Honey crackles and my inability to edit

It's been three weeks since I last wrote and for two reasons, One I got a bad flu and secondly we have had two wee boys come to live with us. They are three and six and so my life has just become a thousand times busier. It is just until their parents sort their lives out although I do not know when that will be....

I have also been thinking about exactly what direction I want my blog to go in or if it is time to start a new one. My life is in such a different place from the nearly five years ago when I started this blog or even one year ago actually.

So I don't really have time to write a proper post today because I have glittery play dough to make and a big basket of ironing, hours of study to catch up on and literally a hundred cookies to bake because we also have two teens here on a daily basis, so the 6 kids combined eat faster than I can make it!. Most people in this country have a maid but I refuse. I love making my house a beautiful and clean place to live in and I would never give that up!

and a beloved NZ recipe that I am blessing you with that literally takes just a few minutes to make, fantastic in an emergency. If I ever had to serve store made cookies or cake to anyone I would just die of shame so this is for those times you have nothing in the house and need to whip up something fast.

Honey Crackles

4 cups of Rice Bubbles (Rice krispies or whatever else you may call them!)
2 Tbsp Honey
1/2 cup of sugar
130 grams of butter

Melt butter, sugar and honey together until gently boiling then fold into the rice bubbles and spoon into muffin cases until set.

Easy hey?

Anyway here are some photos from the last week (I am too lazy to edit them in any way so forgive me for my non instagrammedness)

My new public diary

Right now I am trying to juggle studying, homeschooling, volunteering, being the perfect wife and homemaker and my really crappy health. No better time to start blogging again right?

One by one all the ladies I knew who used to blog have stopped so I doubt anyone really reads this anymore.

It can be like a public diary.

This year has been really, really tough.

Like really tough.

From the beginning of the year my health started to fail in a big way. Alhamdulillah I have medical aid or I do not even want to think what would have happened. The public health system in South Africa is not exactly somewhere that anyone wants to end up. Heck the private hospitals that I ended up in is not exactly where anyone wants to end up.

Day by day I get a bit better and a bit stronger. I have come a long way since then but I will most likely live with a few of the chronic conditions forever. I am grateful for my husband and a couple of the friends I have made that have got me through.

Can you believe my little boy is four tomorrow! How the years have flown by. He is the absolute sunshine in my life. I thank Allah for him with every breath I have. He loves baking, colouring, reading, trucks, the Gruffalo and annoying his older sister.

His older sister is rather a copy of me. People often stop us in public to tell us how similar we look. She is also remarkably like me in personality. Sarcastic, funny and always the activist. She is big into skateboarding, reading and art.

We moved to a 'Muslim' community at the start of the year. To say I do not fit in is an understatement. A massive understatement. I just found the Sufi community further out and although I have to drive a heck of a lot to get to anything it is worth it.

Nearly five years since I first met my husband and we are still together. Our marriage like any other is far from perfect but we have been through so many storms together and here we still are. Make dua'a that Allah grants us a long and beautiful marriage.

This wasn't much of a come back post hey. My energy fades fast in the afternoon and I still have a ton of housework plus dinner to cook plus a lot of studying and then a halaqah tonight to drag the kids and husband to.

My life is thrilling right ;)

Promise I will write something more substantial soon. Maybe about how I managed to lose 50 kilos, or Xenophobia in South Africa or why my kids do not have a TV. I'll figure it out.