Remexendo no bau... More memories...

Estavamos eu e a Yolhi, tentando encontrar passagens de ultima hora pra eu viajar pra qualquer lugar. O feriado era enorme e como aqui todo mundo tem dinheiro, ja nao havia passagens pra lugar nenhum.

A noite, eu tinha combinadod e sair com uns amigos, e a Yolhi ficava me infernizando que ela precisava ir ao cabelereiro, por que ia a um jantar de negocios do marido, e tentando me convencer a ir ao cabelereiro tambem.

E eu queria passagens. E ela queria que EU fosse ao cabelereiro. Quando eu disse que ia leva-la pro cabelereiro de deixa-la la se arrumando, ela se recusou. Disse que sem mim, nem morta. Mas continuava insistindo que eu fosse ao cabelereiro.

Eu, que como todo mundo ja sabe sou a fina flor da educacao, disse que se ela nao parasse de me encher o saco, nem banho eu ia tomar pra sair com aquela turma. E ainda emendei, muito delicadinha, que se eu conhecia o grupo, eu ainda ia ser a mais bem vestida, mesmo que eu nao me arrumasse e nem passasse perto do cabelereiro...

Yolhi desistiu de mim. desistiu de ir ao cabelereiro ela mesma, e nos conseguimos comprar passagens para a Siria.

Cheguei em casa, tomei um banho correndo, botei qualquer roupa e fui me encontrar com esse pessoal.

Quase morri de vergonha-remorso-vontade de rir, quando cheguei la e a "saidinha" era na verdade uma festa surpresa para comemorar o meu aniversario.

A cara da Yolhi ( que teve que fazer escova em casa mesmo) foi impagavel!!! 

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 Yolhi and I were trying to find last minute tickets  for me to travel. The public holiday was long and because this is a rich country, all tickets were gone. We would go to the companies and say: can you sell me tickets to somewhere? Anywhere, really.

That same  night, I had an invitation for dinner with other friends, and Yolhi was pestering me, because she needed to go to the hairdresser, she a business dinner to attend with her husband.
God, she was annoying. She tried all day to convince me I also had to go to the hairdresser and get myself sorted.
All I wanted were tickets. But she wanted me to go to the hairdresser. When I said I would drop her off at the hairdresser's, she refused. She did not want to go by herself, she really, really wanted me to go.
When I edcided it was enough pestering, I treatened to go out without even showering, if she did not stop bugging me. My friend is a true friend, she would not want me to be embarassed, so she "sort of stopped".
Yolhi gave up on me. gave up on going to the hairdresser herself, and we managed to buy tickets for Syria. I was thrilled!
I got home, took a quick shower , put on the first clothes I found and went to meet our friends.
Imagine my face when I realized the "outing" was actually a surprise party to celebrate my birthday.
Yolhi face was priceless! Her eyes were screaming: I told you so, I told you so!