Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Once upon a time, there was a little boy. He was a bit scrawny when he was born but he put on weight and filled out and got himself some plump little cheeks, arms and legs and gurgled all day long. He was a happy little boy and made his parents very happy too! Except... Continue Reading →
"You don't want your shark wearing Spandex, baby!"...words I never thought I'd find myself saying. Yikes.
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 →
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 →
taking stock of our appetites and our food habits during the lockdown
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 →
I first got to know about Mothers' Day a few months after landing in US. Suffice to say India of the 80s didn't celebrate moms as a rule. That we do it now is more to do with the influence of various types television shows over the decades. Plus people like their social media timelines... Continue Reading →
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!
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 →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 