Diary Of A Teenager’s Mother

My kid's teenage years are kicking my heiney!* I was smarter as a teen than I am as a middle-aged mother of one. Primarily because I kept the eye rolling to a minimum and the simian grunts to a fairly non-existent level. I had to since my mother was handy with her spatulas and my... Continue Reading →

Befuddled Mom Bloglet

My home aka the place where t.v remotes go to die. They seem to plummet from a high place with unfailing regularity and sadly there's no safety net in sight...sigh. Is there also a subsription model for buying t.v remotes? I guess am averaging a few one every quarter!

The Inscrutable Mona Lisa

Mona Lisa a la Wassily Kandinsky Mona Lisa a la Jamini Roy Mona Lisa a la Salvador Dali Mona Lisa a la Jackson Pollock Mona Lisa a la Edvard Munch Mona Lisa a la Andy Warhol Mona Lisa a la Vincent Van Gogh

The Dafuq Bloglet

Last night I'd asked TO to do one of his usual chores and he did; while holding firmly onto the tv remote. And I, being a person to *never* let a snarky quip pass me by, told him that once he grew up and if he had kids, would have to eventually put the remote... Continue Reading →

It’s a universal truth

the moment an adult goes to the loo, a child will need them for something. That something will be critical to the child for sure but not register at all on the adult scale for important things. My niece is spending a few hours with me and after Hangmaning, drawing and doing all the things... Continue Reading →

Songs Of My Youth: Day Seven

George Michael was groovy then and he's groovy now! Can't do justice to him with just one video so here go two! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=diYAc7gB-0A https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Cs3Pvmmv0E

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