My baby cousin aka. squishball had his first birthday party the day before yesterday! His mummy dressed him up all dapper in a shirt, tie and cardigan which he proceeded to drool on for the rest of the day.
Don’t think he was ready for this shot…
To celebrate, his family and mine went to Pizza Hut and afterwards we went bowling while the little ones went to Gambados (playground heaven). I really wish there was an adult sized version of this. I too want to go on slides and crawl through tunnels. It’s very unfamiliar for me to be told that I exceed the height restriction (for those who don’t know, I’m short).
Hanna with Qasim
Lighting the candle
Cutting the cake!
I got absolutely destroyed at bowling. The side rails were up and I still flopped hard. My dad on the other hand got super competitive about it and was the eventual winner.
My dad taking bowling farrrr too seriously!
This is me…failing.
Although it was squishy’s birthday and he got showered in attention, it was the rest of us who had the most fun 😛 It was well needed fun though, especially for me, seeing as I’ve been cooped up in my room looking like Gollum. It meant that I put cream on my face, got out of my pyjamas, brushed my hair and made myself look publicly acceptable. Understandably that whole process took a while…
Zahrah and me!
Bowling superheroes? I think not…
Over and Out!
On my days off, I’m usually in charge of making lunch (or in my case breakfast) but today my Dad kindly volunteered to make it instead. I got the call/yell from downstairs that food was ready (Aluuuu nechay ao!) and I saw this:
I like vegetables… you know as an accompaniment to real food. I was sure that my dad would bring something else out like some grilled fish, roast chicken perhaps (wishful thinking), heck even some potatoes. Nothing came.
I stared at my dad all blank faced and said ‘but where is the food?’ to which he said ‘this is the food’.
Disappointment level: Jack Sparrow
But why is the rum gone?!
I ate my bland rabbit food but I’ll be making my own lunch in future, thank you very much.
Over and Out!
I take a bus, an overground train and an underground train to get to university, which is pretty much every mode of transport. So if one goes wrong, I am actually screwed.
You might be thinking, eh… there were no buses included in your university travel post. This is true. The thing is, it is kinda difficult to get away with acting like a tourist in your own hometown. Additionally, my phone is super annoying and can’t take pictures silently. I don’t want people on the bus thinking I’m taking pictures of the backs of their heads. I could get punched.
On with the story…Yesterday I was waiting at the bus stop in the pouring rain without an umbrella. It was early afternoon so it was quiet- there were only another 5 people there. The E6 bus pulled up and the driver opened the doors directly in front of where I was sitting. Everyone got on except me, because, well it’s not my bus.
However the driver left the doors open and motioned that I should get in. I shouted from my seat that this wasn’t my bus and he clutched his heart and fell back theatrically as if I’d just shot him. This was the last thing I was expecting. It totally caught me off guard and I started laughing. He told me to get on again and I said I really couldn’t. He then blew me a kiss and drove off. That part was a little weird but overall a highly amusing interaction.
People do such funny things!