Adjusting To Normalcy
Across the world children are heading back to school although what they knew to be a scholastic experience has changed quite a bit. In some places they have kids attending school a few days a week. In others it's for a few hours whereas in many places in Europe it's been business as usual for... Continue Reading →
How To Tell A Pre-Teen Lives In Your House
Here it goes in no particular order: He calls you Bruh..mom and dad have left the building and Bruh reigns supreme.Angst is the name of the game.Being contrary is also the name of the game.Tantrums are usually lurking around the corner.Flashes of brilliance (I use the term loosely) can be expected.Hugs and kisses are still... Continue Reading →
Problematic Pet Peeves
I was largely educated in convent schools where wooden rulers and thick books (Wren&Martin) flew through the air and landed on unsuspecting hands and back with unfailing frequency. They were almost always accompanied by beady-eyed looks of utter disapproval and disappointment by nuns sporting sparse to scary amounts of mouthbrows. Yikes! Add to that my... Continue Reading →
Gaah! A Pre-Teen Lives In My House
The brat is officially a preteen effective yesterday. He's also officially a slightly bigger brat than he was before. I was telling Red that it's as if I gave birth to a Valley Girl instead of a kid living in South India. But am told the rolling eyes, the general disdain for any parental advise... Continue Reading →
Color Me Vengeful!
TO and Red have their little skirmishes from time to time. It mainly arises from TO growing into his teenhood and Red being the perennial good cop who realises that he can also be the bad cop from time to time instead of punting it to me. This morning's conversation with TO brought to light... Continue Reading →
The Pandemic: A Timeline of Delayed Gratification
Most people I know have dealt with the fallout of the pandemic to the best of their ability. Some have been lucky to not contract the virus at all or recover quickly if they have and thankfully not too many have faced any irreplaceable losses. But we've ALL been touched by the effects of it... Continue Reading →
Be Careful What You Wish For…
My parents shared their good experiences with me by making me a part of them. Places they went to as children or travels they'd enjoyed were recreated with me so I could see what the fun was about. Places they hung out in or eateries they frequented in their youth; I've been to quite a... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 