Today I read a blog written by a girl who is selling something in Tehran subway stations. The way of her writing and also looking at their world via her lines was very interesting for me.
You can read her blog here.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday
Look at this picture of her. Tomorrow I'll put her new pic without this nice wavy hair!!!!!!! At first glance when I looked, I was shocked but now after lots of praises by family and friends I feel better.
Generally I love Rozana with wavy hair
Yesterday we were with Farbod and his parents all the time. The one who enjoyed a lot of course was Rozana. She played and played and played from 12 till 7PM and then we sat in the car turning back home, she slept till today morning!!!!!!!!! (Those ones who have kids understand how rare this incident is)
I'll put those pictures tomorrow too.
Good Luck.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Mirror
We all are used to see one picture at the entrance of elevators and it's nothing except our own face. When I see an elevator without any Mirror I think it's not working properly and am counting seconds for reaching my desired floor ASAP. It's amazing that the meaning of elevator is same as looking into a mirror and check our lookings. Yesterday I didn't recognize the face in front of me gazing from the mirror. Really I didn't recognize it. I was tired after discussing with some teenagers after the unimportant car accident I had and also was thinking to Rozana and lots of house works , work exams and .... My face was with make-up as usual but I didn't know it. Today I'm at work, fresh and with no make-ups. this way is better of course. I like this Somi and also elevators WITH mirrors too. |
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Busy
Last night we were so busy .......... Mehrdad came home earlier than most of the nights. Rozana and I were happy of course. I took her to the bathroom and after an hour of playings came back, clean and ready for being with him. Rozana was demanding for being hugged, Mehrdad accepted his requests at first moments but after some time he became tired( like most of the times) and rejected her........ She was never waiting for such reaction from him, so started crying and crying... I thought she will become tired and stop it in a short time but this action was due for about 20 minutes. I was making salad for dinner, she was crying and Mehrdad was angry. The plane was so sharp and new..... I cut my finger very badly ....... blood was coming, she was crying and Mehrdad didn't hear my screamings.... just imagine the look, I think it was as busy as I wrote here. At last, she was calm and laughing, I put some bandage on my finger andMehradd cooked dinner (Kotlet) for the first time in our common life. Rozana's laughing after making those behaviours was really funny and I think the experince of eating Mehrdad's dish costs this much problems. |
Monday, February 09, 2009
Khatami
Atlast after mounths of waitings, yesterday Mr. Khatami announced his decision for participating in next year Iran's presidential election. Inspite of all his weaknesses, still I think he is still the best choice for us who are living here and have to obey rules. Maybe those ones who voted for Ahmadinejad are regretful, but I hope this attitude guides them to a better man not a same president. |
Playground
This is my little (and nowadays naughty ) princess playing in Niavaran playground. Weather was so cool that we were the only visitors. You can see it by Rozana's red nose. But still at the come back ,she was nagging and somehow beating me out of her anger. |
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Another Test
In this procedure you must be sure that your Address is private, otherwise anyone who knows your address can post to your blog without any username/password. |
Test
This mail has been posted from my yahoo account directrly to the blogger. You can read the instruction here if you like. http://soushi2000.blogspot.com/ Thanks Soushi. |
The Day After Friday Is Saturday.
We only have one day as end of the week holidays so most of the times I don't understand how fast this day comes and passes. But this week I really felt fresh maybe because Rozana forced me to wake up from 6 so I did most of my cleaning job before 8. Looking at a clean house always gives me positive energy and yesterday was one of those days.
Rozana is learning some new reactions. One of them ,which is not good of course , is obstinating against whatever she doesn't like especially when Mehrdad and I are in the occasion. This behavior reduced significantly with my mom. I know this is one of her age necessities but I hope that we become successful on guiding it to the perfect path.
Rozana is learning some new reactions. One of them ,which is not good of course , is obstinating against whatever she doesn't like especially when Mehrdad and I are in the occasion. This behavior reduced significantly with my mom. I know this is one of her age necessities but I hope that we become successful on guiding it to the perfect path.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
MohammadReza
Last week was Mohammadreza( Rozana's cousin)'s Birthday. Rozana had lots of fun with the kids and laughed,dance and clapped alot. Also I found that she likes being with children very much and in these environments she never asks for my presence beside. Even somehow she forgets me and I think this is natural.
By the way, these cloths were so suitable. Thanks dear Attijun!!!
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Life Goes On
Training a child is so much different than managing some employees. In the first case you are a permanent boss and you love your child so you'll sacrifice yourself for her improvements, but in the second case you should always look back and forward to remember that you are not a permanent boss, so this idea won't let you put much energy in the way of their promotions. I think when these lines meet each other then I can find a moderate way.
Any how, these pictures are taken from Rozana's new home and in a restaurant when she was choosing dessert from the menu !!!!!! I like her figure taking the book in her hands and gazing into the lens.
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