How To Talk So Kids Will Listen

This is going into the category of a bloglet viz it'll be brief. There's a book my husband bought me once the brat started pre-primary...it's called How To Talk So Kids Will Listen And Listen So Kids Will Talk. Since the book did not mention anything about how to talk so husbands will listen and stop leaving…

Reblogged:Playing With The Hand You’re Dealt…

Isn't that what it all boils down to in life? It isn't always celebrating the things that go well or in accordance with our plans or even making our peace with the things that don't. It's finally just existing with what IS. Sometimes we are able to do it gracefully and other times it takes a…

Reblogged: Marking Territory

Everywhere I look, I sit the offspring's presence prevails. The jar of Gummybears are usually within hand's reach although with the child-proof caps it's still a bit in our control when we want to hand the bears over. There are clothes clips on the futon, tigers and lions (figures) under the sofa cushions and Play…

Halves&Wholes

People often introduce their spouses as their better halves. Or bitter depending on what time of the day you run into them or during which pet peeve they seem to be exercising; but the fact of the matter is that you do feel like something's missing when someone in your family or your everyday existence…

If.. (A Confession Of Sorts)

If I knew then what I know now I'd have learnt to swim properly and had a physique I wouldn't mind flaunting. If I knew then what I know now I'd have only beanbags or beanbag chairs instead of proper furniture or just have Japanese-inspired seating arrangements. Sounds cryptic? Read this, this, this and this.…

The Uprooted Gypsy

I've categorized myself as a gypsy since long. Not because I have dark, good looks or lots of jet black flowing hair...no sirree! I've moved from one place to another as far back as I can recall. 9 schools. 1 place for graduation and yet another for the Masters. And a job or two along…