Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Let me start by writing that if you haven't seen this movie yet; don't. It's a travesty of a "horror" movie. Whether it had marketed itself as a scary movie or not, the storyline, acting, and build-up to the climax are loosely woven together. As a result, the movie falls down pretty quickly. The pace... Continue Reading →
It's quite fitting that this particular post is centered around keeping calm and doing something; especially now. There has been turmoil in the world for a while now and it's recently come to our doorstep. Never a good thing even when we are sitting comfortably far away from the where the danger actually lies. But... Continue Reading →
I just read this article online. I had to express myself. My first reaction was a knee-jerk and rather annoyed one. However, my second reaction was more controlled and contemplative. My child is neurodivergent. But that's not all that he's about. He's an eye-rolling, shaggy-haired teen. He was the most beeyootiful baby in the whole... Continue Reading →
Someone once told me that there's often sarcasm in my blog posts. It's disguised as tongue-in-cheek humor directed at my child. And my response to that is a resounding," You bet!". Parenting is hard enough. Blowing off steam in healthy ways makes blogging fairly benign in the scope of things. Apparently wishing to dump your... Continue Reading →
My kid's teenage years are kicking my heiney!* I was smarter as a teen than I am as a middle-aged mother of one. Primarily because I kept the eye rolling to a minimum and the simian grunts to a fairly non-existent level. I had to since my mother was handy with her spatulas and my... Continue Reading →
My home aka the place where t.v remotes go to die. They seem to plummet from a high place with unfailing regularity and sadly there's no safety net in sight...sigh. Is there also a subsription model for buying t.v remotes? I guess am averaging a few one every quarter!
Mona Lisa a la Wassily Kandinsky Mona Lisa a la Jamini Roy Mona Lisa a la Salvador Dali Mona Lisa a la Jackson Pollock Mona Lisa a la Edvard Munch Mona Lisa a la Andy Warhol Mona Lisa a la Vincent Van Gogh
Last night I'd asked TO to do one of his usual chores and he did; while holding firmly onto the tv remote. And I, being a person to *never* let a snarky quip pass me by, told him that once he grew up and if he had kids, would have to eventually put the remote... Continue Reading →
A hectic Monday and a car that was clearly feeling Zen.
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 