One Honey Do Down

It seems I've raised the bar....posting everyday. Don't get used to it, people. Todays post is to let David know that I've salvaged the paint on the Tahoe. The other night, I took the scenic route on my way home from visiting my new found abaya clad friends at the Qatar Guest Center. Noha, from Doha, (I love to say that) had phoned me and asked if I would come visit and discuss the upcoming mosque tour. After visiting and having tea with Noha, two of her coworkers and the imam, I headed back home. Well, being night time and with never ending construction in this country, I missed my exit and had to drive what seemed an eternity before I could get back on track. Two days later David asked where I got all the tar that was on the truck. Oops...one whole side and the back end had tar splattered all over it. He wasn't really nearly as upset as he usually would have been. Hmm, maybe something to do with his dumping the entire contents of my computer last week...never to be found again? He was devastated when he did that and unbelievably, I took it in stride. Must me my new Doha lifestyle. Lol. Anyway, I assessed the tar damage yesterday and realized that tar does not "wash off". Some parts of the side panel looked as though the tar was painted on. I got out my rubber gloves and magic tar remover and went to work. Much to my relief, it came off rather easily when I saturated the area with the tar remover, aka 100% vegetable oil. So sweetie, that's taken care of. I'll get the oil changed tomorrow, bukra inshallah*.





*tommorow, God willing