Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Day 15 of 100 Days of Happiness - Pies

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I love a good pie.  I am from the north of England so I think it is in my genes that I must like pies.

Last weekend I had some leeks and mushrooms which were starting to look a bit miserable and withered in the fridge so I decided to whip up a tasty chicken pie.  I would love to be able to post a detailed list of ingredients and an easy to follow method but my technique for pie making is a little bit slap dash.  There was a little bit of leek, mushrooms, chicken, stock, milk, crème fraîche, mustard and white wine vinegar and possibly some random herbs.  The rest was just a whole lot of luck.

I did cheat and use shop bought pastry.  Gasp! Mary Berry would be rolling her eyes like there was no tomorrow.  It still tasted pretty good though and I have a needy toddler who clings to my ankles as soon as I venture near the kitchen so I think I have a good excuse for cutting a teeny tiny corner.

So without further ado I give you my pie.  Nothing fancy, not particularly great to look at but oh so tasty.


Tuesday, 7 October 2014

Day 14 - a little beauty purchase

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Whilst I was back in the UK recently I attended the wedding of a close friend of my hubby.  He is actually the one who set us up.  My old boss nonetheless.

Whilst I have no photographic evidence of my outfit, the happy couple, the venue or any part of the day whatsoever, I did manage to take a picture of the lipstick that I wore, or intended to wear.  Max factor's Lipfinity in the shade Frivolous.



I love the colour, it is a gorgeous, rich autumnal colour.  I however failed to read the instructions before applying it and just rather haphazardly wacked it on.  The end result was a little patchy and I bottled out of wearing it in the end and plumped for my usual, boring nude pink instead.

However since this initial faux pas, I have applied it properly according to the instructions on the box and it looks great.  It lasts for ages.  In fact it is an absolute bugger to remove.  The colour doesn't transfer to your teeth either which is another big bonus.

I tend not to buy many non essential makeup items these days so I thought this was definitely worthy of a little write up.


Day 13 of 100 Days of Happiness - Date night

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So before we ventured over to the Emerald Isle and fair old Blighty, hubby and I had a little down time sans bambino.

Our usual haunt of the local golf club was the venue and some very tasty ribs were consumed.

Here is a little glimpse of what I wore for the evening.  A casual look which I paired with my new Loubies.  The top is from Warehouse purchased many a moon ago and the jeans are a new Topshop buy which are something my pre mummy self would never have purchased.  However the super high waist on them hides a multitude of sins (i.e. saggy skin) which is a definite must for me.

I am not great at taking selfies.  I never will be.  I also have a smashed iphone which doesn't help things.  I am hoping the birthday fairy might be kind and deliver a new one.  I also do not own a full length mirror.  I really should reconsider doing these 'what I wore...' posts!!





Saturday, 4 October 2014

Day 12 of 100 Days of Happiness - a photoshoot

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So it would appear that the 100 days of happiness challenge might not be in chronological order...

A bout of illness and a trip home saw a hiatus in this newly acquired blogging mojo of mine.

However I am back but offer no promises of daily posts as I seem to struggle to keep up with them.  Some evenings I am just too damn lazy to engage my brain and write a post.

Day 12 saw me dusting off my very neglected camera and taking some long overdue shots of Baby ET.  He is not quite a baby anymore!!

These were taken after his first week of nursery.  Since embarking into the big scary world of education I have seen lots of changes in ET.  Some good and some not so good.  Nobody told me 1 year olds had temper tantrums.  I have been duped into believing this was what the terrible twos were about?!

The good habits he has picked up are very lovely.  He is obsessed with sharing everything with both my hubby and I.  He also now loves children of his own size, he is not quite so sure about the bigger kids yet, all in good time I suppose!

So far nursery is going well.  Baby ET seems to be enjoying himself and I am relishing being able to enjoy 3 whole mornings to myself.  I admit I sometimes feel guilty, like I am offloading ET and relinquishing my motherly responsibilities.  However deep down I know that this is the best thing for all of us and it will help us to flourish as a family.

So now I hand you over to my little handsome superstar...



Wednesday, 10 September 2014

Day 11 of 100 Days of Happiness - Loubies

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Today Mr T announced he was going to the mall to meet a friend for coffee with ET.  I thought hurrah, finally an empty house all to myself for the first time in forever.

Just as I thought my day couldn't get any better, something else happened.

Later in the afternoon I noticed a little brown bag out of the corner of my eye.  Mr T of his own accord had gone out and chosen an early birthday present for me.  A lovely shiny, classic pair of black Louboutin shoes.

Now I was in two minds whether or not to post this as I did not want to come across as being a little boastful,  however I thought this lovely gesture was worth documenting.

I have lusted after this particular pair of shoes for a long time.  I always seem to struggle finding black shoes.  None of them seem to quite fit the bill.

Whilst I don't doubt these beauties will be hell to wear after a few hours, slipping them on my feet makes me feel so elegant and poised, even if I was wearing them with my cereal stained pyjamas.

I think they are an absolute classic and they will stay with me for years to come.

Well done Mr T, you have made your wife a very happy lady indeed.


Disclaimer - please ignore my disgusting chipped nail varnish - I spent the morning cleaning and my nails took a battering.


Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Day 10 of 100 Days of Happiness - happy/sad television

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I am flying solo tonight.  Mr T is still at work.  Delayed as usual.  So I am making the most of having the television to myself and catching up on Long Lost Family.

I watched this with Mr T a while back.  After the first story, he declared that he could not bear to watch anymore as it was just too darn sad.  I disagreed with him.  Yes, even the most cold hearted of people end up in tears watching this show but they are not tears of sadness they are happy tears.  These nice people are being reunited with family they never thought they would see again.  Happy happy happy!!

I love happy tears, they make me feel invigorated and on such a high after shedding them.

What makes you shed a happy tear?


Day 9 of 100 Days of Happiness - a Takeaway

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Both Mr T and I have been on somewhat of a health kick of late.  We have both been trying to eat a little bit cleaner in order to loose the few pounds we gained during our last trip to Blighty.  However somedays you just need some tasty, tasty food.  It is good for the soul.  Honest...

Our takeaway of choice is Gazebo.  An amazing curry house with outlets all over Dubai.  I promise you this post is not sponsored - I just bloody love this place!

I was first introduced to Gazebo by an old work colleague from Goa who insisted I shared his lunch.  He assured me it was the best Biryani in Dubai and by golly gosh he was right.

Since then Mr T and I have been regulars here, however since moving location, we can no longer get this delicious food delivered.  Yesterday we could not resist the delights of Gazebo anymore and made the hour round trip to pick up our takeaway.

It was so worth it!  I completely forgot to snap any photos until I was at the very end of devouring this treat.  Even ET got in on the action.  It turns out he is quite a fan of a bit of curry, must be something to do with the sheer quantity I consumed when he was growing in my belly.

So if anyone reading this is in Dubai, check out this gorgeous place.  I highly recommend the butter chicken and lamb biryani. They are to die for.