Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I run from my kid. It's the truth. After the first hugs and kisses of the morning are done I run and hide; especially during his summer break. He's like a bloodhound. He can always track me down. No matter where I am. SIGH. No loo is secure enough. No pressure cooker whistle is loud... Continue Reading →
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 →
Well his character, of Martin something or the other in Sleeping With The Enemy, had it right. There's no reason why things can't be kept in a particular (I mean PROPER) way. Just no reason at all. Barring the fact that Bergin (lovely old stud that he is) did play the role of a psychopath,... Continue Reading →
Over lunch with a friend yesterday I somehow got sidetracked (as am very wont to do) onto an eponym and that got me thinking about lists. Am very nerdy that way. I like going through lists. Not because it's comforting or because holding a list in my hand curbs my tendencies of having to knock... Continue Reading →
The offspring has a new love- IPL. He doesn't really get the mechanics of cricket barring people throwing a ball and someone trying to hit it or get out trying. Those are my genes at play so he can't be held responsible. With IPL, the format is perfect for his attention span and it's livelier,... Continue Reading →
The offspring was an ADORABLE baby. He was plump in the right places without being a mini-sumo and he was always gurgling and drooling away to glory. Didn't cry much and definitely did *not* sleep much either but that's a complaint that'll never get old so we'll keep it for another day, another time. The... Continue Reading →
I've been telling the offspring to buckle down and do a couple of things but being a parent means leading by example (or so we pretend we do) so I'm going to try and hit a few targets of my own. Expect grumblings from time to time. I want to blog more. I love to... Continue Reading →
I have a great memory for useless trivia. I have a pretty good memory for remembering everything my husband didn't do but should have. I also have a pretty strong recall for little things with the help of even vague-ish associative cues et al...but getting to the fag end of my 30s, my (declining) memory... Continue Reading →
I am a semi-helicopter mother and not proud of it. Here are some things I've gleaned in the past few years of parenting. I'm not sure how helpful this is but for those contemplating marriage and eventually kids, do read this once. It may give you a different perspective (read abstinence or hardcore contraception) or... Continue Reading →
I've written earlier about the advent of Alexa in our lives. Red was in the market for good quality speakers and was considering buying Sonos and then suddenly got his head turned by the cute lil dot that now talks to us in a STRONG American accent and frequently gets our song choices wrong because... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 