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A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
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 →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
Parenting often comes down to reaching agreements with your offspring in order for lessons to be learnt, set and accepted patterns of behavior to be established and also for those invisible lines to be drawn that help kids know crossing which ones will make the parents go medieval on them. Image courtesy Henry Hustava@UnsplashWhen TO... Continue Reading →
Brian Gordon...redefining the reasons we sometimes want to flip our kids off! Note: all images are sourced from the book Fowl Language: Winging It: The Art of Imperfect Parenting by Brian Gordon.
Some people have trouble being cooped up. Even if it isn't in a tiny space and even if they don't suffer from claustrophobia. Take my kid for example...sitting still is a challenge. He'd rather be running his mouth and legs off all at once and flit between shadowing bowling, getting jiggy with it and talking... Continue Reading →
It's a longish title I admit but sometimes you have such a doozy of a week that you just need to get it out of your system and can't be bothered by the aesthetics of formatting or "optimum" title lengths. Apparently blogging tip#1 is that one needs to keep the title 'short and punchy' to... Continue Reading →
