I will keep at it, be patient while I sort through - things may look messy on my sidebars until I get them the way I want. Having a side bar on either side of the page is driving the Libra in me crazy... they must somehow balance or they are just not right!
Yesterday I took a day off. In the past the 11th of June was a public holiday in Libya - something to do with throwing the Americans out - or asking them politely to leave, as I was corrected by someone recently. LOL... Anyway, I decided it was a good day for a day off, so I took one.
Last week I asked Mr. Aljazero if I could go with Tara to Gharian to buy pottery. 'What! No! It's too far to drive there!' was his reply. I should have known better than to take that approach to discussing things with that man. We put off the trip to buy pottery for another day. Since I had the whole day off yesterday Tara and I decided we'd go to Gharian. Mr. Aljazero was planted in front of the TV getting his morning dose, 'Tara and I are going out shopping for souvenirs.' I informed him. 'Ok. Have a nice time.' he replied. You have to know how to deal with these men... sigh...
We had a pleasant drive to Gharian, bought lots of pottery and came home. Actually, I took my sister in the US along with us. I got on Palringo, a program for my phone, and chatted with my sister and sent her pictures and audio the whole time. It was kind of fun.
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--muslimah from Canada
It was fun to travel with you... I didn't even spill my coffee and my son never left my lap.
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