Today I have seen misery. I have seen faces full of despair, hopelessness and utter exhaustion. I have also seen people look defeated and rundown and resigned to the vagaries of life. I refer to the crowds outside the waiting rooms of the shopping malls. And specifically to the male of the species who have... Continue Reading →
Frankenstein and Kettle bells
Disclaimer: I have no verifiable knowledge that Frankenstein's Monster ever used kettle bells on those brawny arms of his. However, if he had, it would totally explain why he walked like he had an atomic wedgie going on 24/7! * For the uninitiated am going to add a link here about what an atomic wedgie... Continue Reading →
Retroblog
7 years ago I published this bit of rant (scroll down) on Facebook notes. I was more than halfway into my first year as a mother and the mini muffin was an adorable individual who was just getting into his groove as a tiny human hurricane. The text is all in caps to express my... Continue Reading →
Bedhair: A Quick Look
Have you ever had one of those days when you got up, stumbled to the loo, turned on the light and thought,"Dang! My hair looks awesome!" How'd it get like that? No? Well, that's understandable...the likelihood of bed-hair looking good rather than freakish...well the odds are against it. I can categorize my bedhairiness ranging from... Continue Reading →
Of Deaf Leopards&Animal Scat
I'd overslept this morning and headed out to the gym midday, MLM in tow. Boy! That should have tipped me off exactly what would ensue while driving those measly 4 kms. But by all means, let me wax on and wax off Daniel-San! Sorry, couldn't help the last bit. Watched the original movie after ages and... Continue Reading →
The Non-Pathological Word Salad
Psych 101 introduced me to the notion of a word salad and initially I found it quite an interesting concept while it was still a theory in my books. Then over time I actually witnessed, heard rather, quite a few word salads while I was interning in various places; attempting to become a psychologist. And now,... Continue Reading →
The Malady of Summer Holidays
I've noticed that there's a strange and inexplicable condition that happens to kids, especially mine over the summer holidays. They become deaf, louder, motor movements mimic being like marionettes with their strings cut or like mini Boomerang videos. Polar opposites but somehow they seem to be able to switch between them effortlessly enough. The specific... Continue Reading →
Saturday Bloglet
When your ever-active 7 year-old starts imitating Woody Woodpecker's laugh before the caffeine has infiltrated your bloodstream and you think he sounds like a cross between a constipated horse and a psychotic clown.
A Few Words From A SAHM
I am a SAHM. I like writing the abbreviation rather than typing out the whole shebang viz Stay At Home Mom. And I think quite a bit of time and effort is being spent on Mira Rajput and her choice of words regarding her own daughter. I suppose if I wanted to, I could extrapolate, that... Continue Reading →
Gym Diaries: Jelly Arms & Pokey Things
This Thursday my trainer started me out on a slightly ramped up routine. Either that means that YAY! my stamina is increasing or that I really need as much help as I can! Am sure it's a good blend of both because I do find it easier to get back into a groove without getting... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 