Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I know the references to Corona-impacted travel have been overdone, but with no clarity in sight about future travels, modes of recreation etc people are harking back to the good old days. Sadly for some of us they were just a few months ago. Check out my posts on my last trip here and here.... Continue Reading →
Any mother will tell you that manipulation is a bedrock of parenting. Sometimes we manipulate the little rugrats and quite a few times they manipulate us successfully and store that away for future reference of what works on the life-givers. This is what works with T.O quite well: If I need him to do something... Continue Reading →
I don't usually write too many serious blog posts. Barring the fact that it reaches an audience that may not be in the mood for something grim and somber; I have a particular audience where I thrash things out to my heart's content (usually). Thankfully some of those people are close-by and I get to... Continue Reading →
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 →
Long post alert. I am no "bleeding-hearts" liberal. Neither am I a "ranting" right-winger. I can like one and dislike the other and vice versa, based on situations. I am no die-hard. Because to do so would be to become absolutes and people are rarely just one thing. The one thing we can count on... 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 →
My father would always point me in the direction of one of our numerous dictionaries whenever I asked him the meaning of any word. And that stuck; looking up the meaning, etymology and whatnot. Ergo Wikipedia and all the wiki pages are like my playground. Can't have too much of it is what my mind... Continue Reading →
