Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
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 →
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 →
It's quite fitting that this particular post is centered around keeping calm and doing something; especially now. There has been turmoil in the world for a while now and it's recently come to our doorstep. Never a good thing even when we are sitting comfortably far away from the where the danger actually lies. But... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
I first colored my hair while in the fag end of my 30s. It wasn't to cover up the greys (which am convinced are a sum total of the number of years I've been married and how old TO is) but to see if a different color was my thing. It was. And while my... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 