Mother Dear and I were cleaning ALL DAY today- which isn't really anything to shout out from the roof tops to be honest- we do it most days. But for some reason today felt like it would never end.
We cleaned and tidied and worked non-stop- I didn't even get out of my jammies today! Awful.
Around tea-time though, we took Jeju (Khodeja) out into the back veranda to soak up some sunshine. Madamme had taken a short walk around the grounds in the morning and was delighted to take in some more early summer air. We of course felt truly graced by her presence and ran around, trying to make sure she was comfortable in every single way :P
Jeju sang, shouted and giggled as she lay with her feet up on her bean bag and I do believe we managed to bother our neighbours as usual with our noise level set to: NUR
It was during this time we got a phone call from our amazing Sabina Khala. I don't know if she called to ask about the wedding but of course that's all we talk about these days and so we regaled her with tales about what hasn't been done yet.
"The List" of things to do is as follow: CARDS, CAKE, CATERER and MAWLAWI- (Mawlawi- The Mosque Official who has to be booked to perform the actual wedding ceremony) and since we love alliteration, we've lovingly altered Mawlawi to Cawlawi. Hence the title of this post… We're mad, I know. Get used to it. )
Later we all took a nap and then, I managed to unpack all my Dundee stuff. Things are starting to look a bit more back to normal in my room (which had been taken over by Dad's Cacti collection and Mum's various cushions and photo-frames)
I have been thinking all day about "The List" (cards, cake, caterer, cawlwai) And have been trying to find the best way to approach the Man/Company that we are ordering the wedding cards from. He took a deposit and hasn't done anything yet. I intend to give him an ear-full if he doesn't pull up his socks soon. And once "cards" is off the list, of course we'll move onto the next one.
Wish us luck.
As Mum would say, "Himat Say Kaap lo, mera Beta"… Which Ayesha beautifully translated as, "Be strong in your work, my child" *cue uncontrollable laughter*
Sat 19th April 2014
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