Molested by an Uncle

Hi bloggieeeee baby….immmwaaaaaaahhhh


Some of you out there are wondering: "What's up with Puppylove and these sensitive issues these days?"

Well, I do in fact need your help guys on this riddle, I want to help one of my best friends but it's complicated.

My friend was molested by her uncle when she was 10 years old till about 13 years old, it didn't happen very often, but a few times, he would wake her up at night (cuz they were all staying in their grandpa's house before everybody got married) and he would take her to his filthy room with porn videos shown on the TV, which she even mentioned to me that it was her first time to see 2 women with each other, and he only hit "second base", just kissing her and touching her body over her clothes, cuz she was so afraid and cried, so her crying made him stop.
And thank God she never saw him "finish his business" till the end.
She used to beg him not to come to her room also when the house was empty, or everybody was busy, she was so naïve thinking that she's gonna get pregnant from just kissing, he used to laugh at her….she was so disgusted….

Fortunately it stopped cuz everybody started to move from the "big house", but he still gave her some weird horny looks when seeing her at family gatherings, and that was around 1993.
After one year her uncle got married, and till this day he & his wife are struggling to have kids.
My friend says that this is a blessing from God so he won't molest his kids, bas his poor wife is such a wonderful woman, what's her punishment…maybe there isn't, and it's all God's test for patience.

Now my friend is exactly my age, she's a beautiful educated strong woman…she's not those people that you see on Oprah, that are psychos such as an alcoholic, or a drug addict or a cutter…just because she was molested.
And she's been serious with this certain guy for a year….and he is one of those good guys that adores & respects her, and loves to talk with her all day and tell each other every detail. Even his friends and I say that they are soooooooo compatible.

Now the problem is that he "of course" is not married, and lives with his brother and his wife and kids. They have 2 teenaged daughters and sons, and 2 youngsters, and she knows that he loves them and gives them gifts and money, and when they come over to his apartment, he doesn't like to say "no" to them, even if he's tired or sleepy.
The problem is that I've noticed she gets so jealous when he's with the girls, although he tells her everything, & chit chats with her about their school or their shopping trips with their mom and what they bought, and how much they beg him to get married cuz they wanna play with his kids, she just sits and complains about how long he was with them and gets mad.

So I wonder sometimes, is it cuz she was molested by her uncle, she's having bad thoughts about the person she's in love with? Or is it that ordinary jealousy that girls feel when her bf or husband gets too much attention from his girl relatives?
The catch to this riddle is that this guy has no sisters, his mother passed away, has very old aunts, and his girl cousins are all married and doesn't even see them cuz they have no family gatherings, so it's only him and his brother's little family.
So if he had sisters and his mother was alive, a person would know that she's having an average jealousy episode that most women have from the women around the significant other, or that she is just jealous from his nieces and can say that she does have a serious problem cuz she was molested.

But the problem is, he only has these 2 teenaged nieces that she's jealous from, so I don't know if it's just the nieces or relative women in general??
Get it??
I know it's confusing….

And I don't know how to help her, should I confront her, and tell her that her problem is cuz she was molested?? Not to mention that it's so difficult for me to bring this subject up.
Or I would tell her that it's ok to sometimes feel jealous from sisters, mothers, cousins and nieces…. I don’t know….

Guys what do think the problem is….can anybody help me on this one.



Thank you guys.

Joke of the Day!

Good day bloggers

I just got this joke through sms and wanted to share it with all of you…I thought it was funny:


A black baby was given wings by God, he asked God: "Does this mean I am an angel now?"

God laughed & said: "Nah nigga, you a bat!"

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL

No offense to black people….who knows me, knows my one of my best friends is an African-American, just to make myself clear before I get bad comments from people who my think I'm a raciest, because honestly I've seen people fight over race, religion….etc here in blog world.




Such a beeeeeeeeauuuuuuutiful day….cool and sunny…so sexy…

ليلة الدخلة

Hi bloggie baby…..imwahhhhhh


Ok, from the title, some of you out there will wanna find out what I'm talking about. I know this is kind of a sensitive subject to discuss, but I've always wanted to post about it due to the fact that I've always wondered & needed to know what others think about this.

Now….what kills me is this:

Why is it that any girl who gets divorced or separated from her husband, the first question that pops in people's minds is: "Dikhal 3alaiha?"

For God's sake, what is that?? Walla never in my life I have asked this question when I hear bad news like this, only at the end, and sometimes I don't even ask cuz I was never raised to ask such a question nor even crossing my mind to think of such a matter only a few years now and that’s because I've started to hear people talk about it & make such a big deal about it. I'm like this maybe cuz I've been living with guys, cuz I'm the only female at home after my mom passed away. I have been told lots of times despite my femininity, that I think like men, ma3 ini 7ail passionate about life and my heart pounds hard towards some certain stuff and I'm one tear away from an emotional situation or an emotional story I hear, not to mention crying when listening to songs and from romantic movies. But when I'm serious, I think clearly and straight forward.

Mind you that the Bedouin don’t have this problem cuz they don't practice this tradition cuz the man doesn’t see his wife during the "Milchah" days, till their wedding night, so this is related to other people in Kuwait and some other countries in the gulf.

What bothers me is that, what the hell is the big deal with whether they did it or not?
I mean he is already her husband, and they are already do ALMOST EVERYTHING together, but nooooooooooooooo…people are obsessed with the girl loosing her virginity.
What about the girl's feelings and the hurt and problems the couple went through?

People here and around our region are soooooooooooooooo obsessed with "marital sex". And what I mean by this is the mother of the bride constantly warns her daughter not to give in to her "brand new" husband and looses her virginity, although they are officially married, which is known as "milchah", & by that, the woman is her husband's "halal", and they go out together, and he/she sneak the significant other in his/her bedroom (especially when everybody sleeps the afternoon nap or when the house is empty), but the woman wears a metal panty shield with the key hidden somewhere until the wedding night.
Some mothers just focus on this instead of teaching their daughters about the necessities of a happy marriage, this is so happening everyday…all the time.

I personally know a lot of people that lost their virginity during the "milchah" days, and I know….I know, you're gonna say cuz they have to know each other well and all that fancy shmancy talk….I know all that, and I agree with the mothers cuz of JERKS that don’t marry women in this situation, even if she's been married to the guy for a few months….but there have been exceptions and this is naseeb.

But I mean they forget everything and get obsessed with not doing this one particular thingy and RIGHT AFTER the wedding party….they want them to hit homerun!!!
Uh HELLOOOOO?!
Walla I know a lot of people that ask the newlyweds the morning after if they did it, and the newlyweds respond that they were tired, so both their families especially the mothers wait till after a few days…and if nothing happened they bad mouth the groom about not being a man!!!! Sheeeesh!
Believe me there are families that are not Bedouin that practice this, cuz you know that this is a big deal to the Bedouins, with all due respect to the Bedouins, but I know this for a fact cuz of my lot of Bedouin friends, but other people from different backgrounds do this despite they are already letting them go out together….I don't get it.

I hope you guys understood what I meant about being obsessed with the sex stuff….specifically hitting homerun the next day immediately after the wedding party or going just to a hotel "sakaty" as we say; when just few days or weeks before, the mothers forbidden it.

So what if they did it after one month?? Kaifhoom!! Or during the milchah? Also kaifhoom…!! Maybe they know that this is the person they wanna be with forever and that’s it….it's final….so just a few days or weeks till the wedding won't hurt, hell there have been a few pregnant brides during the wedding night (which doesn’t show of course)….bas kaifhooooooooooooom….sorry people, but to me it's not the virginity, it's the quality of the sex.

I swear my friend didn’t do a party and went straight to Egypt for the honeymoon, and is a chicken when her husband comes near that delicate area, and his mother called them everyday for the 10 days they spent there asking him if he did it, till he got angry and told her:" I'm a man and man enough to know what I'm doing, and don’t you dare doubt my wife, there's nothing wrong with her, (he means that she's a virgin)."
And her husband was so sweet and told her that they don’t have to do it right away just because they are on their honeymoon, so whenever she was ready…

So the last day he cut her finger just a little & stained a tissue with her blood like those movies and said: "This will shut my mom up, I know…that’s all she wants to see."
It took my friend another 12 days till she became ready and now they have a 7 year old girl.

In the end I thank God my family isn’t like that and don’t even ask when and whether….but frankly, if they hear a divorce story (my women relatives and friends all the women) they first ask: "Dikhal 3alaiha?"

Sheeeeeeeeesh!!!

Sorry for the long debate.

My Latest Update Part 2

Ok, this is the rest of my previous post cuz it came out as a different language, I do not know how the hell it became like that...




The head waiter came up to me before bringing out the cake and told that they have prepared a surprise for me, and I was like: "Bring it on!!"
So this old black man with white hair, Hawaiian shirt and blue pants, came in with his guitar, installed his sound system, and started to sing "Happy Birthday" in both English and Arabic, and both in bad accents! It was hilarious and we all got crazy…

I actually celebrated my birthday twice, the first time was on the same day, I went shopping a little, did my hair and nails, went back home till fa6oor time, then went to my friend's house, she surprised me with cake and candles, took pictures from our mobiles, danced, then she gave me a cool mobile accessory from Swarovski that you hang on the mobile.
During my shopping after the Eid, I bought a Swarovski bracelet I couldn’t resist. Even at my birthday party I got a few Swarovskies, cuz a lot who know me, knows I adore their stuff…a couple of my best friends brought me a necklace and a pin, not to mention the collection I have from before, GOD now I have a lot...nice.



"I just wanna fly….put ur arms around me baby, put ur arms around me baby…"

Just singing what's on the radio…


Sorry guyz for the long post…bas I have wayed things to say….
And the only reason I have time is cuz I'm sick at home : (

My Latest Update

Hi bloggie IMMMMMMWAHHHHH

Haven't checked up on ya for such a long time, I'm sorry baby, forgive me.


Hi bloggers, I miss everybody, especially my recent new friends, "Passion's Harp", "Fonzy", and "3ajel". Sorry guys, I didn't even have time to read your recent posts. GROUP HUG!!!

I was so busy with work, busy the last days of Ramadan, and the Eid, and afterwards, busy setting up for my birthday party, going out, my cousin got married, shopping, I shopped the last 3 days before Eid, during Eid and after the Eid, but I wasn't shopping for the Eid LOOOOL, cuz for years now I just wear what I have in my closet that no one have seen on me before, cuz I'm always packed with an outfit from here and there that I don't wear or forget about, so I had a couple of outfits that I still haven't wore till Eid from New York when I was there this summer, so I wore one of them.
But I sure bought some cool handbags, 4 to be exact…!! Yeah I did spend a lot cuz they were kinda expensive, not to mention 3 pairs of shoes, *whispering* underwear, accessories, more outfits, hijabs…etc.
But really, everyday I have something to do, even if I'm blue, I go to my friend's house, then she's like: "Let's go out!! Ana mitmalilah, and your sad and blue."

I haven't gone to the gym for ages, and sometimes I feel like I lost weight, which my cousins said that I did during the Eid, and sometimes I feel I've gained a little, cuz since I stopped in the middle of Ramadan, I've being eating the same amount but with no exercise. I don't know.


Well about my birthday party, of course my birthday pasted a long time ago, it was on the 20th of October, but since it was the last 2 days of Ramadan, I knew no body would come, not even if I do it '3abgah, so I decided to do it the second Thursday after Eid, which was the 2nd of November, so to be sure no one had any excuses.
Anyways, first I wanted to make it kinda huge, 40-45 persons, than I narrowed down the list to 22, cuz I wanted to be kinda intimate but still kinda huge, and I didn't know whether I do it at home or at a fancy restaurant. Then I narrowed the list to about 15 persons, cuz I want it completely intimate and I wasn't in the mood for a fuss and looyah and ez3aj.
So I decided to do it in a restaurant, which my cousin suggested in one of those tents that Moven Pick had, so I went there but they told me that those tents were only there for the Ramadan season, and by accident I saw this sign with the word "CUTS" written on it, so I asked and they told me that this they're latest new restaurant. It's a Spanish/Brazilian place, which I fell in love with immediately, it was so quiet, cute, beautiful colors, elegant setting of the chairs and tables, simple.

So with the help of the guest relations at the front desk, I had a cool intimate chic party. I ordered silver, black and pink balloons, and who knows me knows I love pink and black together, they are just so sexy together…
And colored petals on the tables with candles, and the tables were centered under the wooden semi-like gazebo, and the balloons hanging with long pink and silver ribbons.

Thirteen of the fifteen on my guest list showed up. My guests were a combination of 4 best friends, 4 good friends, 3 cousins, 2 sister-in laws, and 1 four-year old niece of one of my best friends, and my one of my cousin's brought her 7 month old son, which mashallah was very quiet and sociable. But I missed one of my best and closest friend, she was in Egypt unfortunately, and the no. 15 guest was a cousin that wasn't feeling well that day.

It was kinda quiet at the first, and the girls started to get bored from the Spanish music, so when I asked for the head waiter to turn on the radio, he said that they only have a CD player. So I asked if we can switch on the TV, and they said it was ok. They only had one of the worst 35 channels, including one Arabic music channel, and cuz the restaurant was new, only a few American people were there, and by 10pm we were the only people there, so the girls really let their hair down, metaphorically speaking. Singing and clapping, and a little shoulder shaking, and by the time they brought in the cake, everybody was dancing in the dark! LOOOOOOOL

The head waiter came up to me before bringing out the cake and told that they have prepared a surprise for me, and I was like: "Bring it on!!"
So this old black man with white hair,in pitkä ja kapea, ja mahtui juuri sopivasti tähän tynnyriin jonka halkaisija oli viitisen kymmentä metriä ja pituus sata metriä.

Hän pisti sauvan kärjen veteen ja keppi antoi listan lisäaineista joita tarvittiin. Sitten hän tiputti siemenen veteen ja lähti ostamaan tarvikkeita.

Viikon aikana hän heitti kymmeniä säkkejä kalkkia veteen, hiiltä, ja pilaantuneita kasviksia. Muutama sian ruho myös sekä monta ämpärillistä kalan ruotoja. Voimakkaista epäilyista huolimatta vesi viikon aikana muuttui puhtaammaksi kuin aikaisemmin, ja tuoksui hyvältä.

Artturin loputkin rahat oli käytetty ja hän mietti keinoa saada lisää rahaa. Sitten hän törmäsikin avoimeen kaivokseen ja teki kaupat kääpiön kanssa. Hän löi vetoa kymmenestä tuhannesta neptunuksesta (paikallinen rahayksikkö, yksi neptunus vastaa 10 euroa.) että löytäisi päivässä sieltä ison kulta suonen.

Seuraavana aamuna hän voitti vedon, ehkä kulta siemen joka pystyy muuttamaan lyijyä kullaksi auttoi asiaa.