"You don't want your shark wearing Spandex, baby!"...words I never thought I'd find myself saying. Yikes.
Oh-Cult!
I had a LONG discussion, just before bedtime, with TO about Annabelle. How the whole thing came about, why a doll of all things, how possession takes place, how a possessed item can go on a killing spree and how it was different from Child's Play. Just what every mother wants for her child to... Continue Reading →
Of Feet and Mangoes
My feet are dry and the heels are cracked but I can't figure out why. I badly want an hour long pedi but that's not gonna happen in the foreseeable future so... am blaming it on the heat and lockdown because it's du jour. Red was busy tapping away at his laptop and I told... Continue Reading →
Benefits Of Staying Ignorant
My father would always point me in the direction of one of our numerous dictionaries whenever I asked him the meaning of any word. And that stuck; looking up the meaning, etymology and whatnot. Ergo Wikipedia and all the wiki pages are like my playground. Can't have too much of it is what my mind... Continue Reading →
Bright Spots Amidst The Gloom
I can't be a Gloomy Gus for too long. I either seek out stuff to read or watch that lifts my spirits to some extent if not fully. The lockdown has come at the time when the kids usually splash around in the pool, play out till they've got to be dragged home by their... Continue Reading →
Kitchen Realizations
taking stock of our appetites and our food habits during the lockdown
The Sleep Groove
I like to sleep. I like to lie down and read or listen to music but it's not like sleep and I are enemies. But co-sleeping is something I've had to deal with on and off throughout my parenting journey. And boy! it's not one of the things which are bring a smile to my... Continue Reading →
The Realization Bloglet
Of all the stories floating around about Hitler's demise, am completely inclined to believe the one where he met his end in the bunker. That was a lockdown too and he was shut in for an unforeseeable period with a "loved one"...complete recipe for disaster!
The Nostalgic Post
I wrote about being nostalgic in this morning's post and this is the follow-on one. It doesn't take a Freud to know that ever since my movement have become restricted to all things essentials, I've been dreaming (day and night-kinds) about open roads, travelling...the whole shebang. We had to cancel our annual summer break road... Continue Reading →
