Gasp, puff and pant..
Tales of A Pear-Shaped Femme
Gasp, puff and pant..
2-0-1-7
The 3 of us (me, Red&MLM) rang in the new year inside a loud, creaky, semi-uncomfortable airport shuttle bus. But I got to wish my folks, my bestie and also make an SOS call to good friends who came and picked us up from a drop-off point since Hyderabad cabbies decided to be sadistic on... Continue Reading →
Holiday Bloglet
Books read since start of holiday on 23rd night: 4. New mystery writers discovered since start of holiday: 3 Movies watched: half of 3 Drinks consumed: 2! (I know right?) Local cuisine sampled: 2xs Yelled at offspring: lesser times than I thought possible. Got massaged: 1x Cursed out loud: 3x Songs looped in head: Never... Continue Reading →
Disambiguation: Need Of The Hour
My son can be a lazy lump. Anything that requires more effort than he's prepared to put in; gets shoved under the rug (literally and figuratively) and often outsourced to us. He's starting to make some strides in reading now and today's homework has words that distinguish the gender between people viz mother-father, brother-sister et... Continue Reading →
The Misery of Mucus
Reblogged from beerandcandlelight.wordpress.com http://wp.me/p4Thir-2I There are two kinds of people (among the many types of two-kinds of people): those who shy away from bodily functions, fluids and whatnot and those who rush to embrace it. I’m not sure why but farts, peeing, pooping, burping, drooling, mucus (from various parts of the body), wet dreams, menstrual flow; it’s all... Continue Reading →
Reflections at 4:47 am.
I'm up. Again. I'll be useless by 11 am unless I have 2 super-duper coffees (one of them black) in the first half of the day. I don't mind waking up ahead of time. I like the near-solitude that the apartment offers. The offspring is sleeping in some odd modernistic dance pose and the husband... Continue Reading →
Colds- My Ultimate Pet Peeve
I know if I get on this particular pulpit, the few people who do read my blog from time to time might vamoose for good but I can't help my self. I HATE HAVING COLDS!!! I mean let's examine it a bit closely. It's a half-assed health problem. It's not even a sickness. But a... Continue Reading →
Reblogged:Reality Bites Hard!
This week, that year. Blogging then. Blogging now. https://bouncyrambler.blogspot.in/2012/11/reality-bites-hard.html
Reblogged: The Hanging
Four years ago I had blogged about this on another blogging platform. Facebook reminds me of many things, usually trivial and mainly goody-goody but this blog post reminded me of something that usually doesn't go down well in my home- the concept of capital punishment. My husband is pro-life to the core and I am pro-choice.... Continue Reading →
Book Review: Closed Casket
I am an Agatha Christie aficionado. Rather an afficianado of the characters she has created. I haven't read up much about her life per se but somehow I pictured her to be a bit like the wax statue of Miss Marple I'd seen in Madam Tussaud's years ago. The back cover of her books proved... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 