Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I run from my kid. It's the truth. After the first hugs and kisses of the morning are done I run and hide; especially during his summer break. He's like a bloodhound. He can always track me down. No matter where I am. SIGH. No loo is secure enough. No pressure cooker whistle is loud... Continue Reading →
When I woke up with a weight on my chest this morning and realized it was my kid’s heel on my sternum, it led to yet another epiphany. Life’s like The Wizard Of Oz (hold the Wonderful). Dealing with kids often morphs us (read me all the way through) into the Wicked Witch of the... Continue Reading →
Let it be noted that if I had to do anything amounting to slightly strenuous physical activity vs being bodily harmed, bodily harm would rule the roost. The most apt description of my gait, run and overall physical movement is quite akin to the drunken hallucination from Dumbo. I kid you not. Red has despaired... Continue Reading →
The offspring has a new love- IPL. He doesn't really get the mechanics of cricket barring people throwing a ball and someone trying to hit it or get out trying. Those are my genes at play so he can't be held responsible. With IPL, the format is perfect for his attention span and it's livelier,... Continue Reading →
I've written earlier about the advent of Alexa in our lives. Red was in the market for good quality speakers and was considering buying Sonos and then suddenly got his head turned by the cute lil dot that now talks to us in a STRONG American accent and frequently gets our song choices wrong because... Continue Reading →
"Quite a few times it's happened that I wrote something but couldn't publish it because my inner crazy lady didn't allow for anything to get sent out unless the requisite tags and categories had been ticked off. While cleaning up the blogging space, I've come across stuff I've left half-written, written but unedited or written... Continue Reading →
A ride in the rains leads to wet clothes and a warm heart!
I've noticed that there's a strange and inexplicable condition that happens to kids, especially mine over the summer holidays. They become deaf, louder, motor movements mimic being like marionettes with their strings cut or like mini Boomerang videos. Polar opposites but somehow they seem to be able to switch between them effortlessly enough. The specific... Continue Reading →
Many kids sleep clutching a teddy bear, plush toys and even a blankie. Mine sleeps with dinosaur figurines under his pillow and a wooden alligator/croc in his arms. God I love that kid when he's sleeping! That's how we roll!
Outside of the ocean and the ocean parks, Vegas and the other Meccas of gambling probably love the word whales as much as little kids do. Of course the meaning differs but the word whale brings a lot of different things to mind depending upon who is saying it and why. Associate a woman with... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 