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)
Since my track record seems to be 2 blog posts per month, this will most likely be my last blog post of the year. I wanted to make sure that I got a good "2016: Year in Review" post in before 2017 barges her way in and makes any attempt to do so a futile… Continue reading 2016, i.e. my first year of being married to a man I found on the internet