I am a linguistic snob. I was educated (read thrashed into proper pronunciation+enunciation) by my teachers; majority of them who were Anglophiles or were brought up to regard Wren&Martin at par with their particular religious canons. And while I'm not always right, am not usually too off the mark. This morning over breakfast, I mentioned... Continue Reading →
TO was working on a music assignment for school where he kept sharing bits and pieces of Western Classical music with me and saying what it felt like for him. Then came the zinger- "Ayu this guy Bitch makes good music!" and he showed me the laptop screen which had this- https://www.youtube.com/embed/KW4ooLi1yxE Luke 23:34!
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 →
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 →
"You don't want your shark wearing Spandex, baby!"...words I never thought I'd find myself saying. Yikes.
Many, many years ago two girls were running late for a class with a rather strict teacher. The saving grace was that this teacher was a very good one so her snark and barbs didn't always wound. But she valued punctuality and that's one thing college students are notorious good at being bad in.It was... Continue Reading →
Music. Pretty much of all types but I have particular songs earmarked for particular situations or moods rather. There's a specific song for decompressing. The main reason this song became the anthem for situations where the walls seem to be closing in is because of its lyrics. It's beyond ridiculous. Utterly ludicrous. And that's the... Continue Reading →
TO and I started 2020's fun segment off with a mother&son movie date. That nachos and cheese popcorn were a part of it goes without saying. And that the dust from the nachos and the cheese from the popcorn don't go without a hard scrubbing; goes without saying also. Now, onto the movie! A lone... Continue Reading →
So TO is a cricket buff. Am not. He has good hand-eye co-ordination. I don't. He's more like Red in this regard. Thank goodness. This was our talk today- Me: " Kane Williamson...ummm hmmm...hello there!". TO: "He's OLD Ayu!". Me: " He's waaay younger than me baby!" TO: YOU. ARE. OLD. AYU" After that bit... Continue Reading →