Blast From the Past

TO is studying psychology in high school. I use the word studying very lightly. The mere thought of studying and revising before exams acts better than a sedative ever could. And while he is reportedly awake, alert and participating in class; he does a very thorough impression of someone suffering from amnesia whenever he's asked... Continue Reading →

Way To Be Literal

Last night my family and I sat down with a gift that TO's going to be giving it to a friend for her birthday. It's a fun game called Pun Intended. The way it works is this- there are flashcards with an image on one side. This image is meant to represent a phrase or... Continue Reading →

Of All The Weird…

TO, who usually looks at venomous creatures and reptiles with cartoon hearts in his eyes, just bellowed for me from one end of the house. This time, it was because a SINGLE.TINY.LITTLE. SPARROW was sitting on the floor, in the middle of our dining room. The sparrow flitted from the floor to the dining table... Continue Reading →

Totally Lost In Translation

The family was playing Pictionary before dinner last night. TO decided to choose the Super Hard mode for generating the challenges. I mention this beforehand so there will be moderately less judging about why I gave the answer I did. TO was furiously drawing scenes of battle etc on the board and I in my... Continue Reading →

Parenting Dichotomies

Someone once told me that there's often sarcasm in my blog posts. It's disguised as tongue-in-cheek humor directed at my child. And my response to that is a resounding," You bet!". Parenting is hard enough. Blowing off steam in healthy ways makes blogging fairly benign in the scope of things. Apparently wishing to dump your... Continue Reading →

Diary Of A Teenager’s Mother

My kid's teenage years are kicking my heiney!* I was smarter as a teen than I am as a middle-aged mother of one. Primarily because I kept the eye rolling to a minimum and the simian grunts to a fairly non-existent level. I had to since my mother was handy with her spatulas and my... Continue Reading →

The Dafuq Bloglet

Last night I'd asked TO to do one of his usual chores and he did; while holding firmly onto the tv remote. And I, being a person to *never* let a snarky quip pass me by, told him that once he grew up and if he had kids, would have to eventually put the remote... Continue Reading →

Dafuq Bloglet#3

Red took us all out to play pickleball last evening and as always kept coaxing me to play something rather than have my nose buried in a book or my Kindle. And I, as always, was lethal on the court. Mercilessly swinging the racket like it was a sword and the ball like an enemy... Continue Reading →

Pet Peeves: Continued

It's been a long time between rants, this one especially. Last time I grumbled about this was three years ago. And while this irritant has raised its annoying head on and off, there are certain days when the peeve gets elevated to a different status: in ALL CAPS, bold, italicised and underlined for good measure!... Continue Reading →

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