Thursday, April 29, 2010

8 years

Dave and I celebrated our 8th Anniversary in Houston. I left the kids with family and flew down to meet him (he was already there for work.) It's been a little crazy with Transocean lately. Yes, he works for the company that had the rig go up in flames.

But, he was able to tear away for a weekend, and so was I. We had a nice time minus some girl issues (which proves to me how much my husband loves me and is willing to do) and since Transocean is otherwise disposed, there were extra Diamond Club seats to the Astros game on Saturday. We miss Houston (except the freezing A/C blasts).

We were saddened to miss everyone at church, due to a technical error. The website had the wrong start time, so we showed up 4 hours late. Dang it.

Below is a video of the 7th Inning Stretch - Texas Style.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Grandma Great

Dave's grandmother, Dorothy Keddington Dyer, passed away this past week. We are so grateful that we were able to come home to visit family. Miraculously we picked one of the only flights that wasn't affected by the volcanic ash over Europe, flying nonstop from Cairo to NYC.

We are loving spending this time with family and remembering sweet Grandma Great.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

First Steps

Ethen has pretty much got it down. It's weird to see Maya run around the room, and Ethen following her on foot. He is super proud of himself and now thinks it's great to walk around the bathtub and pool. Now if I can only get him to keep his shoes on.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Sham el-Nessim

Monday we celebrated a holiday here called Sham el-Nessim. It is always the Monday following Easter and the name means, "the smelling of spring." Or something like that.

One of our first smells of the day was this herd of goats being driven by as we waited out front of Ibrahim's house.

They had prepared a lunch for us and were taking us to al-Azhar Park to celebrate like the locals. Getting access to the park was interesting as we herded like the goats through the gate with hundreds of others searching for the perfect spot. Thankfully the park is huge, so once we got in, we could relax and enjoy the smell. So we settled on a little grassy spot in the park and ate.

I guess that a traditional thing to eat on this day is fesikh or ringa, which Ibrahim described best as "bad fish." I guess they put it in a box to ferment for a year, and then eat it raw on this day. Needless to say, we didn't participate in that custom. Here is a woman tearing the head off hers and, well you know. I don't know about you, but that is definitely NOT the smell of spring I like.

The kids played at the park for awhile until it got too warm. There were hundreds of kids at the park and we were one of two strollers that I saw. They just don't use them here, probably because the roads are not stroller-friendly. Once again, the children loved Maya and Ethen.

We were grateful to Ibrahim and Fatma for planning this day out for us.

Monday, April 5, 2010


On Saturday we visited the Citadel and the Muhammad Ali Mosque with Ibrahim and his family. It dominates the skyline in Cairo because it is built on a hill. One of my nicknames in high school was Mohamed Aly, but I'm pretty sure they were referring to this guy. So many ways to spell that name!

Ethen and Maya were the hit of the party again. They both received numerous kisses and head pats. Kids are eager to speak English to us. How do they know? Do we look out of place? :)

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Easter traditions...

So in my family, we have a strange Easter tradition. We put the clothes we wore the day before easter in a circle before bedtime, hoping the Easter bunny will leave us treats in the morning.

I have decided to carry on this traditon. But look, Mom, I found some historical reasoning behind the quirky tradition -- looks like the German side.

From Wikipedia:
The idea of an egg-laying bunny came to the United States in the 18th century. German immigrants in the Pennsylvania Dutch area told their children about the "Osterhas," sometimes spelled "Oschter Haws." "Hase" means "hare," not rabbit, and in Northwest European folklore the "Easter Bunny" indeed is a hare, not a rabbit. According to the legend, only good children received gifts of colored eggs in the nests that they made in their caps and bonnets before Easter.

Thanks to loving grandparents and a great home teacher, we were able to have some fun stuff for Easter. The pickings are slim here in a non-Christian country. We were so excited to receive our package via Delta. (Have I mentioned that we have no postal service here, so I can't even get mail!)

March 16-31

Thursday, April 1, 2010