Gasp, puff and pant..
Tales of A Pear-Shaped Femme
Gasp, puff and pant..
The Misery of Mucus
Reblogged from beerandcandlelight.wordpress.com http://wp.me/p4Thir-2I There are two kinds of people (among the many types of two-kinds of people): those who shy away from bodily functions, fluids and whatnot and those who rush to embrace it. I’m not sure why but farts, peeing, pooping, burping, drooling, mucus (from various parts of the body), wet dreams, menstrual flow; it’s all... Continue Reading →
Colds- My Ultimate Pet Peeve
I know if I get on this particular pulpit, the few people who do read my blog from time to time might vamoose for good but I can't help my self. I HATE HAVING COLDS!!! I mean let's examine it a bit closely. It's a half-assed health problem. It's not even a sickness. But a... Continue Reading →
Paraphernalias
People see candles and usually think either Halloween, black-outs or women. They see diffusers (reed and the other kinds) and think of spas, meditation and women. You dim the lights and people go, "Oh yeah, romance" and well, romance with women. And truth be told women *need* these things and there are well-validated reasons behind all these... Continue Reading →
Free-Range Vs Helicopter Parenting: Indian Scenario
I am all for being a hands-off parent. I really would like to be able to observe my child, see him grow rather than always be present while he is doing his thing. For someone who has been a SAHM from the first moment, it is quite a treat to be able to see your... Continue Reading →
What I Learnt From My Kid’s School
Courtesy Facebook's memories I get to know about how and what I was thinking not only on a time a specific time in the past but also how I was feeling. And when I wrote this post I was a bit more of an anxious mother, fretting about my kid's school, academic "career" as it were... Continue Reading →
The Right Way To Kvetch
When faced with a "to kvetch or not to kvetch" kind of a question, do yourself and especially those around you a favor, don't. But since kvetching isn't like Solitaire aka an activity that can be done all by your lonesome, a wee bit of a gander at The Ring Theory of Kvetching prevents you... Continue Reading →
36
Ask a woman if she's easier in her mind about being 36 years old versus being 36 in the waist and you can bet you'll be on the receiving end of the MOST disdainful look which roughly translates to, " Yeah right! AS IF! What kind of question is that anyhow? How DUH ARE you?!"... Continue Reading →
Ask And Ye Shall Receive…
an answer, that is. It might not be the one you wanted to hear because let's admit it; we seldom ask questions we don't know or want the answers to. Especially the existential kind. Even with the academic kind, we're hoping that we don't have to be in situations where algebraic equations or doing a... Continue Reading →
Me Being Me…
I wouldn't be who I am if I didn't indulge in gripes about my pet peeves. So what if it's at the start of the year? This way am getting some rants and grumbles out of my system so there's less to spew and gnash my teeth about! I have made a couple of decisions.... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 