I should be working my biography of Caravaggio right now, but, eh. I've been working on it for the better part of a morning. It's almost done except that I don't know which painting speaks to me more. Is it the Penitent Magdalene, or is the Cardsharps? Enough of this! This is my 5 minute break!
I was reminded of my grandma earlier today, and I had to tell the world about her. She owns and runs a dress shop (with some pretttttty cool dresses, I must admit), and she's always on a tight schedule. My Mama Huda never wastes a minute. Never! The only time I can remember her sulking or not working or just being there in general was when my grandfather passed away in '96. Last week, we were in an elevator, and a FedEx guy came on board. She asked him how much it would cost to ship a package from Japan to Dubai, and when it would arrive. She got her answer, and when he got off on the third floor, one of her business partners came on. He's the guy who takes care of all the fabric and adjustments. She asked him if he had material in a specific shade of black, and what do you know, he did. That's my grandma. Taking care of two pressing matters in a 3-minute elevator ride.
My Mama Huda and me are complete opposites in some ways, and carbon copies in others. We get along sometimes, and skirmish at other times. I'm going to live with her in September for University, and I don't know who's looking more forward to it. You see, the funny part is that my mom left my grandma at my age to marry my father and move to Canada. I'm leaving my parents to live with my grandma, and giving my grandma the chance to pick up where she left off with my mother. I also get the chance to be surrounded with lots, lots, lots of family members, and we're gaining more and more as everyone's getting married this year for some reason. I'm not complaining, though, and neither is my grandma. More business for her!
Anyways, I'm going to finish my Caravaggio biography, then pack my winter stuff to take with me to the DESERT. Yup, desert.
Isn't that Kureiji?
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