I have experience firsthand with only one child and that’s not counting the immature people in my life who refuse to grow up. I have one child. ONE. TO. But he might as well be part of a set of triplets the way he acts at times. One minute loving, sweet and the cutest kid … More It’s A Hard Knock Life!
I write a LOT about parenting. Usually in states of bewilderment or gripes because while it’s a beautiful thing to experience (NOT) it is REPLETE with pitfalls, second-guessing oneself and for me: a usually irresistible urge to flip someone off. I know plenty of people who have kids and extol the experience to the heavens … More Parenting Chronicles- Part 1,2…Oh Screw It!
After a slightly longer than usual week where TO tested positive and then negative for Covid; we are back to enjoying family time around the dining table. And it feels great! It’s lovely hearing him prattle along where I can share those amused side-eye glances with Red instead of the three of us being in … More Breakfast Conversations On A Sunday
This morning I was startled awake by a different kind of ringing sound that am not used to hearing. I jumped out of bed trying to locate it when the lit screen of the iPad alerted me to an incoming FaceTime call. I rushed over to see an unknown US number and connected the call … More The Problem Of Plenty-Part Deux
I have a couple of pet peeves that I have carefully nurtured over the years; hence the word pet. Here they are in no particular order: Wet towels– thanks to Red and TO for making this a near constant in the household. Anyone touching my bed will think a chronic bedwetter lives here. Over time … More Pet Peeves
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 … More The Bad-Isms
This morning started off as most mornings do these days…quietly. Spoke to the bestie who’s doing her own lockdown in a different continent and waited for the calm of the morning to be broken once TO got up. And it did. Excuse the segue here but I fail to understand how people can say “bachchey … More Cabin Fever Blog#2
Dear God in Heaven, Oh! how I tried. I tried to grin and bear it but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t stand another second of it. The agony. The utter and complete lack of anything remotely humane. It was just too much…I just couldn’t watch Sharknado 6. If only Kurtz knew about the Syfy Channel…he’d … More I Tried…
One massive problem I face about having kids is that you need to filter, moderate, exercise judgement before speaking. It’s not enough that your flesh and blood can get under your skin enough to make you throw a hissy fit at the ripe old age of 40 but they bring out the big guns- obstinance … More Pain In The Donkey
The word ‘turbulent’ here refers to the frame of mind of the parents of tweens and not the tweens themselves. Honestly, I can even begin to take a gander at what these self-involved little hoomans are thinking, with half their brains trying to not give into the sociopathy that kids seem to have a blueprint … More Turbulent Tweens
