I love my stuff. I love getting new things. I like discovering how they work, am ecstatic when they work the way they're supposed to and most of all I love how it makes me feel when I use them. My all time favorites have been books and cameras...of course I keep buying knickknacks that... Continue Reading →
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Another year, another cake and more food for thought!
Of Mat Jumps and Face Packs…
I don't consciously try and make the blog titles esoteric or cryptic even..they just pop out of my head, all baked and ready to go. Quite like how this happened. And in case anyone is interested (Pshaw! Yeah right...) how that happened...read it right here. Onto the actual stuff I wanted to convey...I've been doing... Continue Reading →
Meanie Mommy recommends pretending to be seriously and totally grossed out when your offspring threatens to pour slime on your ankles and legs. The child will pour and rub like a zealous slime-pourer and rubber and you will get a lovely little massage from those soft little hands. Accompanied by wicked cackles from a munchkin... Continue Reading →
Of Hip Hinges&Mountain Climbing…
The beginning of the week brings pleasant albeit tiring surprises in the gym.
Many kids sleep clutching a teddy bear, plush toys and even a blankie. Mine sleeps with dinosaur figurines under his pillow and a wooden alligator/croc in his arms. God I love that kid when he's sleeping! That's how we roll!
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 →
Relics of My Childhood
Reliving fun and silliness from my childhood while my kid grows through his...
Weekending The Right Way
A lot of us just imitate potatoes (or any other veggies if you're cutting down on starch) on the weekends. And any doctor worth their salt erm degrees will tell you that some moments of inertia are needed. Whether you use that to contemplate, zone out or catnap; it's all good. But too much of inertia... Continue Reading →
Out Of The Mouth of Babes
Well...just one babe to be precise. Mine. To be more..preciser(?). This summer holiday has been fun for the brat. He's always very happy with my folks and despite the heavier discipline here than at home, he manages to get away with doing his thing most of the times because we love his buck-toothed, lisping, pug-nosed,... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 