Though visiting U.A.E last year in December 2010 with Mr.muzzylim as a married woman was quite unreal, I did love each and every moment of our visit. Here’s a little trip down the memory lane and paying tribute to a country now celebrating 40 years on 2nd December 2011. Here’s to U.A.E.
Photographs courtesy Mr.Muzzylim, Nabil Fahim and me.
I have been listening to Kolaveri on the loop for a week now, humming it, dancing to it and changing lyrics to make my own version, there is nothing wrong with that but I decided to give it a break and replace it with my former song addiction.
Moral of the post- I am still an addict relapsing to a previous song addiction. #FAIL.
……and we did.
The soft lighting and the decor just adds to the dreaminess of this place….
I wanted to jump in the pile just like Uncle Scrooges signature dive into his money!
By the time we were leaving we figured we would like nothing more but to own a bookshop just like this once we retire. Spending day in and day out in our small dream shop.
Introducing The Ravenna!
Though I swore not to get caught up in the UGG’s trap I have to admit I have been successfully seduced by the ravenna. They were unlike so many other boots that I had tried on, the tall riding boots I felt were too flat and didn’t look pretty, the other dressier boots were difficult to put on and take off, Mr. Muzzylim had to help peel the boots off, some had a weird zipper on the side, some pinched the ankle. Finally when Mr.Muzzylim grabbed me these to try on I was hesitant at first but loved them the minute I put my feet in to them…not only were they comfortable and easy to walk in but also fit my dream boots slot. Although they are way out of my price range collecting for these lookers doesn’t seem too bad an idea. 🙂
Update: Mr.Muzzylim surprised me by gifting me the dreamy pair in stout and my are they gorgeous!!! I pranced around the house wearing them and even contemplated sleeping in them…but Mr.Muzzylim convinced me otherwise. Will update you guys on how the UGG’s hold up in the coming months 🙂
You’ve never raised your voice.
But you’ve definitely raised mine.
– Mrs. Muzzylim
My parents are visiting us. Which is always a blast. Lots of spicy food is cooked and consumed.
One of the things that invariably happens once you get married is that you begin to see your parents through your spouses eyes. Usually noticing the quirks you’ve stopped noticing completely. My father has a lot of those quirks.
One of those is his inability to eat a whole banana. Regardless of how small it is he will only eat half. I never really thought about this – chalking it up to eccentricity. Last night we were chatting when we brought up this habit of his.
It was then that he said that the reason he never finished a banana was that when they got married, 31 years ago, he noticed that my mother didn’t eat a lot of fruit. So he made it a point to take a banana after dinner every night and eat half and give her the other half.
The convenience of the banana’s perfect packaging and ability to share it with my mother is something I’ve seen him do hundreds of times. It never occurred to me that it was something he started as a small gesture of love for my mother. 🙂
me with zip-lining right before the month of Ramadan was about to begin. And what a fine day that was. The sun was shining down on us as we left bright and early. Everything was going smoothly while we spoke, laughed and I pestered mr.muzzylim to tell me where he was taking me. And then all of a sudden the roads got windy, the clouds got dark, it started pouring and conversations were reduced to IthinkIamgoingtopuke, howmuchlonger, willyoustillovemeifipukeinthecar?…
There is a happy ending to this post. I promise.
We reached the place and thankfully no puke was let out, only whining and deep breathes. Anyways lets jump the gory details and move to the exciting bit..Zip Lining was one helluva experience. Add it to your life list folks. It’s that good!! Oh and try ziplining together. Strapped together zipping through the trees is a must for every marriage. We felt like a muslim version of Tarzan and Jane!
Here are some pics from that day.
mr.muzzylim wouldn’t let go of the cable. I keed I keed.
I don’t want to start working out.
If I ever stop I’ll grow fat.
– Mrs. Muzzylim
….in an article about Steve Jobs and how can I not share the article about ex Apple CEO & my man.