Confessions of a Multicultural Muslimah

Entries from October 2008

A Pet Peeve

30 October, 2008 · 12 Comments

Or two.

I just need to get these off my chest because they’re pretty annoying and it really sucks when I want to read someone’s blog but:

1. To everyone who has a song/Quran set to automatic play on their blog. Seriously, this isn’t myspace. Yes, maybe its Quran, but when my hub has the sound set to blast on the computer, I end up with a heart attack and I wake everyone up. Seriously, Zuzu jumped twice as high as I did and she was sleeping next to me. Hubby woke up, snorted, and asked “fih eh?” thinking the end of the world was coming. Have songs as you wish, but please don’t put them on automatic play, it just means I’m less likely to check out your blog.

2. To everyone who has moving animations on their blog. I’m talking about little weemees or whatever you call them that pace back and forth in their little box, or the flying butterflies, or whathaveyou. Not everyone has huge supercomputers that download megabits at lightening speeds and are unaffected by the overload of moving icons that you just love and feel express who you are. Now, this one doesn’t annoy me as much as the automatic play songs do, it just makes me sad because the internet sucks here in Egypt and if you have a lot of info it will take me +days to open your site. This equals less traffic to your blog. I also had the same problem when using company computers back in the states so its not just being in Egypt. Remember less is more and if it takes forever to open your page then a lot of potential readers are being discouraged and giving up.

3. If you have a blog that asks me to type in some gobblygook verification code in order to post a comment- that shiz is wack, and 9 times out of 10 I will just not comment then because I hate those things. I understand it cuts down on spam, but if you’re having that much spam that you need it you should consider moving to wordpress. They automatically check for spam and kick it off. Its easy as pie.

So please, have some consideration for people who would like to read and/or comment on your blog. You’ve got worthy things to say that I would like to read and maybe comment on. It would make this blogosphere a better place.

Also a note to Brujita’s Cloud, I’d like to read your blog? You’re invite only and I don’t have an invite. *sadface*

Thanks for listening, I hope I didn’t piss anyone off.

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Cairo Calling

30 October, 2008 · 3 Comments

I’ve created a blog on which to post the short stories I write about living in Egypt.

Writing is my catharsis and occasionally might be disturbing as I find and use it as a way to relieve emotions I can’t get out any other way.

Some of you have already read some examples of my fiction, some of you have not. I originally wanted to post them by password only, however I decided against that for the moment. InshAllah my copyright will be respected.

Check it out over on Cairo Calling: Short Stories of an Expat on the Edge.

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My Egyptian Mau

29 October, 2008 · 7 Comments

I kind of never expected to figure out what kind of cat Zuzu is, I considered her to be a mongrel mix like most street cats are. Egyptians love them some long-haired Persians and just long-haired cats in general- I think has something to do with their love of long straight hair, but I digress- so most pet cats are long-haired and every Egyptian who sees Zuzu’s short hair exclaims, “Why, she’s a street cat!”

Its not a good thing, obviously, so I attempt to cover her origins somewhat. Yes, she was a street-kitten but she was being taken care of by a vet. Get over it. Also, because of the unfortunate trend of Egyptians dumping their unwanted house cats into the streets there are a large number of long-haired street cats running around. Zuzu’s extremely short hair shows that she hasn’t had any long-haired papas in her past so I figured she at least might be slightly pure.

Watching Brincess Zuzu grow (at an almost alarming rate) in the three or so weeks since we got her, I’ve admired so many of her unique features. Her toes are super long, they’re almost cat fingers! and they’re webbed, her tail is incredibly long and slinky and she moves it like a snake almost, and her face, oh her beautiful face. I love her color, a mix of grays and almond and creamy white, but her face is so beautiful. So, without much hope of finding much useful information I sat down to do a bit of research on Egyptian cats.

Of course typing “Egyptian cats” into google immediately brings up the Egyptian Mau, one of the oldest known breeds of cats in the world depicted ages ago on the tombs of the Pharaohs. When I was thinking about getting a cat I had looked, briefly, at the Egyptian Mau and admired them but never thought I would get one as they seemed much more of a western idea rather than an Egyptian one. Again, Egyptians love them some long hair, so when you look at pet shops that is mostly what you will find.

However, as I read the descriptions of Egyptian Maus and saw their pictures I realized that I had unwittingly found myself an almost pure Egyptian Mau. Now, she is not pure, her spots are not clear, except on her belly, and she has the striping of some tabby forefather, but the resemblance is uncanny.

“The Egyptian Mau showcases a scarab, or an “M,” on their forehead.” Source

Do you see her ‘M’? Its also there in reference to Multicultural Muslimah, Molly, and Mr MM whose name starts with M as well.

“Mau eye color can take from one, to one-and-a-half years to come in. One can often see a green ring around the iris when the green color is starting to appear.” Source

Look closely, click on the picture, and you will see the green ring. Her eyes remind me of my mom’s eyes which are a very similar mixture of brown and green, another reason why I love Zuzu so much. I wasn’t sure what color her eyes were supposed to be, but if it takes that long for the color to come in then I guess I will have to wait. She also has really big ears, I mean I know she’s still a kitten, but them are some big ears!

“The Mau has a sweet musical voice and they sometimes go about the house chirping or chortling, much like a bird.” Source

Zuzu squawks, squeaks, chirps, screeches, meeows, and rumbles. I thought she was just an especially vocal cat, but now it appears its just a hallmark of her breed.

“Egyptian Mau’s make the best living companions that are comparable in their loyalty to the best of dogs. Unlike many breeds that only deal with their humans when they’re hungry, the Egyptian Mau is always seeking company. The average Mau is quite clingy to his/her owners; some will take to only one member of the family, while others will take over the entire household. Which ever way it goes, once the Mau has bonded, he/she is your lover for life and will actively participate in anything that you are doing (whether you want them there or not). As the Egyptian Mau is incredibly intelligent, they have been known to break open closed doors by either slamming against them, or by twisting the doorknob. Privacy is a rare luxury with a Mau in the house, and often times you will hear them chortle a “welcome home” song, a “let me in” plea, or just a general speech about their day.” Source

Thats my Zuzu. She is super intelligent, she has already figured out how to open our bedroom door and come under the mosquito netting to sleep with us at night. She follows me around the house, sits at my feet when I’m cooking, cleaning, watching TV, and will often ‘help’ me read my book by laying on top of it.

Oh my Brincess Zuzu, how much you have enriched our lives.

Some pictures of other Egyptian Maus so you can see the similarities.

An Egyptian Mau

An Egyptian Mau

Another Mau

Another Mau

Zuzu in a box

Zuzu in a box

You can see she has some spots on her belly. I mean, its obvious that she’s not pure Mau, but considering that Maus are, as a breed, bred domestically for those characteristics, Zuzu is what Mau’s were before breeders intervened.

Here if you look close you can see that she is faintly spotted, but they connect and look like more stripes.

Yawn! You can see more of her beautiful coloring, and how incredibly long she has gotten since we adopted her. I credit it to getting adequate nourishment and lots of love. Look at those long legs!

She’s my very own Egyptian Mau, like a pharaonic souvenir except I didn’t have to buy her at Khan el Khalili!

Edit: Gah, ok. So I guess tabby cats have ‘M’s on their foreheads as well. I still think Zuzu is Mau though.

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My 8 Homes

27 October, 2008 · 3 Comments

Mamamona tagged me on my 8 homes. I usually don’t do tags, although I’m always immensely flattered when I am tagged by other bloggers, mostly because they don’t interest me but this one did.

Here are the rules (not that I’m going to listen to them or anything):

Where Would Your 8 Homes Be?

List them. You don’t have to list your reasons, but if you do at least for a few of them, it would be more fun. And remember that the only rule is: the homes must be within the borders of the United States of America or else, within the borders of the country you live in, so as to utterly emulate the McCains. When you’re done, tag 8 people, so that they may join in the self-indulgence, forgetting about the crappy property market and the equivalent of The End of Pompeii on Wall-Street. You could spend your time hammering your doors and windows shut in preparation for the apocalypse instead, but it would be much less fun.

I’m going to go against the rules and pick whatever country I feel like. I’m wild like that.

#1 Minneapolis, MN

This is my home, I’m not saying I want to live there year round (hello, I’m a wuss about cold) but I can’t imagine a multiple-home life without one of them being in the great state of Minnesota. I haven’t found a better ummah anywhere else.

#2 Dubai, United Arab Emirates

Dubai combines a (mostly) Islamic country with wealth and the ability to make wealth. Some people say its a bubble thats just about to burst, I say for now I’d love to see and live in Dubai. But seriously people, you can make BANK in this city.

#3 Cairo, Egypt

I know Mr MM is going to have something to say about his beloved city being #3, but the fact is that if it weren’t his home, and if it weren’t for his family, there wouldn’t be much for Cairo to offer us. The economy is crap, the pay is even more crap, but they do have a lot of culture to offer. Sometimes too much culture to offer. But hey, its home.

#3.5 Alexandria, Egypt

When talking about having a home in Egypt I must explain that the home will most likely be in Alex if it is anywhere. Since we’re dreaming lets just make them both huge villas, one in Cairo and one on the sea shore in Alex.

#4 Singapore, uhm Republic of Singapore.

Ok so, previously unknown fact: Singapore is a city-state. I thought I was just lax on my geography to not be able to immediately recall the name of the country Singapore is located in. Apparently that is because Singapore is its own country. A good thing to know about my future home. Why Singapore? I’m attracted to cities that draw the greatest minds and businessmen; this is a city that gets things done. Plus they’re a huge mish-mash of cultures and languages and I love me a good mash.

#5 Kaua’i, Hawai’i

I’m going to copy Mamamona a bit in this, but only because I would have chosen it anyway. When I cruised around Hawai’i with the family I have to say Kaua’i was really the absolute best island of the bunch. I loved their beaches, I loved the big ole’ canyon in the middle, and the relatively untouched beauty of the island. Most people flock to Oahu and the big island, but walking along a pristine beach I was smugly (but kindly) informed by a resident that Kaua’i was the best of the all the islands, and she was right.

#6 Phoenix, Arizona

I got a little choked up looking for pictures. I love Arizona and I miss it, and my friends there, dearly. Arizona was where I really learned how to fly and I intend to have a home there, if not live there most of the year, one day. Its between here and Minneapolis for where I want to settle permanently, but since we’re dreaming, I get houses in both places.

#7 Los Angeles, California

Who doesn’t dream of living glamorously in Los Angeles with a fabulous mansion in the Hollywood hills? I’d be trying to convert Britney, you know she already be halfway with those guys she’s dating.

#8 Elian Island, Somewhere

Yes you heard me, our own private island. Hey we’re dreaming big right?

So those are my 8 houses across the world. I’m also supposed to tag 8 bloggers, but I’m only going to tag 2 since I’m not sure who has already been tagged and not tagged.

I tag Amie and Rahma.

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Brrrrrrrrrrrrr

27 October, 2008 · 10 Comments

Im such a wuss

I'm such a wuss

I am. actually. cold.

I’ve shamed my Minnesotan heritage.

Seriously though, in the dead of winter Arizona was not even this cold and its still only October. If I survived a God-awful hot summer, I at least deserve an easy winter like in Phoenix.

Sheesh.

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Islam in America

24 October, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Hey check out my tab on top of the page that says Islam in America to see the first part of a two part series by Al-Jazeera on Islam and Muslims in the United States.

The series is great, and may help relieve some misunderstandings.

AND! The first stop is in our very own Minneapolis!

Woot woot!

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I Am

22 October, 2008 · 11 Comments

I am an American and I am Muslim. I am no less American for being Muslim and I am no less Muslim for being American. I tell this to all the ignorant Americans who call me unpatriotic and I tell this to all the ignorant Muslims who consider me tainted.

I am a Muslim woman and I am not oppressed. My voice is heard and I speak out loudly.

I cover my head but my head is not bowed. I do not quake at my husband’s voice nor do I fear his hand nor do I quiet my words in fear of his anger.

I am a Muslim woman and I am not less.

I am Muslim and I am not less.

Not less educated, not less worthy, not less questioning, not less proud, not less patriotic, not less strong, and no less willing to fight for my rights, the rights of my people- ALL of my people-, and my right to fight.

I am.

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Nope

21 October, 2008 · 8 Comments

I can’t.

I can’t.

I can’t.

For the sake of (ever wanting) my unborn children I just can’t.

If after two days of observing I come home wanting to curl up into a little ball and pull my hair out in clumps then I think this is not a good career choice for me.

I think I’d rather be unemployed than insane.

Just a personal preference.

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