This is a result of volcano of
irritations that has erupted after the two years of blogging. While my grumpy-cranky self could severely
upset some bloggers, continue reading at your own risk. You have been warned.
Blogger Confusions, Confessions, Ramblings, and Rants
toothpick and paper on cake
Last year one day a friend called me up to come along for a casual lunch to celebrate an Aunt's 60th birthday. I had two hours on hand. I wondered if I should cook something, but chose to bake an eggless vanilla cake real quick. With no time for frosting, I just printed out a "Happy Birthday Aunty!" in a hurry, stuck the paper on a toothpick with tape, and inserted it into the cake when I reached there.
8 August 2012 |
note on dishwasher
Me sticking notes around the apartment for Alok is not a new thing for me and for him.
But last night I stuck the 'not washed' note on dishwasher in case this morning Alok wakes up before I do, and pulls out the cup and bowl from dishwasher for his milk-and-cereals-breakfast.
After a troubled sleep I did wake up late, just after he left for work. And when I went into the kitchen, this is what I saw ... his response in blue: 'toh nachu kya?' [translate: so should I dance?]
I am married to a crazy yet funny man.
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But last night I stuck the 'not washed' note on dishwasher in case this morning Alok wakes up before I do, and pulls out the cup and bowl from dishwasher for his milk-and-cereals-breakfast.
After a troubled sleep I did wake up late, just after he left for work. And when I went into the kitchen, this is what I saw ... his response in blue: 'toh nachu kya?' [translate: so should I dance?]
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Mother's Day
Hosted a surprise birthday party for Alok last evening after three days of cooking, planning, preparations, and keeping it a secret - along with three great friends that helped me with shopping, arrangements, serving, and cleaning up yesterday. But today, each inch of my muscle and body is aching so much, that even paracetamol will feel a pain going down my throat.
pinterest panic
Addiction is not a good thing, they said. And it is true.
One day suddenly the Pinterest website started acting strange on my computer. I panicked and sent the Pinterest Support an email:
One day suddenly the Pinterest website started acting strange on my computer. I panicked and sent the Pinterest Support an email:
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dadaji checked out my blog!
My Dadaji is too cute. He checked out my blog and sent me the sweetest e-mail ever.
I MUST tell him how there are SO many talented and creative bloggers, better story-tellers, better writers, better photographers, and better designed blogs out there!
For now, I will be happy with how he feels about me :-)
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I MUST tell him how there are SO many talented and creative bloggers, better story-tellers, better writers, better photographers, and better designed blogs out there!
For now, I will be happy with how he feels about me :-)
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email from dadaji
Few days back, I woke up to a short and sweet surprise email from my Dadaji (grandfather):
You know what is better than having a family that loves you, a family that believes in you, and a family that takes pride in you? NOTHING!
There couldn't be a better start to my day!
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You know what is better than having a family that loves you, a family that believes in you, and a family that takes pride in you? NOTHING!
There couldn't be a better start to my day!
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dreams at night
I dream a lot. EVERY NIGHT. I have not slept peacefully in years.
Some dreams I remember in the morning, so I have decided to write my dreams to see if there is any interpretation or any pattern. Or if the dreams makes any sense at all related to my real life.
April 30: This morning when I woke up, I realized I had a painful dream about camels and snakes. People on the field had to run away from the wild camels that came to attack, and then from the white snakes flying ahead. And no matter which door I opened to find an exit and save my life, the camels could break the walls and door and enter too.
Feb 13: I saw lizards, lizards that could fly. Four of them flew and landed on a tiny swing hanging from the ceiling. They were swinging and they were wiggly. And I trembled, in my dream and I believe in reality too. What does this dream mean?!
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Some dreams I remember in the morning, so I have decided to write my dreams to see if there is any interpretation or any pattern. Or if the dreams makes any sense at all related to my real life.
April 30: This morning when I woke up, I realized I had a painful dream about camels and snakes. People on the field had to run away from the wild camels that came to attack, and then from the white snakes flying ahead. And no matter which door I opened to find an exit and save my life, the camels could break the walls and door and enter too.
Feb 13: I saw lizards, lizards that could fly. Four of them flew and landed on a tiny swing hanging from the ceiling. They were swinging and they were wiggly. And I trembled, in my dream and I believe in reality too. What does this dream mean?!
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