Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Note: The author knows that women put up with the vagaries of the hoomans they live with whether they are working inside the home or outside of it but it does seem a little tougher to escape said hoomans when you're chiefly inside the home. You either have to buy a ticket to the tropics (minus... Continue Reading →
I live with two people who want me in their space but refuse to let me breathe the way I want to. I like the windows open with loads of fresh air coming in. TO wants the inside of a freezer all around him and greedily watches the AC to see when it'll be turned... Continue Reading →
Good friends not only listen to you when you need to vent, go shopping with you, they also recommend books that make you laugh till you cry and till your offspring is rolling on the floor, clutching his stomach saying "Stop, stop..I'm going to barf if I keep laughing!" Got introduced to this series by... Continue Reading →
We're visiting my folks during TO's summer break. It's tradition. It's also H-O-T and H-U-M-I-D and we're in one of the two rooms that has aircon ergo limited choices about where I crash at night. Now we have a biggish bed for our use and it comes in handy because I play musical bed-sides atleast... Continue Reading →
There are few things people won't do for the sake of their children. Sitting through this movie falls in that category because this is a film that shouldn't have been made, IMHO. It's hackneyed and the special effects not quite so special barring in a few instances and the power of good over evil is... Continue Reading →
Landed in the motherland. Greeted by warm, wet air instead of the arid breezes of the homeland. Before long a storm arose, the lights went out and 3 slightly giddy women of differing ages danced in the rain with lightning crashing almost overhead. Very primal. Drying off by the candlelight where giant shadows danced on... Continue Reading →
Note: This is hardly an original title but extremely apt nonetheless, especially for this particular post. Somehow this post was particularly difficult to write. The words didn't flow the way they usually do and I've made more revisions than I've ever done before, left it cooling on the rack as it were till I decided... Continue Reading →
It's not just in rehab that one prays for serenity. Or even on Seinfeld. Parents frequently pray, atheists and all, for deliverance or the ability to bear with those who we do not understand and want to spank the butts of. This conversation took place just 5 minutes ago: TO storming into my room, "HEY... Continue Reading →
A few years ago I was sitting with a bunch of gal pals on a gals' weekend away and we were talking about how our lives are. Essentially the "why" of needing to 'get away from it all'. One of them said (with a sigh) that mornings were quite hectic because: a) the milkman would... Continue Reading →
I have an almost-10 year old. He's lazy like his father and me. We aren't the gung ho types who jump to it and proactively clean and get shit done. We get to it when we can't find things and usually at the last minute. Sort of defeats the purpose of being a housewife I... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 