Why Life’s Like The Wizard Of Oz

When I woke up with a weight on my chest this morning and realized it was my kid’s heel on my sternum, it led to yet another epiphany. Life’s like The Wizard Of Oz (hold the Wonderful). Dealing with kids often morphs us (read me all the way through) into the Wicked Witch of the … Continue reading Why Life’s Like The Wizard Of Oz

The Unbearable Unsightlyness Of Playing

Let it be noted that if I had to do anything amounting to slightly strenuous physical activity vs being bodily harmed, bodily harm would rule the roost. The most apt description of my gait, run and overall physical movement is quite akin to the drunken hallucination from Dumbo. I kid you not. Red has despaired … Continue reading The Unbearable Unsightlyness Of Playing

Pet Peeves Maketh The Person

I almost wrote "maketh the man" and then reminded myself of gender neutrality (another pet peeve of mine) and changed it to "person". Anyone following my blog of late would have wondered if they'd landed on the same person's site or not because I've gone slightly berserk with my template changes. And that's the super-duper … Continue reading Pet Peeves Maketh The Person

If Thou Beest Sick…Beest Ye Properly

I have no idea why I lapse into the Ye Olde Dayes...I just do. Imagine an imp with a neck ruff a la dear ol' Will sitting on my shoulder, nudging me to shake things up a bit. Anyhoo, I'd had a fever for a bit. Nothing critical but it was on the higher side … Continue reading If Thou Beest Sick…Beest Ye Properly

The Prodigal Returns

Last weekend I went back to pray at the altar of the gym gods after a long, long a time. I know why I stopped going and it wasn't a good enough reason then and isn't one now either. But I like to give myself brownie points for attempting to get back on the horse/bike...you … Continue reading The Prodigal Returns

Open Wide…

I had written this post on Livejournal, my erstwhile online diary many moons ago. And I remembered the incident which inspired the post during my dental check-up today. I like to think my threshold of pain is about average. I know I got loud during childbirth but then again you're expected to so that doesn't … Continue reading Open Wide…