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Last year on the 15th of March 2011, I got married & went to Maki Marina Waves to have dinner there with my husband I’m a big fan of Maki & Marina Waves was the best choice because it’s cozy & you get to have alot of privacy unlike malls. So when i received an invitation from Maki to try their new dishes a couple of days ago, I was so excited because it was the perfect timing & I chose ofcourse Marina Waves branch. It’s a very romantic place to have dinner there with your husband or wife!
We arrived there around 6:30pm, the place was empty because it was a bit early for dinner (later it started to get crowded). The staff greeted us with a lovely smile as usual & guess what? The table they reserved for us was the same table we dined on last year, what a lovely coincidence Even my husband thought I planned this, but I told him i didn’t
Thank You Mr. Emile Haykal for the invitation & reserving our special table even though you didn;t know about it
Time fliesssss by very faaaaaaaaast
I still can’t absorb how one year of marriage has gone by & we’re walking through the 2nd one. It’s been one hell of a year! Getting to know the person you’re living with, getting used to his temper, personality, what makes him happy & what makes him upset, how to control his anger & frustration. It takes such effort to get to know someone by heart. I’m not gonna tell you it was all lovey dovey all the time & lie to you! We had our ups & downs because we’re two different people living under one roof, & trying to explore each other. but it was a good happy year full of love, respect, happiness, action, arguments, & laughter. and more to come nshallah
I’ve changed alot, I’m not the lazy crazy girl anymore … Okay, i’m still lazy & crazy in a lady like. But i started cooking great dishes that hubs would literally call me from work or let me know about it in advance that he’s craving that particular dish! Which makes me really happy! i used to hate the kitchen! i used to fight with Mom (allah yer7amha) because I didn;t want to learn cooking. I started washing the dishes, cleaning the place, ironing & other stuff i haven;t done in my whole life.
Yes, marriage has changed me … in a good way & i’m proud of it.
Time flies really REALLY so fast! I still can’t believe I got married & that we’re completing 1 year of marriage next month! On this day, last year 14-2-2011! A strange man came knocking on my door to introduce himself … later on we got married! Marriage was the last thing on my mind at that time because I thought good men didn’t exist but I guess I was wrong!
Things happen when you’re not expecting them … when you’re not nagging or whining about them … when you make peace with yourself; you’ll be content & things will happen your own way! Trust me
Happy Valentine’s All … & Happy 1st engagement anniversary to us
I waited a long time to write about this subject, thought I can win at the end but it seems that I’m losing or have already lost. The thing is, ever since I got married I wanted to change this thing with Kuwaiti men & let my husband be one of those unique ones but i failed. I wanted him to wear his wedding ring all the time, whenever we go out, it has to be on his finger. He only wore it when we first got married (melcha time), then we traveled to our honeymoon & he surprised me when he wore it to the airport & kept wearing it everytime we went out in Malaysia, when I myself didn’t take my wedding ring with me coz if it got lost i’d lose my mind.
BUT when we got back home, he started neglecting it, keeping the ring on the dresser or by his bed-side table. I keep reminding him & he starts saying “it’s huge, big, it’s annoying me”. Many times I asked him to take it & make it smaller but I think I was speaking to myself. One of our conversations regarding this subject went like this;
Swera: Why you’re not wearing your wedding ring?
M: I told you, it’s big.
Swera: take it to soug almubarkeya & make it smaller.
Swera: This is our love bondage, this is how you show the world that we are married, that you’re mine & I’m yours . . . blah blah blah.
M: Swerty we don’t have to show the world anything, you know that I love you & our bondage is between us & in our hearts . . . blah blah blah.
& that’s how he silences me. After he says that sentence, I really dunno what to say but to be a lil bit upset (amed el booz) & then he promises to take it & and make it smaller. 6 months now & he still didn’t take it. Do I keep fighting for this cause or do I surrender? For ,e, the wedding ring is a must. Many men from other nationalities are wearing it all the time from different ages & religions. Leash (why) our men in Kuwait don’t?! There are a minority who wear it but trust me you can count those men with your fingers. Probably, those men are not in love with their wives, don’t care about them but still they’re wearing the ring.
Kuwaiti men, what is it with you & the wedding ring?!
Following my fellow blogger’s lead (Danderma) regarding her post about why men don’t open the door for their women,,,specially Kuwaiti MEN *ahem*, I went and asked my husband regarding this matter, here’s the conversation (in Kuwaiti):
Swera: “M” bas2alik so2al *blush*.
M: amray tedalelay se2lay elli tabeen.
Swera: *excited* lesh wala marra ba6altly bab esayara?! ma3ana enta etba6eli bab elbeit, elma7alat wel ma6a3em, shme3na esayara la2? y3ni.
M: le hadaraja elmawthoo3 mohem 3ndech?
Swera: la y3ni mo tharoori wayed bs ge9 3alay marra beshahar o efta7li bab esayara.
M: nshallah wala yhemmech ya 3mry afta7lech bab esayara.
Swera *huge smile*
M: Swera bas2elech so2al tetwaqaf 3aleh 7ayatna ezawjeya . . .
Swera *heart pounding so fast* es2al.
M: tabeeni afta7lech elbab jedam ennas wela 3adi bedon nas. y3ni hal tabeen traween ennas shofo zoji yefta7li elbab?
Swera: la 7ayaty lo tefta7ly elbab 3nd elgarag ma3ndi mashakel
Yesterday when we went out, while we were heading to the car in the garage i deliberately walked faster to be infront of him, seconds i saw sm1 running infront of me heading to the car and openning the door, it was kinda funny but the thing is he left the door open!
Swera: kamel jameelik o sakker elbaaaaaanb
M: walleeeeeen, mara7 n5ale9.
That was in the garage! so when we went to the cafe, finished our meal and headed back to the car, he actually waited for me to be infront of him so he can open the door for hehe I believe i will never see that happen again! but it was nice to have my husband opening the door for me
As some of you that I work til 4:30 pm and it’s somehow very exhausting to get back home & cook something decent for hubby. Sometimes he cooks which leads to a tragedy. I’ve always wondered what can I cook in less than an hour and it doesn’t cause alot of mess and that washing the dishes will be a piece of cake. Failed to find a recipe, til I read Ansam\’s post & it was the IT recipe I was looking for.
As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve never ever cooked anything! I didn’t know hot to boil the macaroni & i had to call aunt to teach me while making sarcastic remarks about me being a lousy housewife not knowing how to boil MACARONI *sniff*. Anyways, i called hubby to get me cheddar cheese and told him not to eat anything because I’ll be trying something new.
Got back home & found him sleeping, which was a good thing because he’d always interrupt me in the kitchen with his famous line “yalla hurry up sweetie, i’m hungry” (P.S. he’s always hungry mashallah 3aleh). I had the space for myself & I followed Ansam’s directions. It was so easy & fun to make. The macaroni & cheese tasted so gooooood that hubby ate half of the pyrex
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It’s been almost 2 months since I got married but 1 month exactly since I moved to my new life, my new apartment, my new home. I thought it will be fun & exciting to have your own house, your own cozy corner, your own kitchen (I hate it) and take care of everything! It was fun at first, let’s say the 1st 10 days, not more than that! After that, things started to change, or let’s just say, marriage life started to be marriage life! That doesn’t mean all the fun is gone, not at all! But it became somehow like … hhhmmm can’t say it in words! but I’ll say it through situations i lived
Now, the 1st thing that shocked me was husband not approving on the way I dress I told him “you saw me, you saw the way i dressed, all these clothes you don’t like, i went out with you wearing them when we just got married (malcheen)” & his answer was “I didn’t want to annoy you at that time” I’m like O_o & he made me change my clothes twice! His solution was “Why don’t u wear Abaya?” haaaaaaaaaaaa? This is new, hala wallah! I almost fainted when he suggested that! but i said no coz this was not on the list of things he asked for! & i made it clear i don’t wear abaya & WON’T! maybe I’ll end up wearing it someday but not now :/ I won’t mind changing my clothes but i WILL NOT WEAR ABAYA, not now! maybe when I’m 40 I guess
Cooking is one of the things i HATE the most & hubby wants me to start learning! I didn’t say no, i was very happy to cook for him as long as he washed the dishes (he’s the one who wants to eat :P) I wasn’t born to be in the kitchen, the place irritates me! but I managed to enjoy my time in it while cooking, the only thing that makes me nervous is that i have to clean after myself, no one clean after me! now you say get a maid, i say BIG NO! Maid is not needed now, I’m capable of doing everything, why get a maid? I can manage things by myself (mashallah 3alay, habbat reee7).
Oneday husband tried cooking for me because I was at work n he was home. I felt so happy for his gesture i came back home, changed my clothes & ate the lunch he made! It was very delicious, i ate everything in the plate! but when i went to the kitchen, i almost had a heart attack from what I saw :S i was speechless! I asked him “what have you done?”, he said “god be with you, allah y3eenech” & he left to run some errands! I wanted to kill him with my own hands! The oil was everywhere, on the cooker, on the floor, on the wall *cries* not to mention all the dishes i had to clean! I swear I spent 2 hrs cleaning that day & when he came back home i told him “DO NOT COOK AGAIN”!
When he showers, he throws the towel on the bed …. aaaaahhhhhh I want to scream! When he shaves his hair is on the floor & everywhere, when he smokes the cigarette is inside the trash but it makes a bad smell! I iron his cloth whenever he wants to go out (not all the time) i hang his clothes when he comes back, i make him tea to relax etc etc etc!
Watching News channels all the time . .. WHY god WHYYYYYYY? I hate news, it makes me sick & it’s the only thing he watches! Last time i had it & asked him to change the channel! I don’t need blood & killing at the end of the night! I need to relax after finishing all the house chores!
I though I’m lazy, I am actually lazy! I haven’t done these things in my life! Like almost never! I thought I’d fail but i surprised myself & others too! My sister is one of them! When she came to visit me last week she complimented me by saying: “hhhmmm your apartment is clean, nice” like what the hell sister what did you expect, roaches roaming around with dust everywhere mathalan?! I would never live in such environment therefore i was forced to be a good housewife & do whatever is needed to be done I’m proud of myself
This is exactly how I look when cleaning or cooking
I’m afraid I might change my blog’s name to that :/ it seems that all I do these days is cleaning, cleaning, cleaning & mini cooking! I was expecting this but not doing it all the time :S I hardly have time for myself . . . I miss my lousy free time when I used to watch tv shows, read cheesy novels, eat whenever I want & have sm1 clean after me, go out & experience new things!
Not that Im complaining, marriage life is really awesome, you also experience new things in life but somehow you drift away from the things you used to do and love the most! I can’t even follow up with my fav tv shows & that sux big time! I see my brand new books infront of my eyes & I don’t have the time to touch them! Like now, i really want to read but I’m too tired to even reach for the book! I’m losing alot of weight that even my wedding ring is falling!
I miss my crazy rants . . .
First of All . . . I would like to start this post by thanking Allah for everything he gave me n blessed me with! Even though he took my mom from me in an early age! But he’s been giving n giving ever since then! Thank You Allah
Now let’s go back in time . . . Remember my post about my Happy Mood and feeling really good about 2011 being MY YEAR! after that my post Spinster On The Loose followed, talking about making peace of me not being/getting married n that my grandma is really sad or depressed! LOL she never saw this coming (ME TOO)! Then I went to Singapore very happy n content with my self and remember this Chinese Blessings that I found on my bed, giving me a small coin to wish me good fortune (marriage)? well well well . . . they kinda knew it was coming right?!
Let’s start talking about how everything started . . . I came back from Singapore on the 8th of Feb relaxed n happy about everything in my life! Aunt calls me on Sunday 13th of Feb telling me there’s a man coming to meet tomorrow . . . My reply “what the hell aunt? at least ask me 1st before giving them a date”! I told her I won;t be meeting him, she tried to convince me but smth was wrong with me that day n I just didn’t wanna meet him! til next morning, she tried her best and then I said “Fine, But I’m gonna be rude and I’m gonna be asking him awful question”! My aunt said “do whatever you want, just meet the man” haha
Feb 14th (Valentine Day) came and I was in a very rude mood, I wore black (yes I wore black for our 1st meeting) and pale make up! I swear I looked like a ghost He came in, I heard his voice n the butterflies started in my tummy :/ then when I saw him I just couldn’t even pronounce one single world right! The way he talked to me, what he said & what he assured my aunt will happen made me just happy n relaxed! I liked him from our 1st meeting! Loved the way he talked (mo ragla wella sa5eef)! He knew what he was saying (mo methel elmo3awaqeen elli kanaw eyoon gabel)! and he said in that meeting that he liked me (qobol mabda2i) and would like to move to the next step! I’m like “haaaaa, this never happened to me ever in the 1st meeting” (y3ni at least wait til next day, thats what happened)!
Things moved on & we started talking on the phone ever since then! Remember my post Struggling With My Inner Self & not being able to decide what to do? I’ve been always against arranged marriages, didn’t like them at all! Silly me, look how I got married & on the 15th of March 2011 . . . I got married
He’s just perfect (el7mdella) everything I wanted in a man, I found it in him (a7mdek washkerek ya rb) he’s not religious but prays & fast (meltezem), he’s cool & open minded, he knew about my trip to AbuDhabi, me meeting Jared Leto & going to 30 Seconds To Mars gig! He said “you deserve happiness, I’m glad you had fun” <– I considered my trip to AD as my bachelorette party & he likes me just the way i AM . . .he didn’t ask me to go on diet or anything! neyaahahahaha
The most hectic part in this whole thing was finding a suitable apartment! All the rents are very high (like crazy high) and the apartments r just awful! Specially the toilets :S I remember when my plane landed coming back from AD, he called me immediately and told me about an apartment in Mishref . . . I took my aunts with me straight from the airport to Mishref (next to my granma’s house) and checked it out! it was the perfect one! & we took it (el7mdellah)! Now we’re furnishing it which is lots of fun but very tiring
So, I just wanted to share my story with you guys & thank everybody who called me or sent me a beautiful sms congratulating me (you know who you are) and so many people get upset & angry for me not telling them about what was happening & they thought I was scared of them envying me or smth & they didn’t even send sms or anything! My only reply is: This is marriage, not a job or a trip to talk about it to everybody, when it happens, I’ll tell! I’m too happy to get upset by such attitude & thank you very much for everything”
Now the preparations for the wedding are in progress
When I got back to the hotel yesterday, I found a red card laying on my bed! It was a chinese new year tradition where the married relatives & friends give the UNMARRIED money to wish them good luck in life! Now is this a coincidence or what exactly? Note it was on my bed, not Nour’s, not father’s but MINE!
Anyways, I kept it for memories & oh well, good luck too