There Are Lines…

Indeed there are. There are fine lines too, the ones which aren’t demarcated with thick, bold colors-whether actual or virtual and then there are the F-I-N-E lines. Whatever be their shape or width;you generally don’t cross them. The deal with the lines is this, it denotes the start of something that may or may not…

Rants’R’Us

After all the kicking, screaming, banging pots&pans (all my doing), the offspring falls asleep while on his 5th timeout of the day. There has to be a non-lunatic side to parenting. I’ve yet to discover it though 😦