Shahnaz Blog
I am still Muslim!
My heart is broken. A whole city under attack. What is going on? Not to mention that I'm affected by this through reading the links on Facebook. I have not turned on my tele....
More HMS Victory modeling
I know I haven't posted about my model for a while. It's been a work in progress. If you look at the picture below, you'll see all the paint; yellow and black on the outside. You...
Iris
I love flowers. In trying my hand at gardening, I've come to the conclusion that no matter how much I love flowers, the deer love them more. Of course, the good news is that the deer are...
Olives
I remember the first time I tried an olive. Â It was at my uncle's home in Dubai and he offered me this strange round fruit. Â I asked him what it was. Â "An Olive," he said. Â Hmmm. Â An olive. Â I...
The Muny emergency
My last blog post was about the musical Oklahoma at the Muny. This post is about something that happened during the show. So, there's a song where Curly comes up to Jud's cabin...
Oklahoma!
My nieces live in Oklahoma and the joke when I drive by Oklahoma is this: I would start off with, "Oh my God, look there!" My nieces would say, "Where? What?" I reply with,...
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Talent and the mirror
I think I've always considered myself a writer. Not always. Since I was about 13, I would say. I remember a conversation with a friend about how well her sister wrote; she showed...
Where do I stand?
We have all had friends at some point. Well, we think they are friends and then the going gets tough and you realize they really are not your friends; or you find a friend come out of the wood...
Wax be this, wax be that!
We all know what wax is, right? Well, we do and then we don't. There are several sides to wax. No, this is not a gross story about ear wax, so please get that off your mind....
American Fruit
I used to think that pears were the bomb! And then I came to America. Funny thing here is that apples and pears are abundant. What about the fruits I grew up with? Jackfruit?...
Red – a tale of a horse.
Every birthday, my husband plans a surprise for me. As with every birthday, I spend months guessing what he has up his sleeve. I had exhausted all options and suddenly one day it hit me....
A conversation with an Iraqi woman
I've wanted to blog about this for 2 weeks now, but my schedule only delayed this blog. It's been waiting to be written. Everyday, this blog calls to me and tonight, I finally have time....