I wanted to answer some of the questions regarding our car and say that the main reason I posted it was because it was one crazy ride getting to own a car, I wish I could tell you everything that was happened but I only have a few minutes before the "leg lickers" get to me.
-I believed (until yesterday) that there wasn't another option that to pay with cash for your car here. You could bring a check from the bank or use a checking card but you had to pay for it all up front. Now, David tells me that there are "other ways" did he say what they were? Nooo!
-We love, absolutely love our Pilot, he is a good boy and can hold 6 Cd's which means tons of music, which equals to Happy Belky
-I, and other woman can drive inside the compound only :-( Not that any sane woman would like to drive in the city. I am telling it is deadly!
- He is a "he" because... well... I can choose the gender of "this" baby and I wanted a boy! since a boy car won't pee on my face ;-)
-Cheryl I don't know if you really want him, he has horrible gas millage, here it doesn't affect us as much because gas is SO cheap! Other than that he has every safety feature a SUV can have and it is very spacious, it even has side airbags. (I'm telling you a tank would have been safer if it had the LATCH)
-He is a nice guy and part of our investment had to do with re-sale value and LATCH system, which is easier to get in the US.
Now, why am I explaining the birth of our last child?! I don't know, I believe I told anyone who wanted to hear about how our other babies got here :-)

These are just because I thought that it was a crazy colorful makeup but at the end I really liked! I even wore it out side. That is the beauty of living in KSA :-)

Now for the ranting...
How can one understand females? really .... HOW?!!!
I am here in a lovely but HUGE home, I have so many social events to attend and really fun friends, Elena is at school in the mornings and Victoria does a great job at playing by herself if I need to do something.
Then why? oh dear WHY?!!! am I having a hard time keeping this huge place clean? No matter where I start it is messy and dirty before I end, laundry is taking over the world and besides the awesome friends and the fun activities I feel like I have no time and sometimes I feel so fake at social gatherings.
Everyone here is nice but very different from my ward friends back at home. I guess "that" common interest is not there so other things take up that space and ,don't get me wrong they are wonderful people, but some days I just need to be alone and back to Seattle where I could have play dates with Jasmine without cleaning like crazy first, or call Jeannee and tell her how horrible the kids were to me that day or knock on Robert's door at 11:30pm and "borrow" some eggs... and stay talking to him and Camille for about an hour.
Here, I am trying but I think that I'm finally feeling home sick and tired.
David told me I should call the house keeping and have them come and clean once a week. You have no idea how cheap those services are here and how helpful it would be to have someone else clean these insane floors for me. There are a group of 3-5 guys that come and do amazing things to your house.
But you know what I did? I ignore his advice because "I am not a lazy woman that needs her nails done and to visit the spa once a month while the nanny takes care of the kids and the guys clean the house and do the dishes"
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!!!!
I really don't think that woman that get the help are lazy, I think they are smart to take the opportunity to do it, plus the workers here really need the job and I would have so much more time to play with my amazing daughters.
So, now that I have vent, ranted and talked myself into it, I am going to go and call house keeping because... well... I really don't want to wash that swimming pool, and all that dust is going to make my asthma come back.
If you are still reading, please leave a comment I will buy you chocolate, I can't believe you read it all!