Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
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 →
This year too, seems to have flown by. We've had all sorts of experiences by turn- happy, sad, meh and pretty much all the emojis have had a chance to be centerstage...even the poopy one. And oh the realizations! I can honestly say it's been chockfull of everything and then some. We've grown a bit... 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 →
The word solitude often conjures up images and notions of being lonely and morose but that's far from the truth. The word is derived from the Latin word 'solus' meaning alone but as many of us have discovered, alone does not necessarily equal being lonely. Our lives, even the ones orchestrated and managed by us,... 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 →
In the world that Marie Kondo rules (in a manner of speaking), decluttering isn't merely something to be done; it can become a family activity of sorts while setting you free. Free from disarray, free from decisions about what goes where and why and ultimately free to move around your own space and feel good.... Continue Reading →
I pun, or attempt to, at the best and worst of times. It's not listed as an official coping mechanism but it is one I employ along with snark, sarcasm and tongue-in-cheek humor. This disclaimer is being given because I will be speaking about our family car and how it's gone its merry way, away... Continue Reading →
The car mats have got pretty dirty and I wanted to wash them out before we stepped out next. It's a simple task actually...use a hand shower or a forceful spray to get the initial layer of dirt and dust off, sprinkle a bit of detergent on the mats, let them soak for a few... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 