HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DARLING HUSBAND

I was a bit sad his name couldn't have come out nice in the photo, but the bakers pink icing ran out. He is not four years old, if some of you wondering why there are only 4candles. He is 25 years old and I ran out of candles. (OK I forgot the candles)

If any of you are wondering why he is dressed soooooo warmly, even with the heating it was freeeeezing cold inside.
AWWWW he still looks adorable, all rigid and untidy!

Well the cat had to drag out someday!
Thats me! Its the first photo I was complimented at for actually giving a heartfelt smile. Its not that I'm a sour prune, I don't really find myself photogenic. It's weird because I am really not shy for the camera, its just nobody must show me the results.
NOTE: Thats really my height! I am really short. 1.45 to be almost exact.

Here are my parents tackling the desserts, and yes my dad is diabetic. But he is allowed a taste.
My husbands idea of a good party is having seafood for dinner and lots and lots of desserts.
Well my darling got just that. We made prawn curry, savoury rice and roti for dinner and all the best
desserts he had tasted so far.
His birthday cake was chocolate ganache (hope I spelt that right) , and the others were a falooda (china grass mould with fresh cream) and

This is the chocolate mousse with requested, lots and lots of fresh cream. (HE LOVES FRESH CREAM)

This is my favourite! (Hey I needed a treat too) , its fresh cream eclairs. The only chocolate is the drizzle on the top. inside is pure cream. When you bite into it the pastry practically melts away with the gorgeous sweet cream.

Well my small cousin Shameez needed the sweetness after her exam paper.
(I think that saucer is a bit too small)

We have had so much of birthday cake that my cheeks already feel the results.
Its a sin to eat so much sweets. Well at least now we can wait for next month. Its Shameez's birthday
and God help us all!

Happy Birthday to my dear Aunt Rafia

Beautiful cake for a beautiful women.

This is my aunt , Rafia. She is my mums smaller sister. They are 5 sisters and 1 brother. My mum is the eldest and she comes fourth. Isn't she adorable.

The adorable look alike to my aunt is her smallest daughter Shameez. She is 14 years of age but she acts older than my own grandmother. My aunt was very sad her older daughter, Shahina 18 years couldn't be here, she is in China studying Medicine with my two other cousins.

Here this little brat couldn't help but mock her poor sister.

Here are some of the lovely ladies in my family. Starting from right, My Granny, Shameez, Rafia, tall lady at the back is my mums sister in law my darling Aunt Zohra( her two sons are with Shahina in China) - that sounded so funny!Then we have the most important lady in orange hiding, My mum Rooksy (she was wearing a tracksuit, thats why the hiding). In front of her is my cousin Farnaaz , daughter of the last lady on the left Aunt Fozie, second sister of my mums. That was a mouthful!

As you can see I am in no photos, I had a bad hair day!

Weekend with my babies!

Finally getting them both to smile!

It was a great weekend spending time with my little angels. My niece Maleeha is 8yrs old and as you can see, sweets have not been kind to her. My poor princess lost her one front tooth, but she still looks adorable.

The small dynamite you can see is my nephew Faizaan. He just turned 3 on the 3rd of May and he is our little joy.

We had a great time playing games and for the first time my brother in law took Faizaan to the movies with them. He really wanted to watch Kung Fu Panda 2.

As you can see, big sister really adores her baby brother.

They are really each others pride and joy. Its great to see how they look after one another. Please dont get me wrong, they do have their fights on a regular basis. But they love each other even more after they are done screaming.

I cant wait till the 24th when they come for their 3 week holiday. Small one broke our hearts when he cried non stop on our departure yesterday.

Children really bring alot of joy in our lives, hopefully someday I will have my own. Amen.

First Signs of Snow!

First signs of snow at our beloved Drakensberg.

Photo really does not do justice to its beauty. We awoke this morning in complete darkness. Had a small argument whether the alarm was faulty for waking us up too early. Hubby got into the bath first, only to have finished all the water. Got even more swearing from me because my hair began to grow tiny ice drops after I came out from the bath.

Very grumpy as we came out of the house. But it all changed when our sight caught on this shiny white beauty.

Nature always has that affect on us. Especially when we need it the most. Right now the temperature is 5 outside and slowly dropping, but we cant help but still keep an annoying grin on our iced faces.

A day out to make me happy!

Darling hubby looking really sleepy after nights taking care of his troublesome wife!

With everything going on last week and the bitter pain of remembering the negative details, I had completely forgotton the fairytale ending of at least one fight!

Making up for all the terrible things said came easy for both of us, surprisingly. It only took the simple words "I AM SORRY" and the past remained where it belonged.

We decided to let work give us a one day break on saturday and he took me out to Pietermaritzburg Liberty Mall. Its one hour away from home and blessing drive.

The mall was packed, normally that would have gotton me chlostrophobic, but he held my hand the entire day. We went for a movie, Hang Over 2, disgustingly hilarious. He took me to the most heavenly store and it felt like the cherry on the top, CNA. It was delightful to be surrounded by books. I chose all the puzzle books that was out for the month and ofcos he chose his car magazines. For the first time I was content.

The day was perfect. He was perfect.

LESSON 9 - Anger makes you a bitter person!

No matter how hard you try,oneday or another you will say the most nastiest things and that will be remembered for a long time!

One of the many rules I try to obey is never to let my anger get the best of me. It will come to no shock to some but I recently broke that rule! First time in my entire life I hated myself. I felt ashamed, depressed , bitter towards my family and friends and outright pain in the ass!

My husband and I have gone through many obstacles in our relationship but I eventually believed we had passed and moved on. Then to my shock and dissapointment he allowed those problems to reenter our lives - intentionally!!! It broke me completely. What probably made my breakdown worse was maybe the continuous intake of medication I had already been taking to overcome my bronchitis and alcer. Because of his stupid mistakes I had begun to snap at everybody at work and home. The pressure was too much to endure.

I eventually was left to stay in my house alone for three days with nothing but my friendly pills. My husband loves me and I adore him, thats the blady problem! He is the best husband , son in law and hopefully a great father someday, but even he has his weakness.

Now that the drugs in my body has worn off a bit, I began to analyse my situation. As my mum would say seperate your pros and cons and see which is more. The truth is I cannot even try to compare because already I know the pros have won by a long shot.

As they say, FOR BETTER OR WORSE! I enjoyed the better so much that when the worse came I acted like a spoilt brat.

BASIC TRUTH - Nomatter what happened to me at that moment, the evil that came out of my lips would always be remembered. Words said can never be taken back.