Spring is still here, but you would have thought Summer took over the Middle East and made it’s permanent “command center“ outside my apartment. Its dry here. Dry that I don’t think a person can understand until they live here. I mean, you could lay a side of beef outside in the morning and by evening it will be jerky. Even the Kuwait newspaper calls its country “the oven.” Its only May- could it get any worse? Yes.

Well, I’m sure there will be many more times I will whine about the heat here, but I’m not complaining so much about the heat today but how DRY everything is because of it. The Persian Gulf is literally right ourside my balcony, so I was hoping I would find SOME relief from the dryness (can you believe it- a girl who is WELCOMING humidity??), but theres none. 

I truly think I am in the early process of evolving into a rasin. Really. I can see it. I am eventually just going to shrivel up and be this one big round shrively talking rasin (what a visual).

I think when you get off the plane in Kuwait someone should greet you with a survival basket- not with a map or money or anything like that. Instead it should be filled with the best ever body lotion, face moisturizer, chapstick, conditioner, and sunscreen. I think I should write a letter.

I sit inside almost all day and I am already seeing the affects. I don’t even want to know what it will be like this summer, and especially when I get a job and am more exposed to the atmosphere. I have dry skin as it is, so I am going crazy here. I have to apply half a bottle of lotion on myself just to get rid of that itchy tight feeling (yuck). Maybe I need a new lotion- any recommendations?

Then, of course I know the whole “drink plenty of water“ tip.  I drink 8 a day, but obviously that is not going to be enough- even if I am just sitting inside. Its like a rule where my family works that employees drink a bottle of water every hour they are at work. They have hundreds of cases brought in each week. Hmmm, strapping a toliet to my back doesn’t sound very fun but maybe I will have to resort to this.

Then my hair. Not only will I be a shrively rasin, but I will be one with bad hair. I have limits, and thats pushing it. Like my skin, my hair is also dry- everything about me seems to be dry- my skin, my hair, my sense of humor…

I wash it every other day since its so dry, and it is still dry. I think I am going to have to sleep in my conditioner (KPax- it is the best for dry hair!) and rinse it out in the morning. I am running out of ideas to shield myself from this “oven.“

So that is what is new (but hopefully not permanent) here. I better go for now because I have some things to do: drink a keg of water, slather on the moisturizer, and check on the beef jerky I laid out on the balcony. Ha Ha