Lobster tails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite chocolate: Godiva (especially truffles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite cartoon: as a child, Tom &amp;amp; Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite blogger: none (actually many are good- cant choose) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite Flavor Ice Cream: Mint chocolate chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite Mobile Brand: My Blackberry Curve- cant be without it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite name: my hubbys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite hobby: Shopping, shopping and more shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite room in my house: Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite Fruit: toss up: Mangos and Cherries! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I add:&lt;/span&gt; Favorite flower: Calla lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I tag the following sisters: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beautifulmuslimah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beautiful Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desert-monsoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Monsoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desert-veil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Veil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newmuslimahrevert.blogspot.com/"&gt;Inspired Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamamona.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momamona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://millzjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seeking Serenity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1218681093694456156?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1218681093694456156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1218681093694456156&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1218681093694456156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1218681093694456156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SYCeFb1mS2I/AAAAAAAAATw/535cjgtAK_o/s72-c/Sadie_McGowan_Yosemite_Indian_baby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8976222440581061164</id><published>2009-01-22T22:22:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:55:04.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aristole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxation mode'/><title type='text'>In relaxation mode...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SXk9WtQb02I/AAAAAAAAATg/BD2URB8WcgI/s1600-h/maldives_wideweb__430x275,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294330297265673058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SXk9WtQb02I/AAAAAAAAATg/BD2URB8WcgI/s320/maldives_wideweb__430x275,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel the need to kick back and relax... in spite of all the boxes, clothes, books, food and other miscellaneous items sitting in the middle of house beckoning for my attention! I'm sooo tired of looking at this stuff... I feel as if I haven't even made a dent. So here we are amongst the books tonight that need to be boxed up so I started reading some of my favorite quotes (I'm a quote loving girl).....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight's featured writer: Aristole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsion, habit, reason, passion, and desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-All virtue is summed up in dealing justly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Man perfected by society is the best of all animals; he is the most terrible of all when he lives without law, and without justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-The moral virtues, then, are produced in us neither by nature nor against nature. Nature, indeed, prepares in us the ground for their reception, but their complete formation is the product of habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-We are what we repeatedly do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who overcomes his enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Piety requires us to honor truth above our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-To enjoy the things we ought and to hate the things we ought has the greatest bearing on excellence of character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And one of my all time favorites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8976222440581061164?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8976222440581061164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8976222440581061164&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8976222440581061164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8976222440581061164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-relaxation-mode.html' title='In relaxation mode...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SXk9WtQb02I/AAAAAAAAATg/BD2URB8WcgI/s72-c/maldives_wideweb__430x275,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1409359910641900019</id><published>2009-01-17T16:42:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:19:27.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>My heart is bleeding....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SXJSZpyM7SI/AAAAAAAAATY/xGDFubfXqzc/s1600-h/baby-feet-pictures-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292383112780377378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SXJSZpyM7SI/AAAAAAAAATY/xGDFubfXqzc/s320/baby-feet-pictures-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you have a weak stomach or can't take extreme graphics, don't click the link for what you will see will surely make you ill... our sister Lazeena has a very disturbing post that needs to be seen by as many people as possible so they can see what those animals are doing in Gaza- I shouldn't even disgrace the animals with the association... they are the vilest things to slither around on the face of this earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://istherefoodonmyniqaab.blogspot.com/2009/01/aynal-islam-aynal-muslimeen.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I definitely didn't see this story on Al-Jazeera's site before I commented on how it looks like the US gave the savages the "green light" to do as they please since the government is about to change hands- check this story out: &lt;a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/news/americas/2009/01/200911402950253579.html"&gt;http://english.aljazeera.net/news/americas/2009/01/200911402950253579.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1409359910641900019?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1409359910641900019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1409359910641900019&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1409359910641900019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1409359910641900019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-heart-is-bleeding.html' title='My heart is bleeding....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SXJSZpyM7SI/AAAAAAAAATY/xGDFubfXqzc/s72-c/baby-feet-pictures-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-9025041381347502737</id><published>2009-01-15T13:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:38:18.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husbands'/><title type='text'>Crazy behind the veil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SW-B2uSk3ZI/AAAAAAAAATI/a7E-8mpetPI/s1600-h/2003_04_04ArabEyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291590864322485650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SW-B2uSk3ZI/AAAAAAAAATI/a7E-8mpetPI/s320/2003_04_04ArabEyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had the wonderful opportunity to speak to my very outspoken sister-girl last night and we discussed a few things that are going on under the umbrella of Islam but all it is are sick people succumbing to their own desires/wants/needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here are a few interesting things that are currently going on out there with sisters... and even though it might sound funny, these are truly some very serious issues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- A sister marry a kaffir thinking that he loves you (because he tells you so) so you go to civil court and marry but yet he NEVER converts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- When your husband decides he would like to make an "undesirable" a housewife and a Muslim (just so he could have her)... and you totally agree(?);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- A sister who walks around constantly saying "My husband says..."- the Case of the Husband Sayers and what he SAYS is not Islamically correct anyway;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- Or the husband wants another wife he KNOWS he can't afford (but all the other brothers have 'em) so to make YOU feel good, he'll allow you to pick her for him, online... tsk tsk;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- Or your husband have you and other wives but yet all are on public assistance and yet still making babies like pouring Kool-Aid? And most of these men DON'T work... and somebody correct me if I'm wrong, isn't this haram? Aren't you to marry what you can support???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- You don't wear hijab because your husband say so or the new one going "he's scared for your safety";&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- "My husband beats me because he loves me"... immediate psychotherapy required!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- The husband can't find a job (most of them don't want one) so he makes one wife go to work and the other stay and take care of all the kids and make them all live in one house... and his function is?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- Or the brother who has multiple wives and to cut down on his "running around" to keep time equal between them feels it's easier to sleep with ALL of them AT ONCE? AstaghfirAllah....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know about the current state of some of our Muslimahs today- as I hear, these are real, live issues that are on the forefront in some of their lives... and what exactly do any of these things have to do with our glorious religion? Or even legislated for that matter? If someone knows something I don't, please enlighten me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you see or know a sister going through anything remotely similar to above, sit her down and TALK to her, I think she needs your help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-9025041381347502737?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/9025041381347502737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=9025041381347502737&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/9025041381347502737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/9025041381347502737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy-behind-veil.html' title='Crazy behind the veil?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SW-B2uSk3ZI/AAAAAAAAATI/a7E-8mpetPI/s72-c/2003_04_04ArabEyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8547110169948423399</id><published>2009-01-09T21:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:08:47.636-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What will you teach your children???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWgQjiVVU5I/AAAAAAAAASY/nYRR08i_taA/s1600-h/arab-jew-child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289495965044396946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWgQjiVVU5I/AAAAAAAAASY/nYRR08i_taA/s320/arab-jew-child.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It seems there's not much love in this world of ours... we are in a sad, pittiful state! We need to teach our children the right things so they grow with acceptance, tolerance of others and respect for mankind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If a child lives with jealousy, he learns to feel guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If a child lives with fairness, he learns to justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Dorothy Nolte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What will you teach YOUR children??????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8547110169948423399?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8547110169948423399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8547110169948423399&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8547110169948423399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8547110169948423399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-will-you-teach-your-children.html' title='What will you teach your children???'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWgQjiVVU5I/AAAAAAAAASY/nYRR08i_taA/s72-c/arab-jew-child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3730096849556838343</id><published>2009-01-07T23:06:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T04:09:34.043-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 random things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>10 Random things about me.... oh boy.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWWEYe83CGI/AAAAAAAAASI/RmLSsfomL48/s1600-h/number%252010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778893576570978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWWEYe83CGI/AAAAAAAAASI/RmLSsfomL48/s320/number%252010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I've been tagged by my wonderful sisters,&lt;a href="http://projecthijab.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-random-things-about-me.html"&gt; Hijabee&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://hajar-alwi.blogspot.com/2009/01/honest-scrap.html"&gt;Hajar&lt;/a&gt; so here's my imput for 10 random things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1.) When talking, I HATE to have to repeat myself... an old pet peeve I can not let go of- I get irritated if I have to (also when you talk to people and they don't look at you... ugh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.) I dislike very much when people call, let the answer machine pick up, and DON'T leave a message (then I have to check caller ID to see who it was = annoying)... I mean, what kind of psychotic thing is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3.) I don't like not being able to "handle" a situation... me, a definite total control freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4.) LOVE shopping... not so much for myself but for my babies and others especially when I know they like certain things- more like a "pleasant surprise" gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5.) Dislike when things are out of order... meaning not in its proper place (always mumbling something about this to the hubby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6.) Love to escape the city for the country (or even better, the ocean!)... green grass, wide open spaces and vast oceans is for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7.) Love to cook and have gatherings with my friends... food tends to relax most of us and I like to feed people... especially to be able to see them smile and laugh with their friends- I'm the definite party coordinator!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8.) I love to drive fast cars... had 1 or 2 of them growing up and I always thought I would race them on a track one day as a hobby (NOT!)(lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9.) People always put me "in charge" or hold me as some "authority" figure (yeah, right)... from the time I was old enough to REALLY know myself, this has been my role- always "You're smart, so we'll let Anisa take care of it!" or "They'll definitely listen to you, you tell them!" or "Let's ask Anisa to see what SHE says..." or the classic "I think they all scared of you, you do it..." ... hence one of my biggest roles in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10.) I'm the usual "go to person" for just about everything... with living life, people have ALWAYS come to me as I've been "around" and know where to get just about anything under the sun (well, not really everything but you get the picture... lol)- always, "If anyone knows, Anisa knows..." hence one of my other bigger roles in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so I tag the following sisters: &lt;a href="http://awakenedbytruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;a learning Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://beautifulmuslimah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beautiful Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://desert-monsoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Monsoon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://desert-veil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Veil&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://halalhoney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Halal Honey&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thestrivingmuslimah.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Striving Muslimah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://muslimaheyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thru My Muslim Eyes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3730096849556838343?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3730096849556838343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3730096849556838343&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3730096849556838343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3730096849556838343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-random-things-about-me-oh-boy.html' title='10 Random things about me.... oh boy.........'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWWEYe83CGI/AAAAAAAAASI/RmLSsfomL48/s72-c/number%252010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4590033944812025600</id><published>2009-01-04T13:47:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:26:32.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palestine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boycott'/><title type='text'>Donations for Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWEFinY0NwI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sCYImupjMLg/s1600-h/thumb_down.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287513529756432130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWEFinY0NwI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sCYImupjMLg/s320/thumb_down.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just received a very interesting text message that I wanted to share with everyone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Fwd: Starbucks and McDonalds are donating their next 2 weeks of earned revenue to Israel. Please BOYCOTT them and forward this message to everyone you know..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, remember that could be YOUR country that was being bombed... your Mother, Father, sister, brother or innocent child(ren) being slaughtered for no reason- let's not take our freedom(s) for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even if you hate every Muslim on the face of the earth and everything we stand for, you must agree that we're all human and those poor people DO NOT deserve what has been happening to them. Any person with a quater of a brain and any kind of heart could see that this is genocide taking place while the WHOLE WORLD sits back and watch... shame on us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;******* People take a look at this link below and do what YOU will with the information as I WILL NOT engage in a debate with ANYONE over this topic, so don't bother yourselves too much. If you choose to ignore it, than so be it- if you figure you might be able to divert any more harm to those people in Palestine, then act on it- the choice is yours *******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Please check out Ange's post &lt;a href="http://hegab-rehab.blogspot.com/2009/01/boycott-israel.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on some companies that are owned and/or operated or their affiliation- enough said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4590033944812025600?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4590033944812025600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4590033944812025600&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4590033944812025600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4590033944812025600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/donations-for-israel.html' title='Donations for Israel'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWEFinY0NwI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sCYImupjMLg/s72-c/thumb_down.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-2201467802703937252</id><published>2009-01-04T04:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:57:55.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arguing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>LOL... I think I have a headache....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWCEoNgKrTI/AAAAAAAAARw/ebISRtO93nI/s1600-h/arguing+cartoon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371788887174450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWCEoNgKrTI/AAAAAAAAARw/ebISRtO93nI/s200/arguing+cartoon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assalaam 'Alaikum sisters (and "hello" to you other readers):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People, I posted this as a comment on my last post, but for those who may not see it: there is a beautiful poem over at &lt;a href="http://ummismailsamirasawda.blogspot.com/2009/01/i.html#comments"&gt;Umm Ismail's&lt;/a&gt; newer blog that I think ALL should read...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enough said... geesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-2201467802703937252?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/2201467802703937252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=2201467802703937252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2201467802703937252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2201467802703937252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-i-think-i-have-headache.html' title='LOL... I think I have a headache....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SWCEoNgKrTI/AAAAAAAAARw/ebISRtO93nI/s72-c/arguing+cartoon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3451194269764408366</id><published>2009-01-02T20:42:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:54:12.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacify'/><title type='text'>Do you REALLY love your sister?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV7Jeig78AI/AAAAAAAAARo/GOQigKTNsFU/s1600-h/muslim+women+profile.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286884539077750786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV7Jeig78AI/AAAAAAAAARo/GOQigKTNsFU/s200/muslim+women+profile.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just having a very refreshing chat with a sister and we touched on the subject as to whether or not sisters really love each other... because I know, if you really love your sister like you claim to, you won't "sugar coat" the truth to make her feel good and not "pull her up" when she's wrong. I mentioned in another post of mine I believe or in the comments of one of my post that here, where I live, when one of us is wrong, a sister or group will call you on your mistake- now, some of us a VERY tight so sometimes the words may seem to be a bit "rude" for others but we understand each other... we know that the sister is addressing the issue(s) because she loves her sister and don't want her to err- it's not about getting an attitude and giving people the "cold shoulder". We call it "constructive criticism". Please tell me... exactly how do you benefit from people telling you lies to make you feel good? Some people WANT to be pacified... and sorry, we tend to call them like we see them so I guess we're not a good group if you're looking for "feel good" friends.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love for your sister what you would love for yourself... if you love her, tell her the truth- she may NOT appreciate it then but if she a true sister and realize her mistake(s) then it was worth it in the end. It's not be rude but state your concern(s) with love and tactfulness that she may see where she went wrong. And she should thank you, if not aloud, in her heart. And if you're the type of person who allow your sister to continually make the same mistakes in her actions, words and/or behavior without correcting her, then know you are definitely not your "sister's keeper" and most infinitely not her friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My personal philosophy is "never co-sign garbage"... and I plan to teach my kids the same, InshaAllah- some may not appreciate your "direct" approach as most are accustomed to people telling them things to make them look or feel good when they themselves KNOW they're wrong, but in the end, you'll know that you did the right thing. That Muslimahs, is REAL love......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3451194269764408366?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3451194269764408366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3451194269764408366&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3451194269764408366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3451194269764408366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-really-love-your-sister.html' title='Do you REALLY love your sister?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV7Jeig78AI/AAAAAAAAARo/GOQigKTNsFU/s72-c/muslim+women+profile.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7237598555158696761</id><published>2009-01-02T13:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:16:20.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always there for you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><title type='text'>Hello stranger....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV5jIQBzSqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pso5qMaLMpE/s1600-h/MR010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286772005972167330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV5jIQBzSqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pso5qMaLMpE/s320/MR010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello, stranger.... it was an experience briefly chatting with you today although our conversation lacked "feeling". Inner intuition is telling me one thing but I won't put it out there for the world to scrutinize... I'm no psychoanalyst nor do I desire to be but there seems to be more than a few things going on- remember, I'm ALWAYS available whenever you want to talk... my door will NEVER close: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander as a lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each day you wake up with a frown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumours keep spreading around town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you’re suffering a mental breakdown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A solitary walk you walk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lonely talk you talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you wander as a lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander as a lonely at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander as a lonely on sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander as a lonely at day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander as a lonely and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander as a lonely each day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow down, slow down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shut down, shut down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shutdown the lonely before you drown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embrace your friends with warmth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They can give you assistance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deliver you from your lonely existence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You keep fighting love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bending it around like a curve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With your glowering face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reserving only a lonely place, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Halting happiness to arrive in your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever stop to wonder? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever stop to ponder? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you the reason for the lonely blunders? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow down, slow down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shut down, shut down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remove from your head that lonely crown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wander endlessly as a lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Searching for a spot called homely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But your face is missing that vital smile called lovely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness Is Not Comforts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does happiness depend upon comfort? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The answer is definitely a big, No! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness lies in not comforts alone! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is not a static quality of the human mind, body and soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All can’t remain happy all the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would be foolishness to wish for a life, filled with happiness alone; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is more when woes come in-between.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is just a feeling weird! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life could become boring and monotonous, when happiness is prolonged. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the pauper can be happier than the prince.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even the beggar smiles and sleeps well, despite much strife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is a frame of mind that’s dynamic in nature; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is a kind of mood of feeling very well; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is a state of one, when life seems worth living; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is something strange that varies with time, experience and wisdom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is all within; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in giving; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in sharing; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is the ceiling, whatever you fix! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness does not wholly depend on comforts; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness cannot be bought by money; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is not all luxury; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is abstract to the core! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in being child-like, though adult; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in making and seeing the less fortunate ones, smile; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in acting adult-like, although a child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in giving something to someone, although you still need it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in sacrificing for others’ sake; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in giving up your chance to someone, who most needs it; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in doing acts of charity; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is when you’ve led a righteous life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness to some is in dreams alone; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness to some doing risky feats; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness to a few is in a sheer lazy life; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness to some is in yeoman service to mankind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is a phenomenon; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is a quirk of fate; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is quite rare and scarce at times; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness to some is in living in a virtual world! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in braving the storms of life; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in toiling for others’ sakes; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in sharing your talents and ken; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is in loving your poor brethren.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-15-2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7237598555158696761?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7237598555158696761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7237598555158696761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7237598555158696761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7237598555158696761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-stranger.html' title='Hello stranger....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV5jIQBzSqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pso5qMaLMpE/s72-c/MR010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7221645167542104465</id><published>2009-01-01T12:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:46:40.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hijab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='covering properly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirror images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fulla doll'/><title type='text'>Trying to raise our daughters with mirror images of themselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0IspDr_YI/AAAAAAAAARI/AJ8xdfxS_NE/s1600-h/23FULLA_narrowweb__300x378,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286391100631416194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0IspDr_YI/AAAAAAAAARI/AJ8xdfxS_NE/s200/23FULLA_narrowweb__300x378,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've started to take my daughter with me more frequently when I shop and I'm starting to see what she's looking at when we go to the mall or the supermarket. Now, I let her pick DVD's for her and her brother to watch- always either Diego, Dora, the Backyardigans or Elmo and she has a few Barbie movies... and I notice her looking at all the "big girls" when we go out and even at the age of 4, she has begun to take notice of what they're wearing. One day, when we were walking she said, "Mommy, look at her hair!" as the girl hair was very long like hers, MashaAllah and "I like her pants..." which the girl had on a pair of decorated jeans. So it made me realize truly how early we need to start to "instruct" our girls with the proper way of covering herself. Now, we started to put &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0H5Y0ClRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cDwwLMkAuwQ/s1600-h/52681459_f4dea3198a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286390220097492242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0H5Y0ClRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cDwwLMkAuwQ/s200/52681459_f4dea3198a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hijab on her just a little before she turned 2, not full time but to get her used to the idea of wearing it. Now that she's 4, she knows what it's all about... there are some days when she'll say to me, "Mommy, I don't wanna wear it today!"- these are the days when we paid a visit to the Dominican salon for her monthly deep condition and "blow out"- if any of you know about it or ever had one, you definitely know there's nothing else out there like it! But for the most part she doesn't protest about putting it on and on some days when the house is crazy and I'm trying to get everybody out to get some place on time, she'll even remind ME by yelling, "Mommy, you forgot my hijab!!!"... MashaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It made me start to think about all the images they see on a daily basis and how even when we think they're not listening, their little ears hear ALL things.... on more than one occasion while driving, if I had an episode of "road rage" and called someone an "ignorant donkey", she would say to me "Mommy, why did you say that? That's not nice...."- and she's right. That's when I catch myself and tell her Mommy was wrong and that wasn't a nice thing to say and that I'm sorry. She would say to me in return, "Mommy, okay, NOW you're being a good girl... excellent, Mommy!"- the phrase I always tell her when she corrects her behavior, subhanallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I never bought her any dolls until recently as my &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0H5jexNjI/AAAAAAAAARA/KvN1sk5yNq0/s1600-h/2453386555_2d651b3ba2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286390222961063474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0H5jexNjI/AAAAAAAAARA/KvN1sk5yNq0/s200/2453386555_2d651b3ba2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;husband IS NOT an advocate of them but as a Mom, I knew I grew up with too many to count so I wanted to her to have a few so she would be able to "play house" the same way I did coming up... so I bought her three Pottery Barn Kids dolls as she fell in love with these particular ones when she saw their latest catalog in the house. While the dolls are fully dressed and look "normal" meaning not like those hoochie Bratz dolls, I said to myself I should find her something that would be more suitable for her as a little Muslimah- which started my quest for the beautiful Fulla doll. Now, I became familiar with the doll when it first came out but since she just came along and now she's starting to took at dolls, I thought I'd better be proactive and give her something to identify with in a positive way. When she visits her cousin's house in Long Island, she has more dolls than any one shelf in Toy'R'Us and they play with them for hours... including those provocative Bratz girlz... and I see she likes them as I sit there and watch her by the way she stares at them- NOT the image we want etched in that mind of hers!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0H40nNd6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/-8goeuAYKOA/s1600-h/doll%2520-%2520fulla2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286390210380003234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0H40nNd6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/-8goeuAYKOA/s200/doll%2520-%2520fulla2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We've also made it a practice of having her wear her abaya when she goes out to masjid so she can get used to that idea as well- and when I recently started researching where here in the US I could purchase the Fulla doll, I saw that you can get her in her abaya, in her prayer outfit, as a dentist, as a teacher and totally dressed up in a gown... just the thing I was looking for! They are quite costly but to me it's worth it- if I can buy her a non-Muslim PBK doll then I can pay a few more dollars to buy her something that she can identify her Mom, my friends and her little friend's Mommies with... properly covered and wearing a hijab! Even when I showed my 2 year old, Big Papi, the Fulla doll, he exclaimed, "That's Mommy!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MashaAllah, she LOVES wearing niqab when we visit one of my girlfriend's house or when my best friend is around, she'll take the niqab and put it on herself! At home since I don't wear one, she improvises by taking my inside scarf and tying it around her face... InshaAllah, I hope in the future she elects to wear one... she would look sooooo beautiful (MashaAllah). They need to make a Fulla doll complete with niqab!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just jotting this down to remind myself and any of you sisters out there with daughters that they are sooooo much more aware than we realize and we need to be more diligent with showing our daughters to guard their beauty by covering properly- early intervention saves a WHOLE lot of headache later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7221645167542104465?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7221645167542104465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7221645167542104465&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7221645167542104465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7221645167542104465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2009/01/trying-to-raise-our-daughters-with.html' title='Trying to raise our daughters with mirror images of themselves'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SV0IspDr_YI/AAAAAAAAARI/AJ8xdfxS_NE/s72-c/23FULLA_narrowweb__300x378,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4322456802726086776</id><published>2008-12-31T20:23:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:11:07.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fracture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ankle'/><title type='text'>How time flies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVwiIFN0HoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZlhOzPS9Mo4/s1600-h/3074217~Pakistani-Girls-Show-Their-Hands-Painted-with-Henna-Ahead-of-the-Muslim-Festival-of-Eid-Al-Fitr-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286137584860536450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVwiIFN0HoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZlhOzPS9Mo4/s320/3074217~Pakistani-Girls-Show-Their-Hands-Painted-with-Henna-Ahead-of-the-Muslim-Festival-of-Eid-Al-Fitr-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My best girlfriend who recently moved to Saudi is currently visiting Cairo and we were chatting today about how fast time flies... on this same day, one year ago, we boarded Egypt Air from New York to Cairo- her and her youngest daughter and me and my two little terrors... with intentions on having a blast! Just a getaway, to take care of somethings for herself and me, to confirm my intentions (again) as to whether I really wanted to make that move. We had a trip planned to Hurgada when we were finished with shopping, shopping and did I mention shopping? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But things didn't exactly work out that way in the end- we had to cut our trip short after about 9 days as she had a very serious illness in her family. And on the night before we left, I had to have a frap from their Costa Coffee house in Al Rehab... it was raining and instead of me walking which seemed like a 1/4 of a mile (wasn't) I decided to cross a very wet wooden bridge which extended across a very elaborate water fall display... so guess what happened next? I went up the steep bridge okay but with having on high heeled boots, on the steep decline down, my feet began to slip... so I started to run-walk to avoid slipping... and all of a sudden, I couldn't stop! So, I had to think quick as I knew I was going to fall but definitely didn't want to fall on my stomach since I was 2 months pregnant and just a little paranoid (I had 2 miscarriages before that pregnancy) so I decided to brace my feet when I came to the end of the bridge so I ended up in a "arched cat stance"- when that happened, I heard three VERY loud snaps.... I couldn't walk! I managed to get up, limp to the coffee house (still had to get that drink... hey, I was pregnant!) and as I was standing there, I could feel my right ankle start to balloon up so big my boot felt tight around my ankle. Trying not to panic, I wasn't sure if it was broken as the pain was unbearable but I held it in like a trooper (helps to have a high pain tolerance...) and made it back to my hired car. The driver asked me what happened, and I told him I fell and I'm not sure if it's broken... he immediately drove me to my friend's flat, took my kids home and raced me to the hospital there in Rehab. Not long after arriving, they summoned the doctor from I think home, took three x-rays of my right ankle and we awaited the results... totally fractured in three places! The doctor made a cast, told me to buy a shoe, bear the pain since I was expecting and follow up with my doc when I got back home- I was ordered to wear it for 6 weeks and then have it evaluated further... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We left Cairo the next morning in route home... my husband was a wreck when we arrived for some reason he thought I said my right hand so he was a bit relieved to see it was my ankle... and that everyone in the end, was okay. On the flight home, I was miserable and feeling a little queasy which I NEVER do when I'm pregnant- my husband ALWAYS have my pregnancy symptoms eg: back pain, nausea, vomiting, food cravings, etc... talk about funny! But I couldn't wait to get home, in my house and elevate my feet...my kids were trying to rub it for me to make me feel better while I suffered thru that immense pain- I kept trying to sleep it off.... didn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we laughed today at exactly how time flies and reminisced about our lovely trip... I can't wait to see her late next month / early February, InshaAllah- may Allah reward her for being a very good sister (Ameen). I can't wait to have henna parties and sleep-overs! (LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Raf, I love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4322456802726086776?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4322456802726086776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4322456802726086776&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4322456802726086776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4322456802726086776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVwiIFN0HoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZlhOzPS9Mo4/s72-c/3074217~Pakistani-Girls-Show-Their-Hands-Painted-with-Henna-Ahead-of-the-Muslim-Festival-of-Eid-Al-Fitr-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8445654403218034099</id><published>2008-12-26T19:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:59:27.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>Just a little more closer now.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVWB9mj8qVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pBbE9lyNTsQ/s1600-h/egypt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284272633112471890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVWB9mj8qVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pBbE9lyNTsQ/s200/egypt5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been going a little nuts lately with trying to figure out what should be my next move with the BIG move we're untaking... I kinda feel like I'm in limbo- so much to do but don't where to start while other things can't begin because other things need to happen first... Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, finally a step in the right direction, my hubby's friend has a shipping company he uses for his business and they, Alhumdulillah, have an excellent rate with shipping goods overseas so InshaAllah, this is the company I'll send my things with- that was a HUGE relief! Now, I spoke to my contact in Cairo earlier today and he's finalizing who he will deal with on that end to get my things from Alexandria to Cairo.... he's going to give me the details tomorrow, InshaAllah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So.... here we are.... getting closer.... bags are being packed slowly.... finding out what's left to be bought (probiotics, vitamins, kid medicine, etc.)... last minute things to sell.... things to give away as charity.... buy my tickets.... get together with my girls before I leave and they leave for their destinations (Saudi, Australia, Florida and such)... make my rounds for my goodbyes to my family and friends.... take my kids to their last Disney show in New York.... call those I won't see to tell them I'll contact them when I arrive in Cairo via phone or after I get internet service (which I hope will be ASAP- I must have a computer at my immediate disposal!).... and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really don't expect to have any entries about anything exciting until we actually get there- I'm sure that's when the REAL fun is going to start (yeah right) ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8445654403218034099?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8445654403218034099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8445654403218034099&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8445654403218034099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8445654403218034099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-little-more-closer-now.html' title='Just a little more closer now.....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVWB9mj8qVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pBbE9lyNTsQ/s72-c/egypt5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8306199013021966692</id><published>2008-12-26T17:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:10:19.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niqab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVVYx90CIqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3Vx0bYklq2w/s1600-h/thumbs-up-down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284227353218785954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVVYx90CIqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3Vx0bYklq2w/s200/thumbs-up-down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I posted more than a few new pictures of sisters I found along the entire length of the side bar... what you think? Some are actual photos, some are more of a fashionable photograph but I thought all were beautiful- and represent a small cross section of who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Too many pics, not enough variation... too much variation? Feedback, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8306199013021966692?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8306199013021966692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8306199013021966692&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8306199013021966692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8306199013021966692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVVYx90CIqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3Vx0bYklq2w/s72-c/thumbs-up-down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3635336039395264577</id><published>2008-12-25T10:51:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:24:02.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desktop backgrounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Desktop Backgrounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I paid a visit to the blog of our fellow sister &lt;a href="http://mamamona.blogspot.com/2008/12/desktop-backgrounds.html"&gt;Mona&lt;/a&gt; on this very still, quiet Christmas day (it's like the world is standing still here) and she posted her favorite desktop backgrounds... so as a tag, I'm posting my favs here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The ever beautiful, awe-inspiring Taj Mahal... InshaAllah on my list to visit after I complete Hajj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO2qtMdHbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3lYEMepr5GI/s1600-h/taj_mahal_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283767632638320050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO2qtMdHbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3lYEMepr5GI/s320/taj_mahal_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some women in the marketplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO23uZoZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tN_lo_v2u-A/s1600-h/_42124936_ap_somalia2_416i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283767856300320210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO23uZoZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tN_lo_v2u-A/s320/_42124936_ap_somalia2_416i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The peaceful escape of Maldives&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3E036MoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Di0ZTbjhjJQ/s1600-h/maldives-resort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283768081376227970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3E036MoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Di0ZTbjhjJQ/s320/maldives-resort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVOvo_DaBjI/AAAAAAAAALo/GDbv-9xTRaI/s1600-h/maldives-resort.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few shots from Anne Geddes various collect&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3lBhhobI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Oc9x0xMCA7M/s1600-h/anne_geddes_kal_nursery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283768634527818162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3lBhhobI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Oc9x0xMCA7M/s320/anne_geddes_kal_nursery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ions.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO46XibBbI/AAAAAAAAANY/1yY4uXWkcw0/s1600-h/73_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283770100726039986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO46XibBbI/AAAAAAAAANY/1yY4uXWkcw0/s320/73_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO43pcOMKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sIClgqRE2c8/s1600-h/Ann+Geddes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283770053992263842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO43pcOMKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sIClgqRE2c8/s320/Ann+Geddes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3lKUZC2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bmcqakOUhws/s1600-h/gditg_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283768636888648546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3lKUZC2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bmcqakOUhws/s320/gditg_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283757821021712434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVOtvmEw8DI/AAAAAAAAALA/lzHjY2zyMZs/s200/Ann+Geddes+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3lVQirTI/AAAAAAAAANI/b0Gd8MEtrrI/s1600-h/Ann+Geddes+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283768639825292594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO3lVQirTI/AAAAAAAAANI/b0Gd8MEtrrI/s320/Ann+Geddes+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVOtv8MyMMI/AAAAAAAAALY/B9-HVTwm9ts/s1600-h/Ann+Geddes+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283757826960928962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVOtv8MyMMI/AAAAAAAAALY/B9-HVTwm9ts/s200/Ann+Geddes+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVOtvwPHmoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bdHKU75NeuY/s1600-h/AnneGeddes_Wallpaper132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283757823749495426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVOtvwPHmoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bdHKU75NeuY/s200/AnneGeddes_Wallpaper132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A beautiful black sand beach- ahh, it's calling me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO7M123n0I/AAAAAAAAANg/U0RPVU-4bPA/s1600-h/hawa2569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283772617125764930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO7M123n0I/AAAAAAAAANg/U0RPVU-4bPA/s320/hawa2569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are some of your favorite backgrounds?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3635336039395264577?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3635336039395264577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3635336039395264577&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3635336039395264577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3635336039395264577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/desktop-backgrounds.html' title='Desktop Backgrounds'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SVO2qtMdHbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3lYEMepr5GI/s72-c/taj_mahal_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-792925632965824964</id><published>2008-12-22T06:39:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:34:53.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretentiousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superficial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrogance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humiliation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-righteousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diatribe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Care for a little sisterly advice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-Liwl-aTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CCLIBVKtN4g/s1600-h/agl_ihatepeople.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282594317204875570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-Liwl-aTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CCLIBVKtN4g/s200/agl_ihatepeople.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's see... I don't even know where to begin- Hmm, we'll start here with: pretentiousness, self-righteousness, arrogance, humiliation and superficial behavior have NO PLACE IN ISLAM. Over the course of the last few days, I've seen sisters belittle each other- and I found it to be quite disturbing. One can TRY to relate to the plight of another, but as stated before by me in other blogs, unless you've actually been the receiving end of that EXACT situation, regardless of what it might be, you will be able to SYMPATHIZE or some may EMPATHIZE but you CAN NOT understand the full magnitude unless &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-KsdRkP3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/LQAT_1ZTxTM/s1600-h/angry-girls-club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282593384306065266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-KsdRkP3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/LQAT_1ZTxTM/s200/angry-girls-club.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you've been there yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think we should all know by now that it's okay to agree to disagree with certain issues that people might hold near and dear to their hearts- we all will never see eye to eye on certain issues, and that's okay- it's to listen, try to understand and offer a possible solution but not one that seems to belittle the situation or argument... that just leads to more division and resentment- and with each resentment, there is usually some form of retaliation... and that is a normal &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-KslIUJlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zb1XUICSQMI/s1600-h/comicIndexLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282593386414745170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-KslIUJlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zb1XUICSQMI/s200/comicIndexLarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;human reaction. To be human is to err, none of us are perfect, but to willingly cut your sister down to make yourself feel better IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. If you've offended your sister with words or your actions, you should seek her forgiveness- it's not about being the bigger or better person in the situation but as Muslimahs who supposedly follow the doctrines of Islam, we should not let things separate us- I kid you not, I can almost feel the bitterness and resentment out there... and that's UNISLAMIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, let's not generalize people's situations- it's just another form of belittlement. Yesterday was yesterday and today is a fresh slate: don't reference yesterday's infested sore on your blog with post that have nothing to do with the previous agrument(s)- don't beat a dead horse... let the ignorance lay where it is- if someone didn't see it, good because that display of contempt is nothing to be proud of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your sister has the right to defend herself! If points or inferences are made about an idea or statement that was made, a sister should be able to defend her statement- maybe she IS wrong or lack understanding in your plight but all the same she has the right to be heard- do not delete the comments. Someone out there might be able to explain to her where she is wrong or missed the point of your argument- you can't have that exchange if their words are deleted. By all means, if some donkey comes along from the outside looking in, spewing total ignorance, then delete them without hesitation. Do it in the spirit of fairness- people aren't always going to agree but someone out there with a similar view may become enlightened when some points of the argument are explained- nor should you "pick and choose" whose comments you'd like to publish if someone's view doesn't strike your fancy.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe some will read this and say who asked her... or I don't care about her outlook on the situation- but we as Muslimahs SHOULD care about each other regardless of what race or creed we hail from. We are all responsible for our actions and words and on the Day of Judgement, we all will surely answer for our deeds...and if you could care less about what I said above, I will say this to you- FEAR ALLAH... full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love all of you, my sisters, for the pleasure of Allah regardless whether you are white, black, purple, green, magenta, grey, yellow, blue, ugly, stunningly beautiful, short, fat, tall, skinny, scarred or flawless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, can we ladies climb back into the sandbox and play nice? As always, all comments are welcomed! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-792925632965824964?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/792925632965824964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=792925632965824964&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/792925632965824964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/792925632965824964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/care-for-little-sisterly-advice.html' title='Care for a little sisterly advice?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU-Liwl-aTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CCLIBVKtN4g/s72-c/agl_ihatepeople.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7543559776172594544</id><published>2008-12-21T09:17:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:35:07.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desi bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salwar kameez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lehenga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pakistani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing about my marriage weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hSaOov7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/LDu_IIidqo4/s1600-h/bride.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282266381858422706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hSaOov7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/LDu_IIidqo4/s200/bride.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hTJRE6VI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tDEu6dkavYc/s1600-h/mehandi-art1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282266394485123410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hTJRE6VI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tDEu6dkavYc/s200/mehandi-art1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hS6YOGoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g9kR1kT6c8E/s1600-h/madhuri-dixit-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282266390488554114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hS6YOGoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g9kR1kT6c8E/s200/madhuri-dixit-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hSaOov7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/LDu_IIidqo4/s1600-h/bride.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5YI9fj7LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uvHDEnfuKnE/s1600-h/Kajol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282256323921308850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5YI9fj7LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uvHDEnfuKnE/s200/Kajol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5cserZj9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/-OTULFwQNP4/s1600-h/dec06_umrao_jaan04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282261332171263954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5cserZj9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/-OTULFwQNP4/s200/dec06_umrao_jaan04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5YefYCW6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/v7_AM1aA6VU/s1600-h/rani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282256693793807266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5YefYCW6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/v7_AM1aA6VU/s200/rani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My beautiful sister, Hijabee in DC, had a post concerning family and it talked about a certain Hindi movie- I used to watch them ALL the time and my first intro to Bollywood films was thru my husband (wasn't the hubby then) and being as sweet as he is, MashaAllah, he translated the entire movie, Devdas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I thought of Devdas, I thought about the weekend we got married and how I ran around looking for a beautiful lehenga that I knew would please my hubby... now of course, I'm not Desi but I knew it would bring a smile to his face to see me dressed in the traditional garment of his culture... and he had no idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, if any of you know anything about New York, the best place to shop for traditional bridal wear is in a place (area) called Jackson Heights in Queens- you can always go there and find brides and their sisters and Moms checking out lehenga cholis, salwar kameez and saris... all heavily beaded and quite exquisite! Now, me being a big girl and tall, the quest wasn't an easy one as most bridal shops carry no sleeve, cap sleeves, mid section exposed, back out lehengas- and not in ample plus sizes! I didn't want to go the salwar kameez way- felt funny with wearing pants to the masjid... so I searched and searched until I found the perfect one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I ended up with a VERY beautiful soft powder blue one nicely beaded with long sleeves- it was meant to be! I thought of my husband's face when he would see me- and it made the mad hunt worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were married on a Friday after prayers and there was a nice gathering at the nikkah- then we went home to a few friends and family to have a nice lunch. We had established before we married we wouldn't get crazy with the expenses (it's not like we were 18 anyway... lol) so we could put alot of money to the side for something else. My walimah was the next day- and it was fabulous, MashaAllah! I left home hours before him to go to the mall in Long Island to have my makeup done at M.A.C. and I took my dupatta so they could see what I was wearing to use complimentary colors on my chocolate brown skin... and the end result? Simply stunning if I say so myself, MashaAllah... it all turned out better than expected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I arrived at the masjid, everything was in place in the sister's section and the guests was arriving in a steady stream and next thing you know, the place was packed! Everyone had a wonderful time and my family and friends (who are all Non-Muslims) had a great time as well... you should've seen everyone's face when they saw me! It was nice to play "dress up" since we can't do such things everyday... but we sisters have worn ours lehengas to our all-girl Eid get-togethers- all of us modelling our finest Desi wear... I'm gonna miss that *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later that day when my hubby wanted to speak to me, I met him by a door and when I opened it he said, "Wow..... MashaAllah!"- and it made the running around in the freezing cold worth every second! I'm obviously not Pakistani but I was his Pakistani bride that day- only a chocolate version! I thank Allah (SWT) for my hubby... he was my friend, introduced me to Islam and became my other half... what more can a girl ask for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7543559776172594544?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7543559776172594544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7543559776172594544&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7543559776172594544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7543559776172594544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/reminiscing-about-my-marriage-weekend.html' title='Reminiscing about my marriage weekend...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU5hSaOov7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/LDu_IIidqo4/s72-c/bride.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5268505366175415531</id><published>2008-12-20T16:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:48:18.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Randoms thoughts on living life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU1nOr1aghI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LM_yy8dvtIw/s1600-h/150112kzwmdaaffu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281991439958049298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU1nOr1aghI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LM_yy8dvtIw/s200/150112kzwmdaaffu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I'm in a reflective mode right now so I thought I'd share some quotes from random authors on living life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Life is a grindstone. Whether it grinds us down or polishes us up depends on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the game of life it's a good idea to have a few early losses, which relieves you of the pressure of trying to maintain an undefeated season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but providence writes on the other side, and what it ordains is seldom our goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All of the animals except for man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before, how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5268505366175415531?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5268505366175415531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5268505366175415531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5268505366175415531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5268505366175415531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/randoms-thoughts-on-living-life.html' title='Randoms thoughts on living life'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SU1nOr1aghI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LM_yy8dvtIw/s72-c/150112kzwmdaaffu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4499391524289374099</id><published>2008-12-19T21:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:46:07.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the letter A'/><title type='text'>Ay! Tagged yet again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUxhbFH0RVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uvbkCqKjmIg/s1600-h/MCj0244087000012.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281703580858074450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUxhbFH0RVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uvbkCqKjmIg/s200/MCj0244087000012.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I tagged my sista-gurl, &lt;a href="http://halalhoney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Halal Honey&lt;/a&gt; and she tagged me back! So, here are the rules again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- They have to be real place, names, things, nothing made up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Try to use different answers if the person who tagged you had the same 1st initial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- You can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your name: Anisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A 4 letter word: arch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A boys Name: Amir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A girls Name: Anjali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A color: amethyst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something you wear: ascot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A food: avacado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something found in the bathroom: air vent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A place: Aruba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Reason for being late: accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something you shout: Ay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4499391524289374099?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4499391524289374099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4499391524289374099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4499391524289374099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4499391524289374099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/ay-tagged-yet-again.html' title='Ay! Tagged yet again!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUxhbFH0RVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uvbkCqKjmIg/s72-c/MCj0244087000012.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-2597861050420714564</id><published>2008-12-19T14:18:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:33:38.193-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the letter A'/><title type='text'>Ahh... the awesome letter A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUv9YyBee2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-rvnZKp-zmo/s1600-h/letterA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281593590208691042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUv9YyBee2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-rvnZKp-zmo/s200/letterA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUv9Ic_rp-I/AAAAAAAAAII/GvXAJA7J4B4/s1600-h/letterA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salaam 'Alaikum sisters... I was tagged my beautiful sister, &lt;a href="http://projecthijab.blogspot.com/2008/12/letter-f.html"&gt;Hijabee in DC&lt;/a&gt;, so here are the rules to this tag:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- They have to be real place, names, things, nothing made up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- Try to use different answers if the person who tagged you had the same 1st initial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- You can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What is your name: Anisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A 4 letter word: ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A boys Name: Abdullah (my Big Papi...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A girls Name: Asiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A color: azure blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something you wear: anklets (many of them!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A food: apricot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something found in the bathroom: aspirin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A place: Argentina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Reason for being late: aggravation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something you shout: Aha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will tag these ladies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desert-veil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desert Veil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://halalhoney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Halal Honey &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://newmuslimahrevert.blogspot.com/"&gt;Inspired Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamamona.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momamona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-2597861050420714564?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/2597861050420714564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=2597861050420714564&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2597861050420714564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/2597861050420714564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahh-awesome-letter.html' title='Ahh... the awesome letter A'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUv9YyBee2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-rvnZKp-zmo/s72-c/letterA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1131055672000592074</id><published>2008-12-18T07:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:42:39.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phoniness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Why are women so.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUpPPy9Za8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SJwhalRwjU0/s1600-h/9248~We-re-Not-Gossiping-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281120645841251266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUpPPy9Za8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SJwhalRwjU0/s200/9248~We-re-Not-Gossiping-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually, you could end that sentence with just about anything but I can't take women who are catty and just down right phoney.... they annoy me to no end- maybe because I'm older or maybe it's not having much tolerance for ignorance, who knows, but I don't have the stomach for most women. It's a sad thing to say but why are women this way? And it starts from so very young.... when I see young girls behave in this manner, I give them "the look" like you shouldn't act like you are right now and if I personally know them, I ask them, "What's going here? None of that garbage!" Yes, there are times when people (women) do things and we "share" the information with each other but you gotta know when to turn that stuff off- that's backbiting and usually a dose of slander thrown in for good measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Or those who want to be with you, associate with you, form an alliance with you to benefit themselves... pleeeze. Just how old are we anyway? Most act like children or young school girls- as that old song goes, "act your age, not your shoe size". Alot of people use to think I was "uppity" because when they start this same mess, I look at them like they have about 18 heads or walk away but I don't have time for gossip- my life is too busy for it and I don't need any extra sins, thank you. I gave that crap up when I was about 16... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyhoo, just observing a few things... it wasn't really worth talking about but some women can take you there.... and for those who don't have a plethora of knowledge, here's the dictionary definition of phoniness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Phoniness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry: pho·ny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="audio" href="javascript:popWin(" wav="phony')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Variant(s): also pho·ney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="audio" href="javascript:popWin(" wav="phoney')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\ˈfō-nē\&lt;br /&gt;Function: adjective&lt;br /&gt;Inflected Form(s): pho·ni·er; pho·ni·est&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: not genuine or real: as a (1): intended to deceive or mislead (2): intended to defraud : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lookup" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/counterfeit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;counterfeit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;b: arousing suspicion : probably dishonest &lt;something&gt;c:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;having no basis in fact :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lookup" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/fictitious"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fictitious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;phony&gt;d:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lookup" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/false"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;false&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lookup" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/sham"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;e:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;making a false show: as (1):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lookup" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/hypocritical"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hypocritical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (2): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lookup" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/specious"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;specious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;has&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;— pho·ni·ly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="audio" href="javascript:popWin(" wav="phonily')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;\ˈfō-ni-lē\ adverb&lt;br /&gt;— pho·ni·ness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="audio" href="javascript:popWin(" wav="phoniness')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;\ˈfō-nē-nəs\ noun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just wanted to put that out there... now I can get on with my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1131055672000592074?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1131055672000592074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1131055672000592074&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1131055672000592074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1131055672000592074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-are-women-so.html' title='Why are women so.....'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUpPPy9Za8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SJwhalRwjU0/s72-c/9248~We-re-Not-Gossiping-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7632463903031685405</id><published>2008-12-17T11:16:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:48:12.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUkuvyd-xyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z2eFgyfjIZs/s1600-h/number5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803436604868386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUkuvyd-xyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z2eFgyfjIZs/s200/number5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love these... I was tagged by my sis, Umm Travis... so here's my story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 Things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- I was at the VERY tender age of 28 (tender- yeah right) just started working at my last job (laid off last year) and taking a much needed break from college (pursuing too many things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Hanging with my girlfriends... doing ALOT of shopping ( you know us girls!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Vacationing every chance I got (one of my favorite past times.... *sigh*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Moving into a new apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Making plans to move to the West Indies after finishing my degree (which one, wasn't sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 Things On My To-Do List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Packing... and more packing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Buy some stuff I want to take to Cairo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Make more brown sugar scrubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Possibly drive my kids upstate New York this weekend by the Canadian border to stay at my fellow Muslimah's house (so her kids and mine can go bonkers!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Call some friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 Snacks I Like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Haagen Dazs and Breyers brand ice cream (Yummy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Granola bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Cannolis (Italian pastry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Pillsbury dough cookies (the ones you make yourself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Salted pistachios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; things I would do if I was a millionaire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Buy a HUGE home (perfect- no riba!) and have at least 1/2 acre backyard to build my kids the ultimate playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Fly my nearest and dearest family &amp;amp; friends from all over the world to Cairo so I can host the ultimate BBQ (I'm famous for those)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Finally open the clinic I was thinking about doing years ago for the Native American women &amp;amp; children for ob-gyn &amp;amp; pediatric care (the idea was to give back to the people which they are a huge part of my heritage) at a low cost or free of charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Give sadaqah to all the Muslimahs around the world with children and no husband (do you know how many of them are out there?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Put all the kids I personally know thru 4 years of college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 places I have lived ( for various lengths of time):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Long Island, New York (where I grew up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Queens, New York &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Inshallah... Cairo, Egypt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 Jobs I have had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Sales clerk (1st job at 16.... awwwww)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Medical collector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Head customer service rep/area asst supervisor in a optical lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Customer service for an aircraft repair company (somebody has to fix the planes we fly in...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Senior rep and salesperson for a packaging distribution company (last job)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 people I will tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://projecthijab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hijabee in DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://halalhoney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Halal Honey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://hijabicouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hijabi Couture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://hegab-rehab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hegab Rehab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://awakenedbytruth.blogspot.com/"&gt; A learning Muslimah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7632463903031685405?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7632463903031685405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7632463903031685405&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7632463903031685405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7632463903031685405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-things.html' title='5 things......'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUkuvyd-xyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z2eFgyfjIZs/s72-c/number5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1554120886428660584</id><published>2008-12-15T21:13:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:52:50.138-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khalil Gibran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passages'/><title type='text'>Where I would be right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUcYYiMPuTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/i-94b5ZrKqc/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280215897889290546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUcYYiMPuTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/i-94b5ZrKqc/s320/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just chatting with a girlfriend on-line and we were talking about where we would be right now if we weren't married with children... we laughed about the many places we have each visited in our lives so I thought I'd share where I feel I would be right now and what I'd be doing... kicking back, relaxing on a nice black sand beach... just the sounds of the ocean and my Khalil Gibran book- some of his many passages listed here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Generosity is not giving me that which I need more than you do, but it is giving me that which you need more than I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The just is close to the people's heart, but the merciful is close to the heart of God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The person you consider ignorant and insignificant is the one who came from God, that he might learn bliss from grief and knowledge from gloom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As usual... wow.... now take time to reflect........... he's definitely my favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1554120886428660584?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1554120886428660584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1554120886428660584&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1554120886428660584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1554120886428660584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-i-would-be-right-now.html' title='Where I would be right now...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SUcYYiMPuTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/i-94b5ZrKqc/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-184042096322366291</id><published>2008-12-13T17:36:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:44:58.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Rampant racism in Saudi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SURE9hyHNcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iylifsAiIHY/s1600-h/racist+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279420487016330690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SURE9hyHNcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iylifsAiIHY/s200/racist+egg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was talking to a few sisters over the last couple of days and we discussed making Hajj and Ummrah and one sister told me of her unfortunate experience last year when she made Hajj with her husband... she needed to use a restroom and the went to the nearest place, a hotel, to gain relief. Upon them leaving the establishment, one Saudi there began to verbally assault them... told them they couldn't afford to stay in such a hotel and what gives them the right to think they could use the restroom? She said he was screaming and looking at them with total disgust so her husband asked the guy where was his Islam? And all she did was use the restroom... the guy started screaming that "they" are not allowed to use the bathroom and "they" aren't even allowed in such places and he was going to get them in trouble and make them pay a hefty fine for entering the hotel... in Saudi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked to another sister who left today to visit her in-laws in Pakistan and as we were discussing cultures, we arrived on the subject of Saudis and her feelings about how the Saudis treat people... other Muslims, who hail from other nations, like animals. I heard stories of visas being denied because Saudis feel that certain groups are MUCH lower than them and they're not wanted there...more "deserving" people for Hajj come from America, the UK and the sorts. Reminds me of the caste system that STILL exist in India... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I heard how they treat workers from Pakistan, Bangladesh, India and other nations in that region like animals... even worse than animals- most are treated like slaves. Then I went on to hear how some of them work and don't get paid for it... another gave me a personal experience of being sponsored by someone in the country only to be extorted for money when they needed to letter or note to travel within the city... didn't even know you needed that until my friend moved there in September. If you don't go with a job from an actual employer there and you decide to inhabit the place via sponsorship thru someone else, you need that person's permission to go anywhere WITH a note or letter stating they GAVE YOU PERMISSION to do so... if not, and you're caught, you're in trouble and so are they (who sponsored you). But this part isn't soooo bad until people start robbing their own brothers and sisters- where's the Islam in that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sister who had the bathroom incident told me this is how things are in Makkah but not in other places like Jeddah. I remember she used to be so gong-ho on her husband completing his degree and getting a job there so they could leave... now she has a real bitter taste in her mouth about the whole thing. Once your skin isn't light, they have an issue with you- I heard even lighter skinned Saudis won't marry darker skinned ones... WTH? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know there is alot of Arab pride and most of this stems from that but where exactly is your Islam? Your brothers and sisters from other countries are all beggars (this term is used often) and less than dirt in your eyes since they're not Arab? I know racism exist everywhere but to my understanding there the situation is not even concealed... they call you out whenever they feel like it... and they feel it's okay- and right! Subhanallah......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It made me start to think, have any of you gone to Hajj or Ummrah and was made to feel "less than" because of where you're from or your skin tone? I know these things don't happen to white expats there- it seems they're accepted, no problem... and they're non-Muslims. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have they (and those Muslims from other countries who suffer from this same ignorant disease of the mind) ever heard of these?:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;That ye may recognise each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Not that ye may despise each other).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Verily, the noblest of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the sight of Allah is (he who is) the most righteous of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Holy Quran 49:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"And mankind is naught but a single nation." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Holy Quran 2:213)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"And among His Signs is the creation of the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And the earth, and the variations in your languages and your colours;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Verily in that are signs for those who know." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Holy Quran 30:22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"All men (includes women) are equal in Islam, the Arab has no superiority over the non-Arab, nor does the non-Arab have superiority over the Arab, save in the fear of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Prophet Muhammed (PBUH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any feedback on your personal experiences? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-184042096322366291?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/184042096322366291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=184042096322366291&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/184042096322366291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/184042096322366291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/rampant-racism-in-saudi.html' title='Rampant racism in Saudi?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SURE9hyHNcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iylifsAiIHY/s72-c/racist+egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5103035277815084473</id><published>2008-12-09T10:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:49:28.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hijab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commands'/><title type='text'>Are you covered?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ST8BugTQrXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/H4SdpCPRnoY/s1600-h/Hijab+Cost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277939186757840242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ST8BugTQrXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/H4SdpCPRnoY/s320/Hijab+Cost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While browsing through Sister Najea's beautiful collection from &lt;a href="http://hijabicouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hijabi Couture&lt;/a&gt;, I found that cute little quote to post... enough said!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5103035277815084473?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5103035277815084473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5103035277815084473&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5103035277815084473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5103035277815084473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-covered.html' title='Are you covered?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/ST8BugTQrXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/H4SdpCPRnoY/s72-c/Hijab+Cost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6991526206924743629</id><published>2008-12-07T15:37:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:30:53.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hajj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eid'/><title type='text'>Allahu Akbar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STw9Cgda56I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/a27B5ODu8vg/s1600-h/mecca271206_wideweb__470x312,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277159976653744034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STw9Cgda56I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/a27B5ODu8vg/s320/mecca271206_wideweb__470x312,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... wa lil-lahil-hamd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... la ilaha illallah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... wa lil-lahil-hamd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... la ilaha illallah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... wa lil-lahil-hamd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... la ilaha illallah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... wa lil-lahil-hamd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... la ilaha illallah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... wa lil-lahil-hamd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... la ilaha illallah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who read this and don't understand what that might mean, here's the translation: &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... wa lil-lahil-hamd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Allah is Most Great... Allah is Most Great... to Him belongs all Praise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... Allahu Akbar... la ilaha illallah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Allah is Most Great... Allah is Most Great... Allah is Most Great... there is no God but Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;To all my sisters and brothers in Islam- Eid Mubarak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6991526206924743629?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6991526206924743629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6991526206924743629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6991526206924743629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6991526206924743629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/allahu-akbar.html' title='Allahu Akbar!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STw9Cgda56I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/a27B5ODu8vg/s72-c/mecca271206_wideweb__470x312,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5785339315065566958</id><published>2008-12-05T22:07:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:49:48.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STn0g8g1CpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a-AIAD1i8Jg/s1600-h/brain_glow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276517285278059154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STn0g8g1CpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a-AIAD1i8Jg/s200/brain_glow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was catching up on some reading and alot of them had to do with transitions- good, bad and the unknown... change can be a very overwhelming thing and depending on your strength and outlook towards it, those factors can determine how the outcome will be... so, do you have the constant feeling that your life is miserable? Do you wish you could somehow redo everything? In a sense, you can. I read this excellent article below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If your life is miserable, you think almost everything about it is bad... you hate your job, you're dissatisfied with the way you look, you're tired of your friends, you're even sick of where you live. In short, life stinks... or does it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not saying that you can instantly get a happy, problem-free life just by changing your thinking, but you can start to improve things if you'll accept one simple truth- I AM NOT POWERLESS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As odd as it sounds, sometimes we're comfortable being miserable. I don't mean that we enjoy our misery, but it may be easier to stay in a familiar, bad situation than it is to change. Change takes courage... change takes faith. Most of all, change means venturing into the unknown and that can be even scarier than where you are now, even if your life is miserable where you are now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When your life is miserable, you begin to approach your individual "misery threshold." This is very similar to your pain threshold. Maybe you have a very high misery threshold and you can go for years and years in a rotten situation... or maybe your misery threshold is much lower and you're jumping in and out of things all the time, hoping life will get better. The ideal is probably somewhere in between. Pain, even spiritual or emotional pain, is a sign that something is wrong. However, life is never perfect and never will be, so all of us have some difficulties we have to learn to live with. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change is a very scary thing- I have bouts of doubt as I pack my bags to make my move, Inshallah, but then I remind myself- change can be good! Sometimes the most important change is being able to look at things in a new way. I know that when you stop beating yourself up, your life can begin to improve in a dramatic way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Constructive change requires thought and planning, and we're capable of that. You can do more, be better, and be happier than you've been in the past but the first step is believing, with Allah (SWT) help, that it's possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5785339315065566958?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5785339315065566958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5785339315065566958&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5785339315065566958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5785339315065566958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STn0g8g1CpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a-AIAD1i8Jg/s72-c/brain_glow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-5543609804071712027</id><published>2008-12-03T21:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:54:40.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisterhood'/><title type='text'>Moral Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STdGIqUheVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rZoFH5-EZkI/s1600-h/muslimah+tear.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275762603101092178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STdGIqUheVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rZoFH5-EZkI/s200/muslimah+tear.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been said that a health benefit of friendship (or what I like to refer to as sisterhood) is a longer, healthier life... another great benefit of having "real sisterhood" is that your attitude and ability to deal with stress and problems are greatly increased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, even spending time with your significant other can not provide the same healthy benefits as friendship. Good sisters offer a different kind of support than our husbands, siblings, parents or children can. Caring Muslimahs can provide a different level of understanding and communication... and this can positively affect your health, wellness and attitude coupled with a strong feeling of connectedness or place of belonging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good friend/sister can help you relax, take a deep breath and remember what really matters... and why. The connection you feel when you’re with your friends can boost your feelings of hope, faith and belief that things will eventually be okay. Friends provide comfort and companionship... laughter and honesty! A strong support network can make you feel motivated and energized... as it isn't just about our emotions and/or feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when you see your sister having a rough time or she may seem depressed or if you just feel things might not be so right in her life, ask her how she's doing and if she needs to talk about anything- and actually listen to what she has to say... you never know... just by asking a question you could lift her spirits, lighten her load and help put her on track to recovery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-5543609804071712027?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/5543609804071712027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=5543609804071712027&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5543609804071712027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/5543609804071712027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/moral-support.html' title='Moral Support'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STdGIqUheVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rZoFH5-EZkI/s72-c/muslimah+tear.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-1331601390586729832</id><published>2008-12-02T21:54:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:18:15.562-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Strange creatures, aren't we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cleaning up and looking around, I came across this sad but true statement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STX4DuXOLxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OLWM2UCDUtM/s1600-h/laughing_kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275395281403129618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STX4DuXOLxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OLWM2UCDUtM/s200/laughing_kitten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Funny how $10 looks so big when we take it to masjid and so small when we take it to the store...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how big an hour serving God looks and how small 60 minutes are when spent playing golf, fishing or playing soccer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how laborious it is to read a juzz in the Quran and how easy it is to read 2-300 pages of a best selling novel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we believe what newspapers say but question what the Quran says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we can't think of anything to say when we pray but don't have any difficulty thinking of things to talk about to a friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we need 2-3 weeks to fit an Islamic event into our schedule, but can adjust it for a social event at the last moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny isn't it? Nope, not in the least but... is this you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-1331601390586729832?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/1331601390586729832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=1331601390586729832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1331601390586729832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/1331601390586729832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/12/strange-creatures-arent-we.html' title='Strange creatures, aren&apos;t we?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/STX4DuXOLxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OLWM2UCDUtM/s72-c/laughing_kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8824988251704044735</id><published>2008-11-28T03:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:42:06.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hadiths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslims'/><title type='text'>When in the Masjid...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday, I was tagged by my beautiful sister, &lt;a href="http://teabreakthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-in-musjid.html"&gt;Umm Travis&lt;/a&gt; so here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Link back to the person who tagged you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;List three hadith you’d like to pin up in your masjid... and why;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tag some of your fellow bloggers by linking to them in your post and send them a comment to let them know they've been tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All hadiths were taken from Sahih al-Bukhari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="001.002.040"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Volume 1, Book 2, Number 40: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Narrated Abu Huraira:&lt;br /&gt;Allah's Apostle said, "If any one of you improve (follows strictly) his Islamic religion then his good deeds will be rewarded ten times to seven hundred times for each good deed and a bad deed will be recorded as it is." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;To remind us that if we hold true to our religion and do what is right (even though it's easier to do what's wrong) we will be rewarded on the Day of Judgement for our efforts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="001.002.032"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;olume 1, Book 2, Number 32: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Narrated Abu Huraira:&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet said, "The signs of a hypocrite are three:&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever he speaks, he tells a lie.&lt;br /&gt;2. Whenever he promises, he always breaks it (his promise ).&lt;br /&gt;3. If you trust him, he proves to be dishonest. (If you keep something as a trust with him, he will not return it.)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;This one would be posted so we make sure we keep ourselves in check....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a name="001.002.027"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Volume 1, Book 2, Number 27: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Narrated 'Abdullah bin 'Amr:&lt;br /&gt;A person asked Allah's Apostle . "What (sort of) deeds in or (what qualities of) Islam are good?" He replied, "To feed (the poor) and greet those whom you know and those whom you don't know." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;To remind us not to forget our brothers and sisters !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay, I will tag my sisters listed here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="followed-blog-8" onclick="'BLOG_readingList.changeSelectedBlog(event," href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chronicles of Super Hijaabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="followed-blog-10" onclick="'BLOG_readingList.changeSelectedBlog(event," href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Desert Veil&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a id="followed-blog-7" onclick="'BLOG_readingList.changeSelectedBlog(event," href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Chasing Jannah&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a id="followed-blog-16" onclick="'BLOG_readingList.changeSelectedBlog(event," href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Hijabi Couture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8824988251704044735?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8824988251704044735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8824988251704044735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8824988251704044735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8824988251704044735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-in-masjid.html' title='When in the Masjid...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8441655122178636471</id><published>2008-11-26T12:45:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:20:12.300-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SS2OKMy36xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dyIP8JfNr0o/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273027044605160210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SS2OKMy36xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dyIP8JfNr0o/s200/610x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Again, going through some stuff here and found another piece that use to adorn my desk... enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pity Me Not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pity me not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the clothes I wear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nor for the scarf that covers my hair &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me not&lt;br /&gt;For my black garb&lt;br /&gt;My modest air&lt;br /&gt;My humble heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me not&lt;br /&gt;For my lack of speech&lt;br /&gt;Because my silent voice can always find a heart to reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me not&lt;br /&gt;For my Muslim name&lt;br /&gt;It is the sign of my honor and the badge of my fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me not&lt;br /&gt;And call me oppressed&lt;br /&gt;Because from society's norms I'm differently dressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me not&lt;br /&gt;But try to understand&lt;br /&gt;That I love my religion and I'm proud of who I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity me not&lt;br /&gt;For following the divine way&lt;br /&gt;But pity those who have been led astray! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm... maybe this is why everyone (not all but some) in my office took such a disliking to me when I reverted- too much Muslimah pride! Oh, well.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8441655122178636471?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8441655122178636471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8441655122178636471&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8441655122178636471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8441655122178636471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/beautiful-poetry.html' title='Beautiful Poetry'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SS2OKMy36xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dyIP8JfNr0o/s72-c/610x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4981954360200218261</id><published>2008-11-22T18:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:56:59.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cairo'/><title type='text'>Slowly... but surely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSicRFS8DJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/k0lxv-mDmXo/s1600-h/photo_lg_egypt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271635181130484882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSicRFS8DJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/k0lxv-mDmXo/s200/photo_lg_egypt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just wanted to say that things are stagnant right now with the moving process... I guess there's not much else to be done except find a credible shipping company that can come to my home and pick up what I need to ship. The hubby keep long hours and I can't get these boxes to any of the many local carriers by myself as I need a commercial van or open pick up truck to get the stuff there- and it's all heavy! This seems to be the hardest thing left to handle before I bid my home adieu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not looking forward to arriving in Cairo in the winter but it'll still be WAY warmer there than it is here! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4981954360200218261?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4981954360200218261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4981954360200218261&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4981954360200218261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4981954360200218261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/slowly-but-surely.html' title='Slowly... but surely'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSicRFS8DJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/k0lxv-mDmXo/s72-c/photo_lg_egypt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-8831685787322895338</id><published>2008-11-22T16:52:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:34:05.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hijab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liberation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free'/><title type='text'>Hijabi Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSiDT4HsWTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/E9KDJUWOGjQ/s1600-h/muslim+women+profile.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271607741342570802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSiDT4HsWTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/E9KDJUWOGjQ/s200/muslim+women+profile.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Greetings Sisters....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going through some files from my office and came across this one that was sent to me from a very dear girlfriend who resides in England now... Anisa, if you read this, I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who I Am !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you see when you look at me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see someone limited... or someone free&lt;br /&gt;All some people can do is just look and stare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simply because they can't see my hair&lt;br /&gt;Others think I am controlled and uneducated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They think that I am limited and un-liberated&lt;br /&gt;They are so thankful that they are not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they would like to remain 'free'&lt;br /&gt;Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describing women who are cheated on and abused&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They think that I do not have opinions or voice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They think that being hooded isn't my choice&lt;br /&gt;They think that the hood makes me look caged &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That my husband or dad are totally outraged&lt;br /&gt;All they can do is look at me in fear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in my eye there is a tear&lt;br /&gt;Not because I have been stared at or made fun of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But because people are ignoring the one up above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the day of judgment they will be the fools &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But at least I am filled with more inner beauty&lt;br /&gt;See I have declined from being a guy's toy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I won't let myself be controlled by a boy&lt;br /&gt;Real men are able to appreciate my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And aren't busy looking at my behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The role that we play definitely deserves applause&lt;br /&gt;I will be recognized because I am smart and bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And because some people are inspired by my sight&lt;br /&gt;The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the back of their mind they wish they were me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have the strength to do what we think is right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if it means putting up a life long fight&lt;br /&gt;You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt&lt;br /&gt;So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones that are free and pure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're free of STD's that have no cure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So when people ask you how you feel about the hood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just sum it up by saying 'baby its all good' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;An excellent poem about Muslim women- this is me... is this you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-8831685787322895338?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/8831685787322895338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=8831685787322895338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8831685787322895338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/8831685787322895338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/muslimah-poem.html' title='Hijabi Poem'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSiDT4HsWTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/E9KDJUWOGjQ/s72-c/muslim+women+profile.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6486110274848092854</id><published>2008-11-21T17:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:12:03.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Educating our daughters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSc9m_2PKoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Av6qxmwgfuI/s1600-h/muslim-girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271249629043698306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSc9m_2PKoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Av6qxmwgfuI/s200/muslim-girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look at the current state of the world today and wonder sometimes how the world might be when my children are older... and when they become adults. Especially my daughter since most people are of the premise that we should not really send them out to school beyond high school (if even high school) as it is better to keep them home and teach them how to cook, sew and keep the house tidy- but in this world now, is that enough? We all hope and pray that our daughters will find good, honest, pious, hardworking husbands who will love them, care for them and treat them with the utmost respect but not to seem hard, the current state of men today leave alot to be desired. Not saying these brothers don't exist but I can't see too many of them out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had this discussion with more than a few of my sisters here when we talk about our children and them growing up in this world- some laugh at my criteria (a system I almost pretty much have completely established) that I intend to use, Inshallah, for "weeding out the undesirables" when the time comes to marry off my children- which is many years from now, Inshallah! I personally feel we have a responsibility to our children but especially our daughters to educate them well just in case things don't work out in life where they can stay home and tend to their children and husband. What if she NEVER marries? What if the husband is suddenly disabled and can't work? What if he is abusive to her? Should she leave one marriage to enter another because she doesn't know how to support herself? And sadly enough, alot of men today see an uneducated woman as a slave they can do anything to and she'll HAVE TO TAKE IT as she doesn't have many or ANY other options- what should our daughters do? Become a doormat because she has no other options??? And what about her children if he decides to divorce her... do they suffer and starve as well? We as parents are going to live but so long and after we're gone, what do they do? As we know this world is quite competitive now just to be able to survive- are the "basics" for them still enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a total advocate of educating ALL our children equally to become whatever they choose as long as it is not something haram... she can be a doctor, nurse or nurse practitioner, teacher, scientist, chemist and the sorts just like her brothers AND be a good wife and excellent Mother to her children. I feel we should equip our daughters with all the education we can as we can not predict the future and to send them out into this unforgiving world with less, I feel, is a great disservice to them. I want ALL my children to become scholars in their worldly academe and their Islamic studies as one need is for this world and the other is for their hereafter... give your daughters the education they need to succeed in this world... so let her get her bachelors, or masters or Phd- (not in lieu of marriage, of course) just in case IF they have to use it and pray to the Almighty Creator of all things that they never need to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6486110274848092854?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6486110274848092854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6486110274848092854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6486110274848092854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6486110274848092854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/educating-our-daughters.html' title='Educating our daughters'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSc9m_2PKoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Av6qxmwgfuI/s72-c/muslim-girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7273352757335808408</id><published>2008-11-19T19:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:19:48.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSTCOVWZmrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/znT45E2T58s/s1600-h/102_2978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551015435377330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSTCOVWZmrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/znT45E2T58s/s200/102_2978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I came across this little reminder that I use to have in my office sitting on my credenza- it brought back memories... enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The secret to life is living it… one day at a time. Our lives are made up of a million moments, spent in a million different ways. Some are spent searching for love, peace and harmony. Others are spent surviving day to day. But there is no greater moment than when we find that life, with all its joys and sorrows, is meant to be lived one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s in this knowledge that we discover the most wonderful truth of all. Whether we live in a forty-room mansion, surrounded by servants and wealth, or find it a struggle to manage the rent month to month, we have it within our power to be fully satisfied and live a life with true meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at a time… we have that ability, through cherishing each moment and rejoicing in each dream. We can experience each day anew, and with this fresh start we have what it takes to make all of our dreams come true. Each day is new, and living one day at a time enables us to truly enjoy life and live it to the fullest."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And 2 thoughts from my favorite poet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- You pray in your distress and in your need;&lt;br /&gt;Would that you must also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Our appearance, our words, our actions are never greater than ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;For the soul is our house, our eyes its windows, and our words its messengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Khalil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7273352757335808408?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7273352757335808408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7273352757335808408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7273352757335808408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7273352757335808408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSTCOVWZmrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/znT45E2T58s/s72-c/102_2978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-4574804855944251611</id><published>2008-11-17T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:54:15.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisterhood'/><title type='text'>Where has sisterhood gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSI8X7kjP_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/q5SUlRm7s8E/s1600-h/muslims+in+new+jersey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269840895802556402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSI8X7kjP_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/q5SUlRm7s8E/s200/muslims+in+new+jersey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reading a couple of blogs here and there and one or two made me reflect upon the current state of our sisters today... where has our "sisterhood" gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people naturally become close or gravitate to one another for many reasons: culture, color, school, choice in clothing (fashionably modest to unmodestly "how-is-that-Islamic-wear"), kids, neighborhood and such- but when we ONLY to speak to each other because of culture or color, how is that Islamic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know when I first reverted and attended my first few gatherings at my mosque, it wasn't exactly friendly... I was one of two actual Americans who attended there- and I felt it. There were some sisters who made me feel welcomed but others didn't even bother to give salaam and some would look and then look away. I notice these days that alot of sisters are just too much into this "clique" thing. I even read "either you're in or out"... how is that Islamic? I tend to gravitate away from drama (we have enough of that just trying to get through the day) that might be going on with any sisters but I don't exclude or include someone because of the color of their skin or the region they hail from... to me that's just plain stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and respect your sister wherever she may hail from: Bosnia or Boston, Morocco or Maryland, Canada or California, Germany or Georgia, Turkey or Texas, Somalia or South Carolina- we are joined by a common bond and we should love one another and show no indifference towards each other because of our culture, native tongue or hue of our skin- we are Muslimahs first and we should conduct ourselves accordingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on that note, I love all of you... MY sisters, from wherever you may hail for the pleasure of Allah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-4574804855944251611?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/4574804855944251611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=4574804855944251611&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4574804855944251611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/4574804855944251611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-has-sisterhood-gone.html' title='Where has sisterhood gone?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SSI8X7kjP_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/q5SUlRm7s8E/s72-c/muslims+in+new+jersey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7733620654232606315</id><published>2008-11-14T20:54:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:26:21.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibilities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superwomen'/><title type='text'>Superwomen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SR4zCnwVuXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/44dtPcvhbPo/s1600-h/superman_emblem%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268704734194547058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SR4zCnwVuXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/44dtPcvhbPo/s320/superman_emblem%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a short while since I've had the chance to sit down to breathe... and even contemplate about sharing something with everyone... busy food shopping, shopping for winter clothes, doctor appointments, gatherings with family, gatherings with my Muslimahs, paying household bills, selling stuff, buying stuff, rearranging part of my old life to start life anew in a new land, Inshallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to schedule my days with errands grouped together to make things more efficient since it's always me and my three little ones in the back seat. One day, I had to stop for my usual frequent visit to the salon/barber shop where I get my daughter's hair braided every 2 weeks as it's very long and curly/wavy to boot, Mashallah, and this is the only way to keep neat and tidy. So in one section of this shop, the African sister who braids my daughter hair was talking to me about my big move and how things were coming along- so I started rattling off all the things I have done, in the process of doing and what's in the cooker to be handled next... and she started smiling and said, "You're busy!"... which I always am and sometimes I do feel like a single parent as my poor husband works such long hours- an average day for him is about 11-12... so this move is being orchestrated by me, alone. When I come to the shop to either braid my daughter's hair or cut my Big Papi's hair, all of them are with me and I'm ALWAYS on my cell phone trying to conduct business with someone in some part of the world! This day in question, I had spoken to a few of my Muslim sisters out there and we were all talking about what we did, had to do and such- and in this shop they have a huge flat screen where they show videos for their customers viewing pleasure and on came this song that I never heard before but I knew the voice and the lyrics is what caught my ears and made me look. To be honest, whenever I'm there, I always just "tune it out" since I don't listen to music any longer but this day, the song caught me and I felt it explained us women, especially us Muslimahs! We usually have more than a full plate with studying, keeping our home(s) organized, rearing our child(ren), maintaining ourselves, keeping the hubby happy (or at least trying to), working outside the home, paying the bills and the list goes on! Now, I don't advocate listening to music but I wanted to share this with you all- and for those NOT interested in hearing it, just look up the lyrics on the internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are strong, diligent, beautiful, smart, resilient, merciful, loving, forgiving, understanding, thoughtful, mindful, objective and whatever else you can think of that I forgot to mention here. Superwomen... Yes, we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(It's bedtime so there's no time to figure out how to embed the video so do the obvious below which will navigate you away from the page):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xK8t0gP4isE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xK8t0gP4isE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7733620654232606315?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7733620654232606315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7733620654232606315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7733620654232606315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7733620654232606315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/superwomen.html' title='Superwomen!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SR4zCnwVuXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/44dtPcvhbPo/s72-c/superman_emblem%5B1%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-7047145398877368911</id><published>2008-11-03T13:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:42:14.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entrepreneurship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>In the spirit of entrepreneurship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQ9Ny7cJ3hI/AAAAAAAAADw/185o8ExUMVc/s1600-h/SugarBrownDark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264512026763976210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQ9Ny7cJ3hI/AAAAAAAAADw/185o8ExUMVc/s320/SugarBrownDark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Greetings sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was sitting here toying with the idea of making a new batch of my brown sugar scrubs while the kids are busy and I thought it might be a nice idea if all you ladies (not only sisters read these blogs) who make items or provide a service that you feel the rest of us might be interested in utilizing, send me your business in the comments so I can post them... that way we can know what's available out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As for myself, I make all natural brown sugars scrubs and I offer organic bath salt scented with essential oils. My "flavors" on the scrubs: chocolate, coconut, lemon &amp;amp; poppy seed, coffee, golden goddess and ohsosexy empress! :-o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The bath salts are nice as well, they contain either lavender buds, rose petals or chamomile buds based upon the scent you select- great for those who have TIME to soak! Scents currently available are ocean, passion and calming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I started my little side business while working... I am one in the masses of people who've been laid off- my office was the satellite location and due to a business restructure, we lost our jobs last year... but Alhumdulillah, I've been busy with this and added a new addition to the family! (Mashallah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So send your comments- I'm interested in seeing what's out there... we can support each other! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-7047145398877368911?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/7047145398877368911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=7047145398877368911&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7047145398877368911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/7047145398877368911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-spirit-of-entrepreneurship.html' title='In the spirit of entrepreneurship...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQ9Ny7cJ3hI/AAAAAAAAADw/185o8ExUMVc/s72-c/SugarBrownDark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-3887788607994991960</id><published>2008-10-31T19:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:31:20.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='negativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimahs'/><title type='text'>Is there something wrong with Muslimahs blogging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQuwmKKPGsI/AAAAAAAAADg/Vzj3-5jFUdI/s1600-h/question-mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263494759121361602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQuwmKKPGsI/AAAAAAAAADg/Vzj3-5jFUdI/s320/question-mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just had to share this thought with all of you- I recently mentioned to someone my maybe new found hobby in blogging and the reaction was quite negative. The questions asked was "why would you want to share your life on the internet?" and "there are OTHER MUSLIMS doing this?????". Should blogging be only for the kaafir? They proceeded to skim the blog and with a look of utter disgust on their face, they said "Subhanallah...". Now, I'm definitely not a quiet nor shy person but I decided to take the non-argumentative way out and just said, "Wow..." You would've thought I talked about being intimate with my husband or worse committed shirk. Why can't sisters share with each other the things that make them laugh, cry, something they found funny, moving, family life, their kids, their jobs, their habits, pet peeves, shopping and the sorts? Is this haram? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We reach out to make a new friend, reconnect with old ones, jot down our thoughts for ourselves to look at or simply just want to share our world with others... is this so wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyhoo, I'm not going to let this person get to me... I will record my thoughts for those who elect to read and for myself- it's like getting it all off your chest with the world as your audience... can't see what's sooo terrible about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The reaction caused me to look at blogs of other Muslimahs out there... and I found funny, serious, shoppers, home schoolers, newly married, co-wifes, etc. around this world and I added some of them to my list of blogs I will follow, Inshallah. And I see the sisters reach out to one another by leaving their comments... it made me smile. As long as your sisters keep blogging, I'll keep reading to know what's happening in the lives of my people out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm not going to stop sharing my thoughts just because some people have issues... geesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-3887788607994991960?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/3887788607994991960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=3887788607994991960&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3887788607994991960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/3887788607994991960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-there-something-wrong-with-muslimahs.html' title='Is there something wrong with Muslimahs blogging?'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQuwmKKPGsI/AAAAAAAAADg/Vzj3-5jFUdI/s72-c/question-mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-574325412111565062</id><published>2008-10-30T14:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:59:21.416-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loose ends;mixed reactions'/><title type='text'>All the litte things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQpko30WinI/AAAAAAAAACo/mCk0g66VsQg/s1600-h/muslim_children_in_south_africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263129767876921970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQpko30WinI/AAAAAAAAACo/mCk0g66VsQg/s320/muslim_children_in_south_africa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've spent the last few days trying to tie up a million loose ends before we reach our actual week of leaving, taking the kids to the dentist for checkups, took my daughter to have her little doe eyes examined as we found out last year she needed to wear glasses... needless to say at the age of 3, she wasn't very interested in keeping them on. I still need to sell my Jeep, change all my banking information, handle my student loans, call the shipping company to find out what'll cost me to ship the many things I've bought. As mentioned previously, the hubby thinks I'm nuts but I've been checking with my girlfriends over there with what's readily available and what's not and of course, the quality. Many things we take for granted here in New York would definitely be considered a luxury item there so I'm trying to cover my bases with getting what I need... and want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only part of this move I'm not looking forward to is the time when my husband will be here in New York- his business is here so he'll constantly be back and forth- the kids are going to go bonkers! My eldest son even cries when he leaves for work... I had to deal with this situation 2 years ago when the hubby left for Hajj- Maryam was 2 at that point and trying to make her understand he went away wasn't easy- I tried but she kept thinking he went to work... and she had the tendency to wait up for him to come from work at night so for about 2 weeks she didn't sleep and kept whinning in her sleep when she had to give in to it... that was one the most miserable times in my life. My son was 5 months old then so I was up during the night nursing and had to get up very early to go to work. I couldn't wait to get to Cairo as we were meeting him there after he left Saudi. We decided that would be the perfect time to check the place out to see if we actually wanted to make the move considering we're thinking long term. I pray to Allah daily to make this move a success and make it feel like we were just away from home- please make dua for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly get mixed reviews from my friends and family on our decision on moving there- most of the family are concerned about the kids and not being able to see them on a daily basis and my friends... they're comments run the gamut: why are you doing this? That's a third-world country! Aren't they "warring" there? What will you do there? It's not clean there... and what type of houses do they live in? Egyptians don't like Americans... and it's dirty there. And my favorite, are you crazy??? I must mention, most are comments from people who were my friends before I converted but also, surprisingly enough, some of those comments are from my fellow sisters... yes, you can raise your kids Islamically in this environment but the daily everyday life makes it difficult. Why not raise them in an Islamic country where they can truly benefit and receive an excellent academic education (and you can choose which type of track they pursue: American or British) and receive some of the best Islamic instruction to boot? I'm looking to prepare my children with the tools to Inshallah, live through the life of this world both academically and Islamically and their hereafter as well... this is important to me. Okay, Cairo won't be exactly what I'm used to but it's a sacrifice I'm more than willing to make for the sake of my children. And the intention is to be pleasing to Allah... and by his mercy will we prevail in this endeavor! You can't understand this point fully unless you've known someone who've left here or wherever you may live in the world and moved to Egypt or Saudi and come back home to visit their families and HEAR their children recite the Quran so beautifully you want to cry... and they left knowning just about nothing at all! This is what it's all about educating the children, the next generation, to be strong and knowledgeable in their deen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters, send me your thoughts- and I'm looking to meet all the sisters I can there in Cairo so hail me when you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the oppportunity to read some the other sisters blogs here- Mashallah, so many sisters out there! I'm glad to see so many of my sisters from around the world sharing their thoughts- may Allah reward you all and give us all the best of this life and in the hereafter! (Ameen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-574325412111565062?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/574325412111565062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=574325412111565062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/574325412111565062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/574325412111565062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-litte-things.html' title='All the litte things...'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQpko30WinI/AAAAAAAAACo/mCk0g66VsQg/s72-c/muslim_children_in_south_africa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148305407847885067.post-6204819640986214475</id><published>2008-10-28T20:51:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:57:16.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><title type='text'>Setting up shop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know just how easy my blogging is going to be... already it was an all-day affair just to set up my page! With three small children, it made the task become an event but as always, I managed to finish in time to clean up, dispense the nightly chocolate milk and tuck everybody in the bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm ready to share my experiences with everyone on my journey to making the move from my home here in New York to Cairo within the upcoming months... this is something my husband and I have discussed back and forth for the last 4 years as we agreed when I was pregnant with my eldest child, my daughter, that when she reached school age we would pack our bags and make the move so many of our other friends had already done. Most left for the same reasons with the desire of educating their children abroad so that they would be exposed to the best possible education both academically and Islamically while others left for the sheer experience of saying they lived for a period of time in the land of the Pharaohs! For the last 2 years I've been shipping suitcases with my friends travelling back and forth so when we exactly make the move, I would have all my heart desired there to set up my home- my husband told me I was crazy for buying all these things but us women know what we like and the things I can get here in New York is definitely not available over there! He'll understand when it all comes together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My last visit to Cairo was this past January when I packed up myself and the 2 kids at the time (I was 2 months pregnant then) along with my girlfriend who owned a flat there in Al Rehab (nice compound) to make sure I wanted to make the commitment of moving for sure- and with a little more time on my hands to look around than my first trip there which was beginning of last year, I decided that as long as I lived in an area that had all the things I would need on a daily basis including a good all around school for Maryam, that making the move wouldn't be so bad. I proceeded to buy a washer/dryer combo, lights, fixtures, etc. to start preparing a flat to move into. Anybody who hails from there or ever lived there knows that the apartments only come with sinks and a toilet! Talk about being shocked when I looked at a few places to rent... but it gives you the opportunity to make the place as nice as you would like or keep as bare as you would like- still it was a challenge trying to shop at the flea markets for goods with the little ones (my daughter was 3 then and my son was 1) but with the help of my girlfriend and her driver/friend there named Osama, we made it happen! This man was our baggage handler, private driver, negotiator, friend and confidant. He's good friends with my friend and her husband so she passed him along to me in a sort of way since she just moved to Saudi Arabia to live... I've been calling him back and forth as he's looking for an apartment for me since I didn't find one I liked while I was there. He sends me pics via cell phone and we text constantly as to "yes" or "no" to what he has found- may Allah reward this hard working brother for all his help (Ameen). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It seems kinda strange to actually jot down all that flows thru the mind to share with the world... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I look forward to sharing my thoughts with all of you as the entire process unfolds- be sure to check back in and if anyone knows or can suggest an area in Cairo that perfect for families with young children, please feel free to drop me a line! I'm looking in New Cairo just outside Al Rehab because inside the compound the rent has skyrocketed to an extreme degree so it's not worth it anymore although it's nice but not that nice for what they're asking. I know Maadi is a great place for expats and the greenery is definitely a plus in my book but I don't want to have to deal with very heavy traffic and the smog- not good for the babies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Comments are welcomed from one and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148305407847885067-6204819640986214475?l=thebarefootempress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/feeds/6204819640986214475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=148305407847885067&amp;postID=6204819640986214475&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6204819640986214475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148305407847885067/posts/default/6204819640986214475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebarefootempress.blogspot.com/2008/10/setting-up-shop.html' title='Setting up shop!'/><author><name>Empress Anisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04440918919478618627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q107WJinLww/SQeQN44eghI/AAAAAAAAABE/Xq9p8hPp1nE/S220/Empress+Tiara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
