My husband to my friend D. as I approach them at Trader Vics last night: Istani bas ya D. lama ashoof mirati labsa eh.
Then to me: Ya nhar abooki iswid eh da?
Me : My new dress.
Him: Wait a min. That's the dress you made me pay for?
Me : Yep.
Him: You bought this with my money? What the **** is holding that thing up?
D. : Women have curves K. Curves hold clothes up.
Him: Ya3ni inti 3agbik illy hiya bti3milu?
D.(to me): It is a bit much ya LouLou.
Taking pity on him, I pull my scarf on. I was starting to get cold from the AC anyway. Besides I knew I'd have to cover it in the end. It would have ruined his evening. Was just in the mood to torture him a little.
Him (a little later): What was that about?
Me : What?
Him: That stunt with the dress when you came in.
Me : Payback for the last time you made me leave a party at the stroke of midnight. Am not Cinderella.
Him: Well if you want a late night out that was like the worst move ever.
Me : Why?
Him: When a woman wears a dress like that the implication is that she wants a late night in.
Me : Not me. When I want something I don't imply. I demand.
Him(smiling for the first time that evening): Ya wad ya gamed.
Damn. That smile is one of my greatest weaknesses. I started to feel butterflies, breathless, weak knees, the works. And self-conscious. Less sure of myself. Being a woman feeling less sure of myself automatically translates into feeling fat. I was suddenly cringing inside, wondering if I should have risked that dress, if I was really thin enough to carry it off etc.....
Me: Well the dress is covered up adequately now I think. You can relax. Sharafak bi-aman.
Him: Sharaf eh ba2a? Dana ana min yom ma itigawiztik winti Allah yinawar. Mara ti2artaseeni wi tinzili finsas il-layali wana nayem. Wi mara ti3mili striptease odam madeenit Abu Zaby wa dawa7eeha.
Me : What's ti2artaseeni?
Him: Ma ti3rafeesh ya3ni eh ti2artaseeni?
Me : La.
Him: A7san.
Me : Ya3ni asa'al ghairak?Inta awla wala elghareeb?
Him: La ana awla tab3an ini afahimik ya3ni eh ti2artaseeni.
And he actually refused to tell me. We both started talking to other people and I forgot all about it. I just remembered I still don't know what that word means!
Labels: Marriage
posted by LouLou @ 11:13 PM
7 Comments:
It is originated from the word "ortas" you know the cone shape-like thing, like a horn.
So do the math ;)
ya ..
to 2artass someone is to make an 2ortas out of him ...
but i really don't know how is that supposed to be offensive .
2aratees are really quite cute .. let alone handy !
I don't know why they use 2ortas as an offensive thing, but ti2artaseeni means to make me looking like a complete useless fool.
lol, you really need an Arabic slang course, First Lesson:
2artas, ye2artas, 2artasa
Te2artasee wa7ed, ya3ni te3mileeh 2ortas “cone, i.e. 2ortas leb wala termes”, which means that you do whatever you want (usually contradicts with the other person’s opinions) regardless what the other person think or even tell you…
In other words: ka inno kees gawafa ma3aky we inty bete3mili illi inty 3ayzah (hopefuly you got his prespective)
We ya 3ini 3alek ya K :) rabina yekon fee 3onak :)
P.S. I told you when you went out late that night without notifying him, you some how crossed the line, yet you have your reasons and he understood them.
Bottom line, you should not have put that scarf on. I was at Trader's Vic as well... didn't notice anyone wearing a 2artassa" dress though :(
DNA,
You have a phd in a'ratees?
Hehe. Glad to see everyone is informative about the subject. Just trying to help huh. *Bethadu el nefoos ya3nee"
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