Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home. Show all posts

Friday, 8 February 2013

Weekending...


So it's Friday already.. the day of the week I've been waiting for with relish... it's the day for letting go and just being...
No rainy, cold, drizzly walk to school... no breakfast too early for appetite... a chance to wake slowly and enjoy the warmth of the covers for a while longer before facing the chill..

The beds are all still down in our communal sleeping space, the big boys have taken themselves off to the tutors, and I'm thinking about what I might do with this day of ours.

I hate planning... I fly by the seat of my pants these days, taking life as it comes at me. And on the odd day when neccesity makes me scrawl a to-do list I can only work in brief stages.. planning the next hour or two ahead... no more.

It's a challenge for at least one of my children, who is an organizer, a naturally neat and ordered person who needs to know what's happening ahead of time... all the time.
I try to accommodate everyone in my house, but there are just some things about yourself you can't change... and this for me is one of them.

So my day is starting slowly... it's raining outside, it's cold enough for me to think about lighting the fire inside once all the mattresses are up and out of the way... the 3 yr old is awake and happy to have found that we've brought the kittens (newly born four days ago to a slightly slapdash mama cat!) into the sitting room during the night... it was far too cold upstairs and one of her brood has already lost the struggle for life.

Someone else has gone to put the kettle on the stove for tea, and the first wash of the day has just started tumbling about in the machine... it's a low impact kind of day... no need to rush about making sure lunch is on time... there are enough lentils from yesterday to suffice... perhaps I'll throw some bread dough in a bowl and let it sit on the fire to prove in this all purpose winter room of ours... sometimes I kinda wish we had a wood burner set in the middle or could at least bring the primus stove in here ...

And then I remember it's Friday.. and I need to put pans of water on the stove for Friday showers... and that  I need to plug in the emergency power because the rain did seep into the electrics again and we need light in the bathroom...

The 3 yr old has settled himself down next to the kittens under the fully loaded clothes horse, some of the others are watching the last bits of a film... HOOK I think...

It's a nice start to a weekend which might deteriorate at some point into siblings screaming at one another... the 3 yr old doing what he does best and creating all kinds of havoc, and me screaming at the 14 yr old in my life to clear his room up... it currently looks like a hurricane it it.

The day of course, will be punctuated several times over by prayer, and hopefully some Qur'an.. the nearly 9 yr old has started blessing us with her very own unique Qur'an recital skills.. and as a mother I'm happy to hear the happiness in her voice as she belts out verse after verse... the others of course are different.. siblings don't have the same tolerance levels as peaced out mums....

Breakfast is nearly here... the eldest has made crepes while I've been sitting here... the 12 yr old is about to brave the rain to buy butter... the 3 yr old has been crawling around on the floor pretending to be a cat... and  most of our mattresses are still dotted about the floor... it's time to start.

Time to do something slow, yet constructive... to think about grabbing my knitting bag at some point today too and getting on with that cardigan...

Here is some of our week in pictures....














Sunday, 11 March 2012

:: ELEVEN ::

Since I became a mother I've always made a point of cooking meals from scratch.
Partly because it's more cost effective, but also because it's important for me to know what my children are eating.


I chose to cook from scratch in the UK. In Algeria there is no choice... we do have supermarkets that sell some convenience foods but generally speaking they're overpriced and not too hot on the quality front...



And what's more children really appreciate good old fashioned home cooking.... 
 I'm not the greatest cook, my food is edible... sometimes it's even more-ish ....
The thing that's most satisfying though is the expectation my children have of coming home and knowing something warm and comforting is waiting for them.
Their day is punctuated by family meal times... the walk to school on a cold and dismal wintry day is preceded by something freshly baked and a cup of milky tea....


The school day is interrupted briefly by lunch-time..which they all come home for.
Cooking lunch at 10:30 in the morning isn't always fun... and I'm usually working on auto-pilot till at least midday, but I know they appreciate coming home and finding one of their favourite meals plated up and ready to go.

It's not always easy, knowing that the day will be full of cooking and feeding.. but Alhamdulillah that we're in a position to feed our children healthy and nourishing food...
There are so many children around the globe who for one reason or another won't be nurtured or nourished enough.

Cooking for your family doesn't have to be about putting fancy dishes in front of them... we're not looking for perfection. Home cooking should be an expression of love... finding joy in the mundane, raising it from a simple household task, to an act or worship... feeding others for the sake of Allah and creating your own family traditions.. this is what our children will love us for now, and remember us for in years to come inshallah. It's as much about us putting the time and effort in as anything else... and well I guess it's the job I signed up for!

Happy cooking people
xxx



Wednesday, 7 March 2012

:: SEVEN ::

This will be my second time writing this post... my fingers got a bit slap happy while I was typing and I accidentally deleted everything... and now, as I sit here listening to the rain lashing against the side of the house I can't for the life of me start piecing that post back together again from what serves as my head...

I know menu planning was in there but after controlling the urge to take a spiteful swipe at my PC by going upstairs to check on the children I'm too cold to think thoughts of budgeting and food and ... well  it'll teach me to make some notes before I even think of approaching the keyboard in future.... 

Suffice it to say (for now at least) that it's going a good deal better this time around... I forced my own hand a little by taping the , menu to the fridge door for all to see... I gave myself less room to flake out and give up.
I even sat myself down this morning and put together another meal plan for the next seven days... 
See, I can be organised and well balanced when I have to..

It's freezing again here... after a full week of beautiful sunshine.. warm enough to have the windows open, the temperature dropped and the rains came down, and I'm shivering... I hate being cold!
if it's as cold as this tomorrow when dh goes away for the weekend... I'm going to drag the kids down for a camp out in the living room for extra warmth inshallah....

And it's the start of the weekend tomorrow inshallah... three of mine have a half day and one of them only has an hour in the afternoon... so it's a mad rush to get all the weekend cleaning out of the way before they all  get home again..... with dh being away it's also an opportunity to slow down a little and catch up on some reading and crafting inshallah.... 
I've also got some plans to spruce up the blog a little... 

What will you be doing this weekend inshallah?


Thursday, 1 March 2012

:: ONE ::

The first day of a new month. And typically, for me, a chance to sit and reflect over what I'd like to achieve during the next few weeks insha'allah. Winter is drawing to a close and I'm already feeling more productive and ready to tackle all those tasks I've been neglecting for so long. 

I've stepped in to March with more focus on being frugal and with that in mind I've organised my menu for the week ahead and even done the grown up thing and written a well thought out shopping list to go along with it... I can already see how much money I'll be saving myself in the long run... it smarts a little though to have to go back to menu planning, but prices here have gone crazy lately. Even basic staples like potatoes have risen in price by at least 20da where I live.. there is no time now to be complacent. The price hikes took me by surprise last month... usually after the two eids are out of the way and people have done with celebrating muloud we enjoy a bit of respite. Prices generally start to slacken a little and things become a little more affordable.This hasn't happened yet... at least not in Algiers. 
Which is why I'm not taking any chance this month insha'allah 



I thought I'd try blogging everyday for March... I had attempted it in December but other things were clearly planned for us that were out of our control. To be honest I think it's to keep me on the straight and narrow as much as anything else. I have a tendency to veer away from the path of good sense and go rogue sometimes and it ultimately ends in chaos and me annoying the heck out of myself for being thoughtless and random. 

So there you are, I'm battle ready and willing to document my foray into the world of the organised and focused. It might not be pretty!




Wednesday, 15 February 2012

Thinking ahead...




School, belive it or not, will start winding down for the year in May... Yes MAY!
As an ex-homeschooler, having them at home isn't the part that bothers me. What really worries me is that since we stopped home-schooling, their whole approach to learning has changed.
Part of our reason for coming to Algeria was the fact that the children would be able to learn Arabic more readily, which they have done (despite the fact that it's not actually the spoken language of Algeria); But I feel we've lost alot of ground Islamically over the past couple of years and I really need to do something about it. I think I've mentioned before that our lives were much more faith based when we were learning at home, and that was mainly because our deen was the foundation we built all our other studies and projects on.

So, I'm sitting here this morning planning some summer homeschool... yes I know it's only February but I've been out of the loop for a while. And if it takes me from dawn till noon to get my thinking equipment into gear even on a good day... imagine how much longer it will take to do something even remotely sensible.
I am therefor ignoring the mess on the floor, the fact that it's dh's day off and that he will probably be in and out of the house all day long  and I'm getting on with some long overdue planning.

Dh was impressed with my plans and even fell back into home-ed mode when ds13 brought out his maths book and decided to (briefly) explore the mass and quantity unit in the CPG book he's all but ignored since we came here... but it's a start. And if dh got a bit ambitious in guessing the mass of eggs and the possible capacity of a paddling pool, never mind! It's all part of the fun, right?

In the meantime, while we're waiting for the summer sun to bring our thinking matter back to life I've come up with a vague strategy to get them back on track before we plunge head first into our summer of learning.
Tuesdays afternoons will be extra English studies, Friday will be family halaqa, and I'm reintroducing our craft-time for Saturdays insha'allah. It's a small step forward but I'm feeling hopeful.

The weather continues to bombard us, and we're waiting for brighter, warmer things to happen inshallah. Despite the fact that I come from a cold climate, I have realised since coming here, that I dislike Winter intensely. I'm a hibernator, I have barely left the house since the start of December and I don't think very much will push me to venture into the breezy alleyways where I live, although today my dh's aunty wants us to visit. One of her daughters whom we haven't seen for a while is also visiting with her. The question is... can I be tempted?.....

We also have a casualty in the house, dd8 slipped and fell, hitting the side of her head on the bottom of our oil heater, there wasn't much blood but it did need some stitches. She's back at school with her patchworked scalp and strict instructions to obsessively stalk the teacher and stay as far away from marauding or menacing little people as is humanly possible. Algerian children are invaders of personal space... she may get feisty.

I'm off now to have my coffee and try and then it's split pea soup and cheesy bread making that awaits me this morning... connection and dh's phone permitting there may very well be a couple of recipes here tomorrow, how's that for a promise?

xxx

Friday, 3 February 2012

I have written this blog post many times over while we were internet free, and now as I sit here, typing with fingers numb from hanging laundry near the terrace, all the news I had prepared to tell you escapes me.

I'm glad to be back online that's for sure. Living in Algeria is challenge enough for me, doing it without any link to the outside world is, I feel, way above and beyond the call of duty.

I've been more or less phoneless over the past two months too, after what seemed like an almost complete
technological meltdown. I have no idea how my sanity was preserved, being holed up with multiple warring offspring during what appears to be a snap cold enough to freeze the bones is enough to send the hardiest of humans to madness and back. To say my house has resembled Bedlam at times over the past few weeks would not be doing it justice.

I think we had a brief school holiday in there somewhere too but life's a bit of a fuzz to be honest. Right now of course I should be doing something productive like baking or more laundry, but I just ventured out to the kitchen to make tea for the 15, 13 & 12 year old who have just come home from the tutors dodging hailstones and I'm too cold to think productive chore type thoughts.

All I do know is, I have a long weekend in front of me and if I'm going to survive it I'm going to need copious amounts of tea and an abundance of munchies. The only downside to this is the munchies will have to be homemade...third world countries haven't yet caught up with the trend in affordable healthy snacks unfortunately.. what we do have either results in tooth-rot, gut-rot or the eventual grissly death of the household budget.
So I'm off to get warm by the stove for a while & get some grown up chores done...


 

Sunday, 27 November 2011

The best laid plans...

My plans for last week were to do some cosying up for winter. We've had a bit of a tough run since Eid, and we've really been questioning our hijrah. We put our best feet forward though and decided to carry on regardless. Tarting the place up a little and hunkering down for some winter comforts was on the cards.

And then the monsoon rains hit. If you live in Algeria you'll know what I mean. You'll know how relentless and oppressive the rain can be. 

It took about an hour. By then the rain had come in via both the open roof and the ceilings. The water on the terrace was shin deep. We're still drying out. We're not sure if the ceilings will hold another rain.



Are we depressed?.... yup!
Are we yet again questioning our hijrah? ... Hell yeah... we're only human after all and living nine to a room will do that for you.

We've moved downstairs. All the bedrooms are now unusable. The ceilings are making weird creaking noises.
It's a bit of a downhill groove we're on at the minute but we're trooping on. This is when our best of British stiff uper lip comes in handy. We're down, but not defeated.

I have thought about my hijrah alot since moving here. It'll be three years this coming summer. 
It hasn't always been what it could have. Sometimes it's been better. Right now it's not even coming anywhere close to hitting the mark. But these are tests. Tests of our endurance. This is Allah testing our metal. Seeing how strong we are, and how committed we are to staying here. 

To be honest I'm not so sure I am anyore, and because of our current situation I can't really tell if thats a fleeting emotion brought about by my immediate frustrations, or a deeper problem.
I guess I'll just have to wait things out as patiently as possible and ride the storm a little while longer.

It's also STILL exam time. For some reason, this semester the teachers have decided to prolong the agony and drag exams on for two weeks. But  the good thing is that a two week holiday is looming, so we get at least some time off for good beahviour.

I'm off now to cook some lunch and get some sorting out done. I have a mini battle going on at the dinner table/revision station.... and it could get super ugly.

Oh, and more heavy rain and flash flooding have been forcast for Northern Algeria.
Please make dua that our roof stays put and that we don't get too wet....

.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

And as another day starts...

It was raining incessantly as I started writing this post this morning. DD11 had left for school, as she always does at 7:20, and both boys had left a little earlier. It's exam week here in Algeria and school for my boys has been happening at 7:30. They're home again for the day at about 10am, so the week has been... a challenge!

Only DD7 was left ready and waiting to leave, and though she normally walks to school on her own, this morning, with the rain pelting down, and the sky still pitch black, DD19 and I put on our outdoor stuff and braved the elements in order to keep her company, The result was a very happy to not be walking to school on her own 7 year old. So a good start to the day.

Unfortunately the downside was, that having taken lots of pics around the breakfast table this morning, I missed prime connection time for uploading, and I only just managed to upload this one. After half an hour!

It's now 11:10 and I should seriously start thinking about throwing some pasta in a pan to be honest and getting some other chores out of the way. I hung curtains in my sitting room yesterday to cosy the place up a little. One of the by-products of short lease renting is that it sometimes makes you less likely to bother to cosy up your living space, we are however a bit tired of feeling like we're living in temporary accomodation and we're just going ahead and cosying up the place for winter... well I guess as much as you can with an Algerian house. They don't naturally lend themselves to a homely feel, they can feel in fact, a bit sparse and cold so it's no easy task getting the comfort factor right. Added to that is the fact that by putting "our" kind of stamp on our living space we naturally make our house look more than a little odd and "unkempt" by Algerian standards. But the task is, to make this house our home for the next seven month insha'allah.

The rest of my day will hopefully be about finishing up some blanket making, and some stitching that I've been working on. I don't like the stitching it has to be said. It's a practice piece that I can't wait to see the back of.
And there's a doily that needs to be finished, it's for a pillow case that needs some livening up. Oh and did I mention the dh just phoned to ask if I would cook chicken biriyani for 8 this evening... yup biriyani for 16 (that's including those of us at home) no problem!
I don't mind, dh will eat in the masjid with the brothers. It's almost a night off...but not quite.

And now, I'm off to do that pasta... tidy up a bit, think about making some samosas & pakora to go with that biriyani.....

Saturday, 29 October 2011

Winter...

is really starting to make its presence felt masha'allah.
The rains have arrived and it's feeling chilly at either end of the day now. The duvets and bedcovers have come out, and the children are out of their summer clothes and wearing vests and long sleeves.
It's still warm later on in the day, even with the rain, but there has been a definate shift in the weather which means it's time to get ready for a colder spell that will no doubt be welcomed by many after such a long, dry summer.

In our house it means rain proofing ourselves. Algerian houses are built to cope only with dry or hot weather. In the winter, even though the weather could be fairly spring like here in Algiers, inside your house it could feel close to freeezing. And rain? you don't want to know about it truly... I thought a lifetime of living in the UK would have me prepared for that one... but there's something so damned relentess about the rain here.

Anyway, our tarp is up, and it will stop most of it from coming in insha'allah.
We have what is typical of alot of homes where I live, an open roof! If you look at the photo you can see just how exposed we are in the winter months.

I'm planning my winter cooking too, finding new recipes to sit alongside the familiar ones I already use.


There's just something so comforting about coming home to a house full of the smells of things cooking,




My children spend alot of time walking back and forth from school so its important to me to have good hearty meals on the table when they come in.
And as much as I rebel against it sometimes, it's what I signed up for right?


I make an exception to my normal rule of no sweet weekday afternoon teas in the winter. I think it does the children good  to have a little something sweet to tide them over till dinner time.

I already posted my recipe for Flapjack a while back, but just in case you missed it...



And all you need to do is melt the butter, along with the sugar and honey
stir in the oats, and press down into a baking tin. And bake of course until nice and golden.
I like my flapjack to be fairly thick, so that it's moist and gooey in the middle, 
use a tin that gives you the right amount of depth to achieve the fapjack you'd prefer. 
Obviously the thinner it is the crunchier it will be, so beware!

We're heading towards a half term holiday here from Tuesday. November 1st is a day to commemorate the start of the revoloution against the French occupation in Algeria, and it's followed hot on it's heels this year by Eid-al-Adha. Which is why the children are benefitting from this double whammy by getting an extra holiday!
So we're preparing for a break (of sorts) possibly some family days out and a bit of travelling if we have time insha'allah in between everything else that seems to go on round here.
And with what's left of my weekend I'm off to tidy up a little, make some lunch and then insha'allah spend the afternoon with a book and some crochet. There are blankets to be made!

I hope you're all having a restful weekend
xxx








Friday, 14 October 2011

You would think...

that given the fact that I wake up a little after four-thirty every week day morning that I would take the opportunity to sleep in on the first day of the weekend. It was the plan.
 And even though I've had no extra sleep this morning I can't tell you how joyous it is to wake up next to a warm snuggly baby and just have free, quiet time.

The toddler eventually woke, and we spent ages just having warm, giggly cuddles. Then the seven year old made a sleepy appearance and joined me in my bed to read a nature book to the toddler. The 13 year old wasn't far behind, but by then I was ready for someone to go and buy milk and bread, so I was almost grateful for the intrusion. We had a new lock ftted on our front door yesterday, which means my front door (which normaly NEVER gets locked, even at night) can no longer be opened from the outside without a key, this is big for us because we have a never ending stream of neighbours children just walking into the house and making themselves comfortable whenever they like. It also meant that I had to get out of my warm bed to let the seven and thirteen year olds back into the house with the milk and bread. Which is where I met my 14 year old, who had already beaten me to the door. And now I'm sitting here on my sofa, with the toddler playing footie, the seven year old munching warm baguette by my side and sons 13 and 14 are in MY bed watching the TV.... I guess I should be grateful that the 11, 19 and 20 year olds are all still sleeping but it's time to get on with the day already!


It's Friday, and I have backed up chores needing attention. I'm heading out to a friends house later to downlad some stuff onto my laptop ( connection speed with my USB is ridiculous!) but before that I need to cook and bake, and get my boys in and out of the shower in time for salat-al-jumuah. And if you have teenage boys you'll now how difficult that can be!

I'm off now to brew a pot of tea and get myself moving...
before I fall asleep!

Sunday, 2 October 2011

We've been back at school for about three weeks now and I really should be settling into some kind of routine...
It's been hard getting back into a rhythm though after four months of summer holiday.
I've been trying to ignore all the things that distract me from being present and attentive during my children's day. It's been hard... I'm easily and all too willingly distracted from most things domestic, and so it's been a challenge to stay focused at times.
 Three weeks in though and the barest hint of me actually getting my crazy act together is finally starting to show. The children are mildly relieved and I'm sure by the time the winter holiday comes round in December I'll have almost found my feet.

Nothing much else has happened over the past three weeks. Dh has been and come back from the UK....
I have tea, I have chocolate, the 18 month old has quickly learned to use both of these new words with willful abundance and my sanity will be thankfully less questionable for a wee while, at least until the tea and choccy runs out. And if only I could muster enough intrest to load the bread machine with enough bits and bobs to make a half decent loaf so that I had a more interesting vehicle for my Marmite than scraggy old Algerian baguette then I'd be on a bloomin roll luvvies.

However, this is ME, and I have a list of wanna do's longer than I care to admit to and it's time to kick my botty into gear. I remain hopeful that October will be THE month the brain fog finally clears!

I haven't forgotten by the way, the requests for recipes. we've had some connection issues, I seem to be sorted now though so I'll be posting a few later in the week insha'allah. Unfortunately my phone and only source of picture taking died on me and I'm waiting to see if it can be fixed, so I'm not sure what will be happening on the photo front. DD19 and I often go out these days and lust after camera's in our local shopping mall... but that will have to wait. We're tryng to be grown up, by not allowing our wants to overtake our needs.
SO not easy!!!

Thursday, 18 August 2011

Living well on less...

After my last post I was asked to share my thoughts on budgeting and meal planning..
I'm not an expert and I make mistakes...sometimes big ones!
My budget isn't foolproof, but if I stick to some basic principles I can keep my family well fed and happy without having to worry too much.

So let me get one thing straight before we start. Budgeting and living a life even remotely bordering on frugality
doesn't automatically mean you're going to have to live a life of dismal deprivation, eating the boxes other peoples food came in and going completely freegan in a last ditch attempt to keep your head above water on the money front.



Keeping within your budget and being frugal means you're going to be living more conciously... this is a good thing. It means you're thinking about the wider picture and keeping within budget means you're more likely to be able to eat as well at the end of the month as you did at the beginning, which is never bad, especially when you have children.... things can get ugly when children are hungry!

I've  always tried to live a conciously frugal lifestyle, but in the UK I didn't run my budget from my own purse. I wrote a bi-monthly list of everything we needed and then worked with whatever I had to hand. I had a moderate stockpile and things on the grocery front at least, were pretty peachy.

My journey into the word of proper grown up budgeting was born out of neccessity after we made the move to Algeria in the spring of 2008. We had no choice but to tighten our belts and take a cold hard look at our finances. We had no desire to end up back in the UK, but staying in Algeria meant being financially stable, and at the time we were very far from that.

Now for the lovely sister that asked, I can give you the lowdown on my budget but remember its all relative. What works for my family won't work for anyone else. However I'm all for taking the gist of an idea and moulding it to shape my own needs...alot of my budgeting strategy has been picked up along the way after seeing what worked for other people and then adapting it to fit my own familiy's needs


My first top tip is that you make sure that you and spousey are on the same page. Which means you need to sit down together and take an honest look at your finances and what you can and can't do with them. You won't be able to work magic but you can draw up some kind of a plan to make it easier to spend your money wisely, reduce debts and stay afloat.

This is the boring grown up bit... list all your expenses..'  ALL of them!
Everything from the utility bills to the children's pocket money. Include every single expense you can think of. And then start the weeding out process. Some of what's on your list will be an immovabe part of your monthly budget, but take a good look at everything and see if there are things you can reduce spending on or even stop spending on completely.

What you're attempting to do is live within a financial framework, which can be quite daunting at first..especially if like me, you have an aversion bordering on insane to anything remotely grown up and responsible. Which is a somewhat shocking admission from a mother with seven children, but there you are.

To give you some idea of how a budget can work I'll give you a quick glimpse at mine insha'allah

My "payday" is the first of every month. Although sometimes life conspires to make me go ever so slighty over budget and then I may have to start my new month a few days earlier.

We put aside each month what we think we might need to cover utility bills, tutors fees, medical bills, etc. More often than not we're pleasanly surprised to have money leftover, which then gets carried forward to next month.  My household allowance then covers everything else, groceries, school equipment, drinking water, internet. basically everything household including clothing.

The first thing I do when I start my new month is to pay for my next months worth of internet. It's a bit pricey at 2500da a month, but I'm in Africa..I need the contact with the outside world and quite frankly the children need me sane!

Next comes water, my other big budget buster. It's not that I don't trust the tap water here... ah heckers who am I kidding.. I don't trust the tap water here and if it's a choice between the raging runs and putting my hand in my pocket for bottled water, then guess what? I bulk buy 10-15 cases in the winter, more in the summer of course..and have it delivered, which mean I score low on being eco friendly on the transport & packaging. But sometimes a compromise, no matter how ugly it is  has to be made somewhere.

I also buy my milk in bulk at the start of the month, one day I hope I live somewhere where I can easily get hold of fresh unpasturied mik on a daily basis... in the meantime it's Candia.

After that the only other bulk buy I do is flour and semolina. I buy a 25kg sack of flour for 700da on a good day..and seeing as a 1kg bag of flour currently retails at 55da where I live it's a saving audacious enough to blow your socks off.

Once that's taken care of I do the veggies. I write up a list based on what I know is in season and send my boys off to my regular veggie man.. who will quite often let me have any poorer quality veg he has on my list for free. My veg will normally cost me anything between 1500 - 1700da a week..sometimes I have enough to carry me through to the following week although I constantly have to top on potatoes...but I blame that on Irish genes.



As far as fruit is concerned I'm a total opportunist and willl buy whatever I can whenever it's cheap enough.
Dried goods I buy as I need them. If I can sort my storage issues I'd be happy for this to change but at the moment I can't bear to think of laying out money for dried goods only to have them get infested with moths and other wildlife and being useless.

Eggs are bought by the tray at the start of each week for roughly 300da..and depending on how much baking we do wil normally last us a week perhaps less.

Twice a month I buy about 250da worth of peanuts and make peanut butter...  I've also just started making my own applesauce and easy pickles.



Meat, I score lucky on, dh is a butcher, so meat these days comes to me for free. When I was having to buy meat out of my budget we hardly ate any meat at all , and ALWAYS the cheaper cuts... It's amazing how tasty turkey neck is!

Oil I buy in 5ltr bottles, though if it's not Ramadhan I try not to use too much and normally a 5ltr bottle if kept out of the hands of those who cook with gay abandon will last me the whole month.
I also buy a large tub of ghee at the start of the month and a couple of large bottls of olive oil.

Everything else I buy (apart from rice and pasta) is by mizan (weight) which means I can buy as much or as little as I need or my purse can cope with.

Anything else like clothes, unless it's an emergency buy has to be saved for...which is no bad thing, certainly in terms of teaching you to seperate your wants from your needs. 

Of course the biggest hurdle you may have in your new endeavour to save money and stick to a budget are teenagers! If you have one at home it's a good idea to bring them on board and explain to them why you're jumping the good ship spontanious and suddenly changing tactics... after all your decision to spend less or at least spend more wisely will no doubt have a knock on effect on the teens lifestyle somewhere.

Once you've decided to keep a budget, try and keep track of where your money is really being spent. For the first few months of my budgeting life I kept a tally of everything I bought during each budget month...and I mean everything. It was soon easy to see where my money was going and to spot any wastage. I was then able to weed out any budget busters and save some money.

At the end of your month it's always useful to review your spending. Are there things you need to change or things you could have done better?
It might take a while for you to get used to budgeting and fine tuning it the needs of your family. Mine is constantly evolving to take into account the needs of my children or price hikes. I've got used to it. But even I have to go back to the drawing board occassionlly and take a really good look at how I'm spending my cash.

My goal for September is to start having some no-spend days. it's been on my list of goals for ages and it's complete laziness tempered with a dash of disorganisation that's stopped me till now. But I'm hoping it will change next month.

In my next post I'll give you the lowdown on menu planning insha'allah. And saving time and money in the kitchen.



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Monday, 15 August 2011

Why menu planning doesn't work......

 at least not for me in Algeria at any rate!
I was once a huge advocate of menu planning, in the UK and here too when I first started running my DZ home.
It took me a long while to admit that planning menus in a country where I have next to no freezer space, a moderately unreliable electricity supply, and prices that rise and fall like nobodies business just wasn't working.

Menu planning used to make my life easier, when I was able to buy my groceries bulk,
I knew what I was cooking and when, and it took the hassle out of having to think about what I was going to feed everyone.

Here in Algeria, it's a whole different ball game.
I no longer bulk buy my dried goods because they become so  easily infiltrated by beasties...
I do have an extra room in my house to use for storage but it's humid most of the time and not ideal for storing things that would be affected by it.
These days the only things I buy in bulk are water and milk, flour and semolina.
The rest is bought as is needed.

 

 Menu  planning also doesn't take account of my leftovers, and whatever I find in the market that's too much of a bargain to pass up. 
I shop differently these days and it's had a knock on effect, I used to be able to plan a month in advance..now I have to think on my feet.
And lets face facts.. we're in North Africa.... food prices are erratic at best and when I plan a menu I look for things to cook.
I'm an avid reader of cooking books and blogs, and I'm always easily seduced by a new recipe.
which of course takes it's toll on my budget!
So, I have been dragged kicking and screaming to the conclusion that menu planning is no longer for me,
for the past three months I've still written out my menu, but have barely followed it.
We eat well, I cook healthy, nutritious meals and masha'allah my kids can pack food away like you wouldn't believe!
I've learnt to be more flexible, I've asked questions of the Algerian women around me, I seek out what works from people who have been running homes here far longer than I have. 
I sometimes miss the ease with which I ran my home and fed my family in the UK..
but would I swap it for what I have now?
I dont thnk so.. I think we can cope without a menu plan.

But what do you do? 
Are you a menu planner... if you're living in Algeria do you plan your meals?
Have you adapted your cooking to suit your life in here.

Monday, 30 May 2011


We had a good old fashioned weekend of doing nothing very much at all, Friday and Saturday were indeed the couple of days of rest we both needed and achieved, before starting a new week full hustle and bustle.

We never strayed very far away from the yarn basket and a couple of us even managed to finish a couple of projects that have been lurking around the place for far too long.

Today my 10 year old took the exams which will determine whether she'll pass on to secondary school
I'm so proud of the way she's adapted to school life after being homeschooled for so long, it hasn't been an easy ride for any of them, but for her especially as she came here with no Arabic or French and has steadily surpassed her schoolmates, masha'allah.

We're waiting now for the primaries to come out on holiday (finally!!) and then we can fall into summer mode properly insha'allah.

tomorrow we're off to my husbands aunty for our weekly stomach stuffing marathon...
unfortunately not our own, four sheeps stomachs...
we'll be gone for most of the day and will probably reek of sheep by the end of it all, but we have fun doing it and it's a worthwhile skill to have and be able to pass on.




the rest of the week is uncertain... it's nearly the start of a new month so budgeting needs to be done, meals planned, shopping bought...

I've had to learn how to roll with things since coming to Algeria, and am much happier to just sit back and see how a week unfolds...and I rarely make too many plans too far ahead of time.

As long as it's a fairly equal balance of work and rest I'm generally a happy girl...



Saturday, 7 May 2011

the weekend..

has thus far (apart from a visit from a neary & deary who I don't see nearly enough of) been a bit  bleugh...
well actually it's been really bleugh... not at all what I wanted or needed and now a fresh week is nearly upon us and I betcha it's got a load more bleugh waiting for us...

the problem with my weekends lately is many sided...
for one..we can't use our car... (foreign car..foregn papers..Algerian red tape) which means no chance of getting anywhere outside of walking distance.What's that? public transport? erm....in Algeria.... well lets just say I'd rather not....
Secondly the dh is working 7 days straight at the minute so thats a bit of a bummer too...

the biggest problem with my weekeding though is me...yup I am my main problem... and probably alot of other people's too... but I digress...

I used to plan my weekends ahead of time... really put some thought  into what I wanted to get out of them..even the simplest passtimes had some status within those two scrumptiousth  days of opportunity...

and yet since coming to Algeria I seem to have let myself slip..and now the weekend kind of falls through my fingers with me not having very much to show for except a shortened temper and loads of grumpy kids...

it's time therefor to pull myself up by the bootstraps and be a bit more pro-active, especially with the long FOUR month summer hoiday less than TWO weeks away....
personally I'm looking forward to it marginaly more than I'm dreading it...
I mean if  I can barely make it through a weekend with my sanity and the children's lives intact how the hell am I going to make through an entire summer??
My lovely friend asked me yesterday what my plans were for the next few months ahead..and I of the non-stop gob had nothing to say!!
This of course is neither normal nor right... so some summer plans will have to be put into place..otherwise some horrible things might happen at home to some unsuspecting individuals in my life...

Saturday, 9 April 2011


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My two eldest often joke that something mystical happens to me at 4pm and the Engish woman in me slowly starts to appear, and no matter what else may be happening in our lives EVERYTHING stops for afternoon tea. In Algeria everything stops at roughly the same for coffee, and people take great care in most houses to have things set out properly...especially if guests are around. In our house, more often than not... there will be a fresh cloth on the table a jar of weeds..sorry a beautiful posy..handpicked by dd11 and some sort cake or baked goodness. Having said that though, it's sometimes as simple as a bought brioche and some buttered baguette, but those teas are nowhere near as satisfying. There is something significant in being able to meet up at a more relaxed part of the day, after the rush of getting to school and before the misery of trying to get everyone into bed at the right time..and actually having the time to listen to what's been going on in each others day....


 
I have a smallish kitchen in our rented house, and no work space.. so the dinner table that lives up one end of our sitting room also doubles as my prep area


anything and everything..from cake to dolma gets made at this table... and then once assembled back to the kitchen for cooking


my poorly bubba who has been brave in the face of the most horrible teething pain, helped mama make chelsea buns this week... the yummy cake at the top of the page is a carrot cake the recipe for which is...

4 eggs
1 cup of oil
a cup and a half sugar
 1 sachet of baking powder
2tsps cinnamon
 2 cups of flour
 1 cup of golden sultanas
 2 cups of grated carrot

 and the method is a s simple as mixing all the dry together (leaving the carrots and sultanas to last) mixing all the wet ingredients together, then mixing the wet to the dry. Then stir in the carrots and sultanas, and pur into a greased and floured tin. It really couldn't get any easier!
 I guess our cake takes about 30-40 minutes to cook in our one temperature oven, so proceed with caution on the baking front and bake as you know your own oven to bake best....

Oh, and happy teatime!



Sunday, 3 April 2011

First day back at school.... After a late night trying to upload photo's to my blog, and a super early 5am start with alarms going off all over the place to ensure I didn't sink back down into my pillow and snooze off again, I now feel like a bit of a brain fogged zombie.

There are of course lots of things to do, there is laundry to get done, especially this morning with the promise of a warm day ahead and lots of sunshine.... it was only after sitting down to write that I realised I had loaded the machine and forgotten to turn it on....

Lunch of course needs to be ready by 12pm, and I do believe I half heartedly started a list at 7am with a few other jobs scrawled on it... and the vague notion of a menu plan for the day.

At any rate...it's Sunday.... first day of the week, which makes it hard enough to get started anyway... and first day back to school, and school routine makes it even more likely that I'll still be sitting here mulling things over and keeping myself hydrated with copious amounts of tea when I really should be putting food on the table.....

 So I'm off to pretend at being a good girl.... I'll start slowly by plugging in the washing machine and then see where the brief spurt of actiity takes me, something tells me it may lead me straight back to the kettle!

Sunday, 6 March 2011

There was a whole different post meant for these photos, but at some point between writing it and hitting the publish tab my connection was lost and so were the words I had carefully chosen to share with you.


And in true Kate fashion there is absolutly no way I can hope to recreate the post that was meant to be...it just isn't living in my head anymore I'm afraid.
I'll share the pictures of bits of my home that went with it though insha'allah.

It's somebody else's house of course as we're only renting, but it definately feels like home masha'allah.
We took these on Thursday, which is our day for a big clean up and getting ready for the weekend. Hence the reason you see my trusty old broom propped up against the wall...

Cleaning is bad enough anywhere but here in Algeria the dust is relentless and the morning clean is a ritual that is the most commonplace part of everday life for women here.
And it's strenuous and monotonous work... alot of homes are old, tiny, overcrowded...and you can forget things like dishwashers and washing machines.
Most of the women I know wash laundry by hand or have an old fashioned twin tub, that requires almost as much manual labour as washing the clothes by hand.


This is the third house we've lived in since we came almost two years ago and to be honest I don't mind moving around or even the moderate uncertainty that comes with renting.
Having said that we're a least hoping to stay put for the next year insha'allah.
The area isn't the most beautiful it's true, but the children have put down roots and our neighbours have been so helpful and supportive that it's hard right now imagining moving away.


I don't even mind that the top of our house is completely open to the elements, in fact in summer it's lovely being able to look up and see the outside inside.
This is taken from the second floor where the bedrooms are, and directly above where you see the tarp, is where our sheep lives and where our laundry gets hung.
The rooftop terraces are so close together in our ziniqa that you can easily chat with neighbours from up there...

and there's been some tentative steps on the crafting front
I lost my mojo a bit over the winter, but there are loads of ideas germinating up there in my head..it's just a matter of finding the time to get some of them done.
I'm working on a couple of cardigans, a  baby one and one for the 19 year old in my life...she chose some lovely deep teal yarn that's a joy to work with.

Yarn is a bit hit and miss here, and there's certainly nothing close to the gorgeousness you can find in the UK, but it's cheap and you can find nice soft yarns at a fraction of what it would cost back home. You just have to be prepared to look hard.
Also we only seem to be able to purchase yarn in 25, 30 and 50g balls...which is a bit of a bummer..especially when you're working on a larger projects..but them's the breaks I guess.

and tomorrow...
well, we've been planning a trip to the opticians for glasses for dd19
and there will no doubt be the usual round of meals to fit in somewhere.

There are lesson plans to write out for Tuesday
and I need to phone my Mum, even though the poor old love can barely hear what I'm saying these days.

Other than that, nothing is set in stone.
We'll wait for the day and just roll with it insha'allah.
xxx