Monday, February 21, 2011

A few pics for now.

Still working on editing some photos and forming those posts.  For now....can you name where this one was taken?  Do you have any idea what "Best without taste" means?







This one is of a family restroom at a nice hotel.  Again, what were they thinking!  As a mom of three boys, I have been in this situation before and let me tell you, I nearly wet myself the first time I saw this sign.

This is just a shot of the lovely fabric my MIL and I got downtown for a great price.  She's been busy this week making curtains for our living room.  They are beautiful!

Teddy Bear made this valentine for us last week.  I edited out the name of his best friend for privacy's sake, but I think it's adorable.
 More to follow.  ~ Um Tulip

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

My Valentine's Day Song

I've been back from the states a couple weeks now, and have formed about 20 blog posts in my mind.  However, we've been too busy getting back into school and then fabric shopping and choir rehearsals that I haven't actually posted anything.

Linus turned two, and the terrible twos are well underway.  Pics of Elmo cupcakes need to be posted.

The pictures of our star wars pancake morning are ready to post, too, as soon as I load them.

For now, as I need to get back to the kiddos, I'll leave you with my current favorite song.  We ordered the CD "Counting Stars" by Andrew Peterson off Amazon.  Yes, we have yet to switch over to downloading MP3s.  I can't get through the song "Dancing in the Minefields" without tears. 

Valentine's Day was busy with work and choir so we didn't really celebrate, but this song reminds me why I married my best friend and I'm so thankful for the choice we made, now 10 1/2 years ago.

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I was nineteen, you were twenty-one
The year we got engaged
Everyone said we were much too young
But we did it anyway

We bought our rings for forty each
From a pawn shop down the road
We made our vows and took the leap
Now fifteen years ago

We went dancing in the minefields
We went sailing in the storm
And it was harder than we dreamed
But I believe that's what the promise is for

"I do" are the two most famous last words
The beginning of the end
But to lose your life for another I've heard
Is a good place to begin

'Cause the only way to find your life
Is to lay your own life down
And I believe it's an easy price
For the life that we have found

And we're dancing in the minefields
We're sailing in the storm
This is harder than we dreamed
But I believe that's what the promise is for

So when I lose my way, find me
When I loose love's chains, bind me
At the end of all my faith, till the end of all my days
When I forget my name, remind me

'Cause we bear the light of the Son of Man
So there's nothing left to fear
So I'll walk with you in the shadowlands
Till the shadows disappear

'Cause he promised not to leave us
And his promises are true
So in the face of all this chaos, baby,
I can dance with you

~ Um Tulip

Monday, January 31, 2011

Flying solo - day 5 of Um Tulip's 8 day trip to America

So, I'm drinking coffee and the only sound to be heard is the ice machine in my parent's fridge.  No need to yell at Oliver and Teddy Bear for sword fighting on the couch, no Linus begging for Spongebob, no vegetable sellers in the streets, or any other familiar sounds.  I flew back five days ago to meet my new nephew, now five weeks old.  As I joked with my sisters, this was the first time they beat me at something, I became an aunt for the first time, while they've all been aunts for seven years now!  In reality, the new mom has beat me with her humility, my next sis has beat me with her generosity, and my youngest sis has beat me with her honesty.  I have an incredible family.

Flying solo is was a totally new experience.  I'm an expert at airports; packing and going through security with three little ones is now quite easy.  Wandering through Heathrow for four hours with nothing to do is very strange, though.  And what side of the walkways are you supposed to walk on in that airport, anyway?  The airplanes were a third full, so I had a row to myself.  I read, watched movies, and didn't have any juice or food spilled on me, not even once.  No evil glances as my children screamed, no daring attempts to change a diaper during turbulence.  When our plane got diverted from D.C. to Chicago due to snow, I managed the news with only a slight groan, and was able to hop on a different plane home, landing just five minutes later than my original itinerary.  I'm working on a deeper understanding of the phrase "peace and quiet". 

The new one is adorable, and while technically a "lazy sucker" is gaining weight and I had the joy of being present at his baptism yesterday.  This was followed by a gathering at my sister and her husband's house with extended family.  I hadn't seen my aunts, uncles, and cousins in 18 months, so I felt the reunion was just as much for me as for the newest member of our family. 

One story I must share involves the adorable daughters of my cousin.  After ordering girl scout cookies from the eldest, I showed her my local money.  She asked me about the writing and pictures.  As the currency shows our esteemed king, her mom shared, "They have a king and queen.  What does our country have that they don't have?"  She answered without skipping a beat, "freedom!"  We all laughed, of course, but given recent events in Lebanon, Tunisia, and now most intensely in Egypt, the concept of freedom is on the forefront of my mind.  I'm so thankful I was raised in a family that taught me Christian values, and also gave me the choice to embrace my faith as my own.  I'm also thankful my adopted country does allow many freedoms nearby countries do not.

I'm missing my beautiful children, and my amazing husband, but relishing in the fact I have nothing to do but enjoy time with family and gaze at the snow.  Thankful.....  ~ Um Tulip

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Dry Spell

Haven't blogged in about six months.  Kinzi tells me to get back at it, and I should.  Even if nobody else reads, I know it is good for me to write.  For those of you who don't know me in real life, we lost my father-in-law to a tragic tractor accident on the summer solstice.  The days got shorter and shorter until Dec. 21.  Now the days are getting longer, the sun is shining longer (although we're finally getting much-needed rain) and I'm hoping a new year will bring new hope.

On  a previous post I wrote about the garden we hoped to grow this summer.  After our emergency trip back to America, this is what became of our garden.   August passed by with squelching heat, and we couldn't get our apartment below 34 degrees Celsius for several weeks.  That's hot!  We spent a lot of days at the pool, teaching the Tulip kids to swim - or teaching our youngest not to jump in the pool without mommy or daddy there to catch him!

School started and we dove into teaching and learning.  I'm teaching creative writing to grades 1-6, and despite the headaches, I love my job.  I get to teach Oliver, which is great.  I'm so proud of his accomplishments in Arabic, as he takes Math, Science, Social Studies, PE, and music, etc. all in Arabic and is doing a great job.  I'll have to post about work later.

Teddy Bear is translating for the other foreigners in his KG class, which makes me so happy.  He loves school and all things spongebob and pirate.  Linus has a new name.  He'll be two next month, and his favorite object in his whole world is - you guessed it - his blankie.  Just wish I had been smart enough to buy two of the thing back when they were in the store. He speaks mostly in Arabic, which is darling.

We also moved this fall.  Our landlord had his old place open up, which is twice the size of our little 2 bedroom apartment.  For the first time ever, I had a home big enough to host Christmas dinner. Yes, that's  two turkeys in my sink.


Painting the pink ceilings (and pink and purple walls) has been a challenge, but having the space to play is such a joy.  I knew we made the right decision one day after all these things took place simultaneously.


1) Oliver was in his bedroom working at his desk with his tutor on his Arabic work.
2) Linus was taking a nap in peace and quiet.
3) Teddy Bear was playing with toys in the living room.
4) Abu Tulip was working in his office.
5) I was cooking in my kitchen.
6) My helper who comes a few times a week and keeps me sane was cleaning in the kitchen.

We all had SPACE to do what needed to be done. 

Most of November and December was busy with Christmas preparations with Dozan wa Awtar.  Abu Tulip and I both sang this past season, and all the rehearsals were well worth the reward of  performing with the most amazing community of singers I have every met.  It deserves its own post, soon.

Next week my mother-in-law and brother-in-law come to visit.  MIL is going to stay for two months and she will also have her own bedroom.  I'm so glad she's coming and the kids are going bonkers making plans for their arrival.  (Not going to mention the confetti or other plans just in case she reads my post.)

So here is my re-entry into blogging.  Let's see if I can keep it up.  Let's see if the rain keeps pouring, quenching the dry and weary land - the physical landscape where we live and my soul that is sore with grief and ready for relief.                 ~ Um Tulip

O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Musica Sacra

The choir I sing with, Dozan wa Awtar, recently got back from Germany performing at the Musica Sacra Festival.  Click here to listen to a performance.  I especially like this piece.  It's actually a collaboration of several themes, including a Byzantine communion hymn, a Sufi melody, and an Islamic song that's newish (rather than ancient, the original is sort of a pop song style / new age style / hard to explain).  In between the Sufi melody at the end, choir members are singing various songs that are important to them, including monastic chants.  It certainly reflects the color and beauty of the culture here. In a few days we have a Dozan get together where I'll get to hear stories from those who went on the trip.  Looking forward to it! 

~ Um Tulip

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Min Zamaan (been a long time)

Yes, it's been over two months since posting.  Lots of excuses, like wondering if anybody actually reads what I write.  I suppose I write for myself more than anything, though.  This morning is my first day off from school.  Exams are done, and we're planning for next year.  I'm really excited about teaching next year.  We're implementing the PYP (International Baccalaureate) standards for the elementary school.  I get to focus on creative writing.  So school has been busy, but fulfilling.

What else has happen in the past two months?  Well, my choir put together another amazing show.  This time, they traveled to Germany for the Musica Sacra festival.  Follow this link to read.  Performing religious music (both Christian and Muslim) I know they wowed the audiences there and had a blast.  This picture shows "qanuun" used to accompany a few pieces.  I missed going, but chose to focus on my family this month, as there have been some big events. 

  • Abu Tulip and I celebrated 10 years of marriage together.  10 years!  It's sad so many don't make it to this milestone, and I'm so blessed to be married to my best friend.  We're taking the family for Switzerland for 10 days at the end of the month to celebrate and take a little time out for refreshment. 
  • Oliver turned 7 years old.  His party was batman themed, hence the cupcakes.  He is such a joy.  The other day he said to Abu Tulip, "Dad, you were wrong, there is something that drinks but doesn't pee.  Plants!"  This kid is thinking and observing all the time.  He's done a great job on his first grade "exams".  No, I did not have him study, unlike his classmates, but he has learned a lot and is speaking and reading Arabic.  
  • Teddy Bear graduated from pre-school.  He'll go to KG1 in the fall.  He has a great little best friend from nursery that will join him at the kindergarten.  He sings in Arabic and English, and recently was jumping on my bed singing a song from my choir. (He is Mr. Sun in the picture)
  • Baby Bulb is no longer a baby.  I need to find a new name.  Ideas, anyone?  He is a climber, and has a vocabulary of about 8 words.  Mommy, no, la (no), anineh (bottle), hatti (give me), daddy, baby, daw (light).  
I'm looking forward to taking the kids to the pool this summer (nearly six years here and we finally spent the money on a membership), watching our plants grow (we'll see if any vegetables make it this year), and a visit from Abu Tulip's parents in July.   Here are some pics from our garden, beans, radishes, and snails.




Oh, Oliver also finished his first season of T-ball.  Yes, it was only T-ball, but watching him play reminds me that my kids are going to grow up.  Watching the high schoolers play on the field next to us was a reality check for me.  Those boys are all taller than me, and my boys will be taller than me some day.  One Friday morning we watched a few from the team get out of a taxi and go to their game.  In perfect Arabic, they thanked the driver and headed out to the field.  I learned that they had just come from running in a race down at the Dead Sea.  Responsible, capable, and thriving (not just surviving) in a bilingual, multicultural world.  Yes, this is what I hope for my children.  Lord, give me strength to raise my boys in wisdom and maturity!