My son's favored form of worship.
My son's favored form of worship.
When I Turned Into A Princess…
And by that I don't mean the Snow Whitey kinds with bluebirds chirping all around me. I mean the Princess Vespa-kinds from Spaceballs. Take a look- So these are the times when I caught myself thinking of certain things and then doing a mental doubletake. While washing the dishes in the utility area today the... Continue Reading →
Happiness Is A Hot Towel
Doesn't make sense? Or oddly enough, it totally does? Whatever be the case this is the story behind it. My sister from her own parents and I met in college 21 years ago and since then had made countless plans to go travelling together. Over the years, decades really, we have visited each other many... Continue Reading →
The Gift
My husband isn't a person who does a lot of things by himself for others. He doesn't give "of" himself consistently unless it's for his son. For TO this man does everything I expect and then some. But neither does he wait around for others to 'do unto him'. He takes what comes his way,... Continue Reading →
Pet Peeves Maketh The Person
I almost wrote "maketh the man" and then reminded myself of gender neutrality (another pet peeve of mine) and changed it to "person". Anyone following my blog of late would have wondered if they'd landed on the same person's site or not because I've gone slightly berserk with my template changes. And that's the super-duper... Continue Reading →
The Therapy Behind The Retail
I can squeeze every last drop of therapy from retail therapy. Especially the online kind. Here's why it's fairly harmless and here are its benefits (and this is a prime example of Freud's rationalization) : If we really wanted to buy things, we'd go physically instead of cozying up with the laptop or some annoying... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 