so the day after my MIL arrives.. my SIL's friend calls up to say salam and stuff and asks me whether im having a birthday party for Heba.. she then says I should have a barri si party and invite her.. and that she better be invited..



secondly, what do u do in situations where ur SIL is invited somewhere, ur invited somewhere else.. and ur SIL wants to take the MIL with her?

its such a tricky situation.. i feel for my MIL.. seriously I do...
...

have been sooo hectic. Im booking myself in for a remedial massage this sunday.. seriously. My back is in tatters from exhaustion..

On tuesday i spent the entire day cooking and cleaning. The hubz was sick with hayfever and all sorts of other thigns so couldnt help out much. Hebz was not so well either, so my plans to have everything cooked and cleaned and then go wish mum a happy birthday didnt quite work out. Koi baat nahin.. my mama was understanding.

My MIL came...

being married... i know, that i put in a lot of effort to keep the relationship going. To not let it deterioate.. if we have a bump, i will talk to the hubby (aka, do is head in) until i have the problem resolved. sometimes, i find myself yelling like a churail and screaming like a mai (only when we're alone) to make myself look silly and hopefully gain the sympathy of my loving husband...

my husband, has always pointed out that in the past 4 years of marriage and 5 years of knowing...

drive me insane

im a very planned person... not that i dont like doing fun stuff on the spare of the moment. I am ALWAYS, 200% up for that... up for going out on the last minute.. what im not too happy about is.. when i have planned for something to happen,... been looking forward to it.. and then someone.... aka hubby, turns around and is like "ohhh i have a headache... my eyes are itchy can we go home..."

like hellooooooooooooooooo

im usually...

oh man she makes me laugh..

i have to give Heba a talk before we go to shops these days.. I have to ask her to not talk so loudly and to basically not chit chat with strangers... but it just doesnt work!

on tuesday we went to do some shopping and she saw a little Bob the builder ride.. but i told her i didnt have any coins so when i get some coins or cash she can go on it..

khair, that was fine... so im at a counter in a big department store and im paying...

conflict resolved... shukar hai

I hate being in a bad mood with the hubz.. like seriously. I hate the tension and the 2 word answers.. usually its him and his two word answers, but me... that just doesnt fit right

khair, its ever so great now, Mashallah se

me happy.. and i hope everyone else is too, Inshallah

In such a horrible mood these days. Since Friday

Cant bring myself to like the hubby. He keeps getting me mad. He said some real mean stuff on Sunday and I cant get past it. I know I need to because his mums coming in a few days, and I need to be in a good mood by then. I just need to let it out though, lekin we don’t have the time to talk or anything. Maybe tonight after work.. the 20min we have I might talk to him.. Just need to get this outta my head

In other news…...

wowweeee the hubz just bought his wifey a new fridge... im too shocked...

a week ago he was complaining how i dont have the patience and we'll order it once we move into the new place... and now he goes and gets me one... bless the man..

it's only cus the place had offered a trade in on old fridges and freezers.. so he's giving my old munna to them.. may they look after him the way i did... my chottu sa fridge..

im too excited. He's just gotten me a nice...

chicken parmagiana with some nice napoli sauce, cheese and aaah hot chips

or maybe even some mangolian chicken... spicy kind..

yumm

this diet is taking its toll.... i shall do it for another week and a bit.... have lost 3.5kg... splendid... want to lose maybe another 1... lets see if I can do it, shouldnt be too hard

but i am soooo craving something hot and yummy

overdosed on prunes and pumpkin soup... im addicted to both things......

so the hubz was in an upset mood with me..

i should post this in Life1.. honestly.

why was he upset? cus I had a roza and I work too much he reckons i work too hard.. do too much, dont relax and hence was in the craps with me..

what a dramaqueen

I told him, i have a roza, i aint disabled... yes i get tired annnnyways, but thats my own fault..

aaah... bless him

Saawan Beeto Jaye Pe Harwa
Saawan Beeto Jaye Pe Harwa
Mann Mera Ghabraye
Mann Mera Ghabraye

Aeso Gaye Pardes Piya Tum
Aeso Gaye Pardes Piya Tum
Cheyn Humein nahin Aye
Cheyn Humain nahin Aye

Mora Saiyaan moh sey bolay Na
Mora Saiyaan moh Sey bolay Na
Mein Laakh Jatan Kar Haari
Laakh Jatan Kar Haar Rahi

Tu Jo Nahin to Aisay Piya hum
Tu Jo Nahin To Aisay Piya hum
Jaisay Soona Aanganaa...

"u look good.. have u lost weight... "

love it.. love it when people say that...

my weight loss is going well... in about a week and half ive lost 2kg.. and i am thrilled... another 3 weeks till my MIL comes.. and im hopnig to have lost the last 2 as well...

fasted monday and tuesday... trying to make up the roze i missed. First time ever im actually doing this and it feels great... although it tires me immensely.. prob because its daylight saving now and Heba just requires sooooo much attention..

during the day, i have bouts where she just gets...

being the eldest in the fam, i always felt like quite the outcast. Having to make my kid sister take showers and remind her to brush her teeth and wash her face before going to school.. she still hates me for it... and i still tease her about it till this day..

Now, being a mother... i again feel the same. Like, why are we mothers only here to administer discipline, cleaniness, bath times.. toilet times... eating times.. sleeping times. It seems, we are just the horrible monsters...

so ive got conjunctivitis.... and some wierd rash, pimply thing on my body, just above the tummy. Its paaaaiiiinful.

At times like this, i really admire and look upto my 2foot child, who has battled conjunctivitis twice and not ever complained, only when giving her medication... im not complaining either, its just i look horrific. I look as if ive been crying for days.. my eyes are bloodshot.... and if i didnt have this damn meeting today, i seriously would not have come to work.....