Long time no post. The trial that I’ve been working on for 2 years and that has been consuming my life for the last few months has finally begun. I’ll probably be going down to Chicago next week to assist.
Today I turn 30 and I’m having a third of a life crisis (inshAllah I can hope that Allah [swt] grants me 60 more years). We celebrated my Grandma’s 90th birthday this last weekend. I was a late birthday present for her – 1 day after her 60th, I came into this world.
More than a hundred people came by to wish her well. I can only pray that in 60 years, I am still happy and healthy, and that I have so many people that love me. And, I hope that I am still worshiping Allah [swt] and striving to follow the path He gave our beloved Messenger [saws].
My third of a life crisis is many fold. I’ve been a muslim for more than a decade – nearly my entire adult life. And yet, I’m stunted in my spiritual growth. I need to stop and rework my plans deen wise.
I need to get back on track with healthy eating. I started some new medication that I think is causing me to gain weight. And I’m not eating nearly as well as I have in the past. That happens when you work 80 hours a week.
I need to exercise. I haven’t been to the gym in 2 months. I want to start running again, and run a marathon before I turn 40.
Once I lose weight, inshaAllah, I want to start to dress “nicer.” These days, I look like a dumpy, chubby shlub who wears hijab. Not the best dawah.
I want to become a socializer at my cat shelter, to help timid and feral cats become kitties that anyone would love to take home.
I want to spend more time with my cat. Squeaky is desperately lonely without me. And I miss her terribly. This picture is from last Friday, when we finally had some time together outside. Even when I get home at midnight, she still runs to the front door, thinking we’ll be going outside. I hate to disappoint her.
I want to learn how to thread my sewing machine. And sew sew sew so I can make costumes.
I want to develop patience to make more complex cross stitch. I stitched my brother a Firefly piece for his birthday, and he really liked it. Picture forthcoming inshaAllah.
I want to become a better cook. I love to cook, and again, haven’t had any time to do that in recent months.
I want to spend time outdoors. I used to camp and backpack. I want to do that again. Nature is a huge sign of Allah [swt], and I want to be there to see it all. See that picture? It makes me say subhanAllah!
Yes, there is a lot that I want in my life. Oh Allah [swt], give me the life, the energy, the strength and the time to accomplish what is best in my life. Ameen.
Once again, I’ve gone radio silent. Trial starts next Friday, so needless to say, I’ll be working all day, every day until at least then.
I did get to get home before maghrib yesterday, which allowed Her Royal Fuzziness and I to spend some quality time outside (her favorite activity). It just so happened that the neighbor’s indoor/outdoor kitty was hanging around our apartment building. Squeaky has not shown much interest (ok no interest) in other kitties, but I thought, why not try to introduce them? Yeah, no she’d rather munch on grass than meet a fellow feline. Poor poor neighbor kitty was very disappointed that Squeaky wasn’t interested in getting acquainted. S/he would meow pitifully, and follow a safe distance behind as HRF did her usually walking/eating tour of the yard. When I picked Squeaky up and forced her to look at the other cat, she’d try to wriggle out of my arms to go back to grass eating.
So Squeaky’s heirarchy of needs:
- Water with an ice cub
- A window with a view and a fuzzy bed
- Her mommy
- Her laser pointer
- Her crinkle balls
And waaaaaay down the list at #100, is feline companionship. Bah! Perhaps if she were in a less grass filled environment, she’d be more interested in a play mate/feline cuddle buddy
Except I have no new clothes for eid. I had intended to go to Target over my lunch hour on Monday and get a spiffy sun dress to wear. Except I worked through it. So then I thought I’d go after work. Except I worked through it. Yes, dear readers, it is 4:30 a.m. and I am still working. I had small breaks for salat and for iftar, but other than that, I’m aiming for 24 hours straight.
Alhamdulilah though, I impressed our client, which is key to keeping and gaining business. Alhamdulilah.
I hope your Eids are happy and blessed.
Didn’t seem my kitty until 10:30 pm last night, and then had to go right to bed. Only got 5 minutes of lap time with her this morning before I had to run out to work.
It’s not Monday or Friday, but I’ll post anyways. Cuz Her Royal Fuzziness is awesome and deserves all the screen time she can get.
Computer battery for pillow? Why not!
Lately, I fail at blogging. Sorry ya’ll.
I also fail at sewing. I was all ready to do a test run pillow cover, but I can’t even figure out how to thread my freakin machine! Fail fail fail.
At least I don’t fail at being a cat mom. I love my cat and my cat loves me.
I call this “Self Portrait with cat”
one of these days, I’ll post something of more substance. Until then, enjoy this picture of Her Royal Fuzziness
A day late and a dollar short, sorry. Still at work. I miss my kitty :/
Iftar at Casa Squeaky. If we eat, she has to eat, even if she just ate 15 minutes ago:
Also note my spiffy new water bottle in the bottom left of the picture. It’s part of my Ramadan water bottle reduction plan. I’ll bet american masjids go through millions upon millions of plastic water bottles during this month. Is every masjid covered in abandoned half drunk water bottles after taraweeh, or is it just us here in Minnesota? If we’re lucky, they’re recycled at the end of an evening. If not, they just add to the piles of trash and mounds of uneaten food (which is a ‘hole nothing pet peeve o mine). I’m encouraging people in my community to bring reusable water bottles with them to iftar, and save the bottle tree from extinction.