Just a bunch of family portraits, since that’s pretty much what I do — “Picture me,” as M. says.
Last days of my parents’ visit, hubby rented a small yacht (!) to take us around the shore in Kuwait City.
We’ve had a lovely (and relatively small this year) Eid lunch at my mother in law’s house few days back. It was busy as usual, with kids running around and playing, and people chatting and celebrating the end of the Islamic month of fasting, Ramadan. I’ve managed to take few pictures which I deem worthwhile, while plenty others were just a blur of motion and darkness (sadly!); but all in all, not a bad day at all ;)
We all brought sweets of various sizes and tastes, strong tea and coffee was served, majboos with meat and chicken were for lunch, with lovely roasted cashew nuts on rice as a tasty addition.
Ok, maybe not a castle. It is somewhere between villa and a castle in my puny European eyes; it is, however, considered a rather small family house here among the Kuwaitis. Angle of view, origin of upbringing? Maybe. Nonetheless, it’s a house, it’s big enough for all of us, it is our home (well, maybe. ‘Bu Abbas is still deciding whether to move in or not once it’s done.) It’s got all the space and convenience we could muster up ourselves – and order the architect around to conform to it. True, there are some changes. Some are fine, some might be an improvement even; some made me a bit sad (like cutting off the terrace on side and a nice feature of arches in there due to an unspoken municipality law nobody bothered to mention – until it was about to be built.)
But; it stands, alhamdulilah. From sand and heat, I present you with the black skeleton of our house.
(Excuse the quality of the pictures. Those are taken mainly as a documentary for my husband and I’ve just decided to slap them here, compositions and even horizon aside.)
I am quite happy how this is panning out, although not fully according to our wishes and desires (some changes were made on the building after all, but oh well… and it’s still a remote location deep in the desert at the moment, with really no life besides some camel herders at all. There’s a holiday resort closeby, maybe that will bring some life in it. I hope.)
I certainly wouldn’t mind living there!
The day when the lice came. My waist long hair gone to shoulder, the rest of the household… well, on pics.
Not happy at all.
I am pleased to announce that Maryam, our latest addition to our little (well, not so little anymore) family, made her grand entrance to the world at 11*30pm, on the 24th of February, 2014; measuring sweet little and girly 3.1kg and 47cm.
Let the sleep deprivation extravaganza begin. (Typing while rocking very gas congested baby.)