I was nervous. I hadn't even exercised in the past three weeks. I was sick for two of them and busy and/or recovering for one. But I had signed up (and paid!) for it weeks in advance, so I really had no choice. I was going to run jog this 5K whether I was ready… Continue reading I did it! My second 5K and I’m still alive!
I don't know if it's because I live in Indiana now or because Mr. Rafia is a fan of sports, the other night though I whispered to him (whispered because I'm sick and can't talk without coughing every 30 seconds), "I kinda enjoy basketball." I hesitated to even say it, but it was true. I… Continue reading What living in the Hoosier state has done to me
The thing about getting married on Christmas is: a) As a Muslim from North America, I finally have something to celebrate. No, my family never had a tree - and I am glad my parents held firmly to their faith. Although I ain't gonna lie, I was jealous of all those kiddies who got gifts… Continue reading A Year in Review, Rafia-Style.
Hello, hello, hello, my readers! There has been a change in my life that has to do with this blog, well, at least the title of this blog. And since I hate living two lives, I feel I must update whomever is reading to quell my conscience. While my love for cake I hope shall… Continue reading A little less cake, but a lot more cows (that are alive)!
I noticed that every time I write a positive or happy post, it is almost always followed by a melancholic one. I don't plan on this, but it ends up happening that way. But before I get into the sad stuff... For those of you who read my last post, my performance went well... I… Continue reading On the highs and lows of life and the evolution of this blog (i.e. Rafia likes to ramble)