Thanks to the fabulous Camlie O'Briant for designing this.
This was before I had to go to daily speech therapy to practice properly saying my 'Rs'
'Then there was the time I (unknowingly) became a lesbian...'
From the upcoming comic memoir 'The Wrong End of the Table: an Immigrant Love Story.'
The Most Romantic Gesture Ever
"He 'made' me this personalized bike name plate since none actually exists."
From my forthcoming book "The Wrong End of the Table: An Immigrant Love Story"
The problem with dating in an online age...
I love this little girl. I hope she never outgrows her joie de vivre. I hope she maintains her moxie. I hope she keeps wearing yellow.
When you're the child of Arab parents
No matter how old you get, every conversation with your siblings begins with "Don't tell Mom or Dad but..."
No More Coffee-Shop Aliases for Me
This is the first time I've given my real name at Starbucks Usually I use the easier to pronounce "Casey," but following the company's very pro-refugee, pro-immigrant stance, it just seems rude to use an alias.
Day 2, Using Real Name at Cafe.
She said, "Ayser, your order's ready."
And I felt seen like never before.
Day 3, REAL NAME GIVEN AT STARBUCKS
...Barista might have been too focused on this azure blue cup.
Both these women are badass. They both live and speak their truth and serve as example for how to live an authentic life. <3 them!
If I were the kind of person who had a bumper sticker on my car it would say, "I'd rather be in the poppies." ... or maybe ' My other car is a broom." -- but that's a whole OTHER story...
IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE
Okay... so here's the story with this one -- it LOOKS like I'm rolling my eyes, completely not interested. NOT SO: truth is I get emotional at weddings so this was me distracting myself so I would not cry. Because it would be an ugly cry and ruin my friend's wedding photo.
"Take the picture Mom! The sun is in our eyes!"
To Mom, who constantly made us pose for photos because one day we would be grateful for the memories. Thank you, Mom! This one's a keeper.
It's the first day of school here- not sure what grade, but as would be a trend for several years after, we were the new kids in school - but hey, we have coordinating outfits and Trapper Keepers!
Dear Diary/ My 13-Year-Old Self
Pulled out my 13-yo diary to share w/my niece. I had a lot of boy drama back then. "I hope he moves away so I forget about him forever"
If I had a time machine...
Look at this little hipster kid- cute right?
Only she didn't think so. She hated how her hair was asymmetrical and her bangs flat. She wanted blonde ringlets.
Recently, the producer of a prominent national podcast approached me about whether I had any life regrets I could share. First thing to come to mind is "I regret not having a happier childhood" - not because anything horrible happened. I'm lucky in that regard. But I felt so terribly out of place as an #iraqi#immigrant growing up in #kentucky I SO wanted to fit in which to me meant looking and sounding like everyone else.
Thankfully these days the world is much more diverse and kids are braver and more worldly.
I'd like to go back and hug this awkward kid and give her a thumbs up. And if there are any little kids who feel like this right now, I'll give you a hug too, no time machine needed.
The girl in this photo is totally up to no good.
"I was an only child til this blob arrived. Pretty sure I'm plotting his demise here. And by demise I mean I probably pinched him... Just enough to show him who's boss... also I threw part of his beloved blankie out of a moving car window on a winter's road trip through Oklahoma. ... what? Too mean?!
Like you haven't done anything like that... #pissoff Anyway, our rift didn't last and soon we became best buds... especially after our new baby sister came along..."
Excerpt from my upcoming book "The Wrong End of the Table."
For anyone who's had a baby sibling they were jealous of, or who has kids like this... the struggle is real ya'll.
Even octopus COOKIES are shifty.
... look at that jerk trying to crawl off the plate. Stay centered, Octopus!
"Why so serious?" "You're too pretty to look so sad!" "You've got thick beautiful hair. Count your blessings "
This morning I discovered new stripes in my closet.
HINT: not on the right. #theresacatinthere#catsinclosets
ACTION SHOT -- GRATITUDE
This has been the weirdest week in my professional life but on this day I managed to relish the small delights - this cupcake, my octopus ring, a peekaboo bear & the badass women in my life. You know who you are and I love you all ♥️🐙🙌🏻🍰
My So Called Rom-Com Life
STEP ONE: TO WRITE A ROM-COM, YOU NEED A GOOD PLAYLIST TO GET INTO THE MOOD. Yeah it’s eclectic but I swear it really works.
DAY 7- ROM-COM MOMENTS. They stood together on the pier watching the waves crash in. “Look!” She bent down to pick up an old rusted key by their feet. “The key to our love,” he said as he took it from her. He thought for a moment then reeled back and tossed the key out. Right into the ocean. “Now we’ll always know where it is.” She smiled, touched by how romantic this gesture was. Then she frowned slightly. What if someone lost that key? Or what if it knocked out some poor delicate sea fauna when it was chucked into the sea. She sighed.