New Mosque: MAPS

Check out the spanking new mosque in Redmond Washington. It's got a basketball court and a gym and tons of rooms. My pictures do not do justice to it. Some... ALL of the art work on the walls, the calligraphy, and Quran verses, are just breath takingly beautiful!
Check out some pics.

 

You guys need to check this mosque out!! But stay close to your mommy. It's a HUGE mosque. 

Blueberry Blading

 Hi Abdu!! I Love roller blading! I always do it without my helmet on so people see my awesome hair. 

Okay I nearly fell here, but worry not. I was fine. My confidence was a little bruised, but all in all I was fine.

Professor Tangle Pants

Dear Little Blueberry Girl, 
     Today was a fine day. My good friend, Professor Pimple Pants (no relation) sent me some ether through the mail with a note that read "Quit your silly glue sniffing and try this instead. It will knock your senses silly and your legs will feel like jelly!" I heard much about the effects of ether but never the opportunity to inhale it. I almost chuckled when I opened the package, and I rarely do chuckle. My students can attest to that. One time one of them came to class pant-less and I did my best to hold my laughter. My mustache did bristle and quiver a little bit. That can't be helped. Two things that I find hilarious without fail are pant-less people and monkeys and something has to give when I come into contact with either of them. Usually about 5 minutes spent doubled over laughing or, in this case, bristling whiskers. And don't get me started on an internet video of a chimp undressing his pants, I nearly died!

           But hark! What is this below the package? Another envelope, from a Dr. Danger Mouse, my old college roommate, which is not his real name (we use code names for each other since our sophomore year; none of the other students knew what we were talking about all the time! Oh, what a laugh we had). I ripped the envelope open and there was only one line. It read "Check your email you fat, worthless technophobe primordial, half-way devolved chimp." I thoughtfully sat and sniffed glue as I tried to figure out what my username and password was.  

          Twenty five minutes later, after sifting through many, many emails, I found his message which was sent about eight months ago (I really should check my email more often). What I read shocked the pants out of me, (and when I looked down and found myself pant-less I fell into a fit of manic laughter) especially since I was wearing my spongebob undies. Quickly I put them back on and then remembered the email again and repeat cycle. This went on for nearly 6 hours. 

              The revelation that occurred, that shocked me into a cycle of involuntary pants-removing laughter bout, was that Jane Austen was terrible at grammar.. Yes, yes, she really was. Professor Kathryn Sutherland of Oxford University discovered this when she became the first person to study her original hand written manuscripts and what she found did not match the published account of Pride and Prejudice and that other silly one about a woman who didn't want to marry into a cushy life of landed gentry because her butt or her pride, I can never remember which, is too big to get out of the doorway. The style and punctuation was most likely her editor, a poor chap who had to put up with her nonsense for far too long.

The rest of the day was spent inhaling ether and, whenever I was able to come out of my drug-induced coma, emailing my female feminist-charged colleagues from other universities with the subject line "Jane Austen sucks! Charles Dickens still pwns! Lolz!"

I remain in your service, 

Yours ever, 

Professor Tangle Pants

My Brothers

Have I ever introduced my brothers to you? 

This is them when they were 1 and 2.

This is them when they were 3 and 2.

Here they are at age 4 and 3.

This is them when they were 5 and 4. 

And this is them at 6 and 5.

And this is them NOW.

My Letter

Today I had fun writing a letter to my uncle. Here it is:

I worked so hard on it. No one helped me. 

Plastic Surgery: Korea vs USA

   

                  

                

  

Isn't that SUPER SUPER COOL!!!! The only thing holding my mommy back from having plastic surgery is money and the fact that we're in the U.S where people have plastic surgery and end up looking like this:

                  So until we go to Korea and my mom strikes it rich as well, she'll have to do with the way she looks. Not that she's complaining- you'll never find anyone who is more pleased with her looks than her. It's sometimes disgraceful the amount of time she spends looking at herself... 

A Summer Day

A while ago we had a few hours of Summer. I was so happy! I played in the water with my brothers.

Of course then we got wet. 

And I made a new Best Friend! Her name is Tala.

Check out my hair! I got curls and all. 

And I got to dress like a boy! 

It was an awesome summer day.

Tacoma Washington

If you're wondering what mosque to go to, or not to go to, lemme help you out. I went to Tacoma mosque and it was very interesting.

I ran into a fashionista there.

People kept shushing me so I was totally not feeling this smile:

But I was feeling this one:

Inside the mosque it was pretty decent. There were nice spots to fall asleep at the back, and it was put to good use during the sermon. I tried to listen as best as I could but wasn't sure what language it was in. 

Some people actually left their credit cards and cellphones inside their shoes.  I was so happy that everyone was so good at that mosque that no one steals from the other, but my mommy said that the cell phone and cards are a testimony of people's stupidity in thinking good of others. 

I discovered garbage under the mosque- no idea why it's there! 

My final word on the mosque? Not kid friendly but it's a nice place to sleep. The sermon was sadly beyond human understanding- it was a jumble of Shakespearean English, poor Arabic, Swahili and a bit of Urdu. Thrown in there was an ancient language, long dead that used to be spoken by the people of Sumner.    

Picnic at the Park

It was so much fun! I jumped like a monkey in that bouncy house, had watermelon and watched people get hurt running around. 

Here I am with Salma (A hijabi Fashionista) and my brothers. I nearly fell over - I got a lot of attention and drama- so I was very happy! 

Driving home so was relaxing- except my mom had to go and take a picture and we nearly got into a car accident because of that. So she was happy as well- she got drama and attention.  

Summer in Seattle, Washington.

I forgot what sunshine feels like.

Mad Hatter

I LOVE HATS!!!

Cupcakes and Fairies

Cupcakes never fail to please me! Though I should confess that I like decorating them more than eating them!

And this is my buddy who helped me decorate. I must say that I find immense pleasure in spending a quiet afternoon indoors just decorating cupcakes!