Eid Mubarak

As you can see, the little one still hard at work making Eid decorations. I am going to start pretty soon on the cakes. Well, not that soon cause I’m still on the ingredients list. But knowing me and from past experience I’ll only get into full steam when the day is announced. That’s me the eternal procrastinator…

I have decided on an English theme (minus a plate of Algerian cakes courtesy of in laws) for the open house Eid breakfast straight after the mosque. Inshallah, there will be home made carrot cake, lemon muffins, bought chocolate cake and yogurt marmalade cake. Wish me luck!!!!

I’m not looking forward to all the baking and the state of the kitchen (I’m trying so hard not to conjure up a mental image ) but in all honesty I can’t wait to receive the guests and get into the party spirit. Also we are all going out for lunch afterwards so I’ll get my treat too!

What are you all doing , inshallah? Let us know and don’t forget the pics.


The end is near…

and the little one will not be stopped. My husband and I are trying very hard to make her understand how special Ramadan is and how it shouldn’t be rushed. After all she might not get another chance…But it’s in vain. I agree with my husband (did I just write that?!?!) she is too young and she wants the month to be over and get on with the most special day in the year as far as she is concerned, EID!!

She has so many lists going on from ‘what we are eating’ to ‘where we are going’ without forgetting ‘what I would like…’. Bless her (with a broomstick!). Mashallah.

I have a dream…

I dream of a life without cooking… Yes, no food shopping, no food preparation, no cooking, no cleaning afterwards, nothing to do with food.

It is actually my mother’s dream but I’ve heard her talk about it so many times that it has become our dream. This is how it goes…you get up in the morning and after a wash and reading the papers or a book or whatever takes your fancy, you make your way to the pill’s cabinet. You then choose what flavour pill you want and pop it in your mouth and voila, breakfast taken care of.

The pills come in all different flavours: fish, chicken, beef, pancake, carrot cake, spaguetti… you name it they’ve got it. The same routine for lunch , tea, dinner. The meals are nutritionally well balanced and fat/calories free! It is a dream remember?

Can you imagine all those extra hours in the day to do other more interesting things? And what about the extra room? My kitchen would be turned into an office in a flash. No I haven’t gone mad. Not more than the usual madness . Let me explain. Actually I won’t, I’ll let the pictures do the talking.



You see where I am coming from? What is the whole point of it? Hours of hard labour and for what? 15 minutes max of relative pleasure (for some at least) and no much else. As much as I love eating there are a 101 better things I can think of doing with my time. For example,

And to make my point… What is the worse that can happen in terms of mess?

Ten minutes max of tidying up and lots and lots of hours of real pleasure and learning. Need I say any more?

Never mind…

You see what I mean. Now I feel gutted. The word sister has come out different but when I clicked on it the sister’s blog did not open up. Never mind, next time inshallah. Think positive Ines. I will give it another go at the end of the post.

Another reason why I do not appreciate been tagged is…. It forces me to do  (or it should make me) something that it is permanently at the back of my mind but because I am the embodiment of procrastination I choose not to. I swear, everyday I plan to blog and let my friends out there know what’s up with me but …this is the bit where I allow my imagination go wild and write lots and lots of excuses…

Well let me tell you something , my dear readers and friends, procrastination is not at fault this time. I have been to busy and that is that.  Yes, busy teaching or attempting to teach the year 3 class full of characters. Busy reading as much Qu’ran as I could before falling asleep every night after a long day at work and at home with the family and what have you.

Busy working on ‘getting closer’ to Allah, my creator. And how you may ask? First of all by cutting down on the hours spent in front of the computer and replacing some of those with plenty of  Imaan increasing Dhikr. Also by trying my very best to memorise new surahs. I am on my second one since the beginning of Ramadan, mashallah. And making lots of du’a and extra prayers. May Allah accept them all, ameen.

So far it has been the best Ramadan ever. Simply because I have made the effort to benefit from it. In the past I have somehow taking it for granted , astaghfirullah. I mean , I fasted and all the usual stuff but was I moved closer to Allah in any way? Hard to admit but maybe not. I was not seeking spiritual uplifting so I did not get it. Remember… the intention is vital in everything that we do.

I am also blessed with working in a muslim environment where I am constantly reminded through daily morning naseeha and weekly halaquas of different aspects of my deen (religion) and this Ramadhan has not been an exception. Even better, the school closes the last ten days of Ramadan to allow staff to do I’tikhaf  in order to get closer to Allah.  

And now to more mundane things. Uni started again yesterday. It is going to be a taughlast year by the looks of things ;the reading list is endless, the evidence of teaching and learning is measured in lever arch files and at least 6 are expected plus four, 4000 words long assigments to hand in.. I can’t go onn it is just too depressing. Allow me to share something funny with you though. Guess what is one of the main modules this semester…ICT!!!!

What else has been happening in my dull, average life? I am not complaining, just stating the truth, mashallah. I was invited to an Iftar by a lovely sister who, mashallah, always cooks my favourite chinesse dishes (she is also married to an Algerian and appreciates the shorba ‘syndrome’). The following weekend it was the same sisters turn to come to our house with her family and share iftar with us and another sister and her family. Once again we shared a lovely oriental meal ( fishy noodles soup, spicy prawns and  thai mussels with rice) while our Algerian dhs and the Algerian sister stuck to the mandatory shorba, chicken with olives and all the rest.

Tonight we (the girls and myself) are invited to a sister’s house for Iftar. The sister is a dear friend of mine and I really appreciate the effort she is making to feed us tonight, inshallah. May Allah reward her and all the muslims out there who are feeding the fasting brothers and sisters, ameen.

By the way I have just checked the i’tikhaf link and it’s not working either…any suggestions dear readers. Thanks.

Wow, this has turned out to be one of the longest posts ever…Well done, Ines. Not much luck on the IT front but who cares. All I care for is the lovely comments that I am going to get pretty soon ( I meant pretty soon) from all of you out there. You , yes you, if you are reading this you better comment. Pleeeeease.

Oh and before I go….thank you ummhabibati for bullying me into blogging. What a relief to get it over and done with. Thanks sis. Ramadan kareem to you and your family and to the rest of my muslim readers.

Not again…

I have once more been tagged by a fellow blogger and to be honest I DON’T LIKE IT. The minute I discover that I have been bullied tagged I go into hyperventilatingpanic mode. And you know why? Because the whole tagging business makes me feel inadequate, lazy, stupid and another lots of different feelings that are too obscure or/and personal to discuss here.

So, yeah, going back to the tagging. Who exactly tagged me this time? Hold on a second let me go and check…oh yes, a very lovely sister whose blog I read almost daily (inadequacy number 1: can’t do the name link thing whatever is called arrrgh). Ammena if you are reading this… ‘echame un cable por favor’ (that’s your first Spanish lesson in exchange of technical support, lol). You see what I mean? Ammena could have been another link too cause I read her blog too.  OMG, I think I have done it…OMG, OMG how do I check it out though… I think I have to publish this post so far cause when I press on the blue word nothing happens. Let’s see. Bismillah