Friday, May 25, 2007

The Fight between Good and Evil

For the last 9 months I’ve been fighting a battle with an evil force. Although I’ve learned over the last 32 ½ years that the world isn’t black and white, I believe in good and evil forces. I believe I have my two feet firmly planted on the good side so it’s hard for me to understand how to fight the good fight when Evil comes knocking. Last Friday, while literally under the knife (I had out patient surgery to repair the clogged tear duct I have (more information on that in another post), the Evil forces had worked up to derail what was potentially a life saving force on the project I manage.

The crisis took 6 days, 3 conference calls and countless emails to fix and while Good has prevailed, Evil orchestrated such a blow that I’m scrambling now to put up shields and get my weapons in order because Evil will be back and I want to be ready!

In other words, I wish a muhhhfucka would!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007


It’s been a crazy last 7 days, returning home from vacation, catching up on 400 unread emails, dealing with a kitchen renovation and hosting my cousin has meant that I haven’t had time to write about my trip.

Morocco was AMAZING, just magnificent. When I landed in Marrakesh and stepped down from the plane onto the tarmac I was like hot damm I’m in Africa! I know, it’s not sub-Saharan Africa but it’s still my first trip to the continent. Once I was outside and saw the bustle of people on foot, in cars, on bikes, the women half of them covered (scarf on head) I realized wow I’m in a Muslim country. [I’d gone to Indonesia for work years ago and although that is the country with the largest Muslim population most of the women I saw there didn’t cover their heads]. I was taken to the guest house we were staying in and decided to take a nap since my friends were running late driving down from Casablanca to meet me. When they arrived it was as if someone said “On your mark, get set, GO!”.

5 cities (Marrakesh, Essouira, Casablanca, Rabat, and Fez) in 8 days. Talk about whirlwind. My first night in the country I didn’t go to sleep until 7 the next morning. My friends arrived we hung out, went to eat, went to two clubs, went to a casino, grabbed more food and then finally back to the guest house to sleep. It was a bit crazy.

What I also loved about my trip was that I wasn’t just on a bus with a bunch of tourists being schlepped from place to place. I was there visiting my old officemate and friend who’d decided to move back to Morocco to be closer to her family and friends so we got to hang out with them, sightsee and get an up close and personal tour of life in Morocco.

I did things I’d only dreamed about doing, like riding a Camel on the beach, petting a Monkey, watching snake charmers in a square, eating and discovering great food. The whole country just oozed ancient history and rituals. I went to a Hamman which is a tradition in N. Africa which involves, a steam room, someone scrubbing all the dead skin cells and dirt off your body and a massage. I never felt cleaner and wish I could do it here so cheaply. I walked through the Souks, bargaining with the shop keepers for souvenirs, I took lots of pictures and thoroughly enjoyed my time there.

Monday, May 07, 2007

Quick Update

I know its not unusual for me to only blog once a week or even once every two weeks but I am heading home from an 8 day vacation where I resisted the urge to get on the internet to even check personal emails. Now that I'm transiting back home I thought I'd put out a quick update.

I just spent the last 8 days in Morocco and it was FABULOUS, words can't even describe everything I've experienced in the last week. Howeveer, so many blog worthy things happened that I can't wait to have an hour to sit down and write a proper post later on this week. I'll upload some pictures from the trip as well later this week.