Day 62 | Fingers and Toes

I have always been telling Abbas that he has the cutest fingers in the whole world. His fingers are kind of dwarfish and I find them adorable. Tammu’s fingers are just like his. Tammu has asked me many times if hers are the cutest. Although I appreciate her competitive spirit, I unapologetically burst her bubble saying hers are the second cutest.

Now amidst all this crazy finger compliments, Mannu feels left out. Because she has long fingers just like me. But her toes are unique, just like my Dad’s. I told her that she had the cutest toes in the world and started calling them Ginger toes. She was so happy to be awarded the coveted title of owning Ginger Toes, least did she realise why she was called so. One day, when we went for grocery shopping, she saw ginger there and had a Eureka moment and looked at me with utter disbelief. She said ‘Mumma, do my toes looks like this?! How rude!!’

Cut to today, I made a homemade herbal drink to cure the cold and cough. Tammu had a sip and exclaimed – ‘Did you cut Mannu’s toes and put them in this drink?’ I begged her pardon 5 times because I thought I heard it wrong. Then when she repeated the same question 6th time, we all laughed!

I know, I know, we are one crazy family!!

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Day 61 | Why?

• Is there only 24 hours in a day when you have enough on your plate for another 24 additional houra?

• Is it that I crave for weekends that I spend in my pyjamas without any social commitments?
• Is the menstrual cycle a monthly occurence? It would have been better off as an annual event!! Grrrr
• Do we set expectations that lead to disappointments?
• Is Male sports more popular than the female version of it?

Are we never happy with our own picture? Do we have a different picture of ourselves in our minds?

Do I always fumble for content at the eleventh hour every night to blog about?

Such scattered thoughts!!

 

Day 60 | Weekend is over

Another weekend is over way too soon. Five days of wait for the weekend seems so long and then comes the Friday night, which is the happiest of the entire week. There is something special about this particular evening that celebrates the end of work week and the beginning of the much awaited weekend. But the moment Saturday morning dawns… everything else happens in a flash and we are here on a Sunday night sulking yet again.

We had a great time together today at a friend’s place. There was food, fun and frenzy. We sang, danced, played games, pulled each other’s legs, ate and laughed to heart’s content. It is always wonderful to catch up with loved ones. We all took a dish each and brought back many dishes home. I don’t think I will need to cook for a couple of days.

I feel this post is just random rambling. Sometimes I wonder if it’s really worth doing this daily challenge when I’m writing post for the sake of it. But then if I don’t, I get lost in the rigmarole of routine life and ignore this precious space of mine. So, bear with me if you are still patiently reading my posts and I don’t make sense!!

 

Day 59 | Random Raaga

• I’m reading my third book for this year but for some reason I haven’t even got past the first 50 pages. I need to pull up my socks and get reading

• I cleaned stuff from the guest room today and that leaves with one more room and I should be done. Phew!!

• We have a friends’ get together tomorrow and it’s a potluck lunch. I’m doing the prepwork right now

• I watched two movies while folding laundry today. I’m not too slow at the job but imagine all the stuff that were stored away in the guest bedroom

One of them was a Kannada movie called ‘Naathicharami’ and I am mighty impressed. I just cannot believe that such a progressive movie has come out of the Sandalwood industry. Hats off to the makers and the acting by Sruti Hariharan was beyond amazing

Ending the post with a conversation from Valentine’s Day morning:

Mannu, Abbas and I are already downstairs and going about our usual business getting ready for the weekday ahead of us. Tammu, as always, comes down late and goes to Abbas to give the ritual morning hug.

Tammu: Baba, Good morning and happy valentine’s day!

Then she comes over to me and repeats the same. She then walks over to Mannu and says ‘And the best for the last’ and throws her arms around her twin.

Abbas: What?? Does that mean I am the worst??

 

Day 58 | Egg curry

PS: If you already follow me on Instagram, this is a repetition of what I posted this morning. Sorry!!

When the husband-man graduates from being a dishwasher to chef-in-charge. Some random youtube video, one daughter as the sous chef and other one as the cheerleader and a thousand questions looking for ingredients later – we had this for dinner! For someone raised with the values that household chores are meant for women, Abbas has come a long way to beat the patriarchal norms. We equally do all the chores around the house. I haven’t given himWhen the husband-man graduates from being a dishwasher to chef-in-charge. Some random youtube video, one daughter as the sous chef and other one as the cheerleader and a thousand questions looking for ingredients later – we had this for dinner! For someone raised with the values that household chores are meant for women, Abbas has come a long way to beat the patriarchal norms. We equally do all the chores around the house. I haven’t given him a chance to try his hand at cooking so far coz I love it so much. But yesterday was one of those days when I said ‘Can we eat out today? I feel like eating food cooked by someone else.’ It ended up like this, with me putting my feet up and relaxing while the dinner was being made. I think I should learn to let go sometimes and give him more space in the kitchen 😇 a chance to try his hand at cooking so far coz I love it so much. But yesterday was one of those days when I said ‘Can we eat out today? I feel like eating food cooked by someone else.’ It ended up like this, with me putting my feet up and relaxing while the dinner was being made. I think I should learn to let go sometimes and give him more space in the kitchen 😇

 

Day 57 | On my toes

Oh what a day it was! I had tasks to be done before even reaching office. I had a training scheduled the moment I would step work. Firstly, the school bus was so late that when we reached the bus stop, it had just stated from its source. Luckily today there was another parent with kids waiting for the bus. I did not have to miss my train. I tried connecting my laptop to my phone as a personal hotspot. There were issues. I sent emails which seemed to be stuck. Then I drafted same on my phone outlook and sent. Turned out that I had sent mutliple emails to the same recipients with a few change of words!!

After the training, had a short span of window before the yoga session. But yoga mates were not sure if they could make it. While following up with them, I got a call from my cousin’s husband (Bhavaji) that he was in Sydney with his parents and my aunt. They were going on a tour from tomorrow. He asked if I had some time, we could meet as they will get busy starting tomorrow. I haven’t met this aunt for more than a decade. I quickly went out, brought them some presents, had lunch, got back to desk. I had planned to leave at 3:30 and informed team mates as I also had to attend parent teacher meeting at kids’ school by 6:30.

And guess what, an impromptu meeting comes up between 3 and 4. I left at 4, reached their hotel at 4:30. I was so happy to see them all but my aunty was happier. We hugged and held each other so tight. I stayed there for half an hour, as I had to rush to catch a train between 5:10 and 5:20. Caught a train, then changed at another station. I was relieved that I had made it in time. The train would reach by 6:20 and Abbas would be there at the station to pick me up. We could reach the meeting on time! Or so I thought!!!

But in Sydney, that’s not how it works you see. Man proposes and Sydney Train disposes. When it was only 4 more stations away from my destination, the train terminated with no sign of next train in sight. I reached half an hour late to the station. Abbas had already gone to save the day but I was so annoyed. I felt so helpless and sad that the girls will be upset that their mum couldn’t make it. But they were so cool and supportive. They said that they were happy that I was safe. I just love them!!!

So I have been on my toes all day today!

 

Day 56 | Kon Marie

Plain lazy to type out a post, so sharing pictures of the dresser and wardrobe. It was the result of spending most of my weekend folding clothes as per Kon Marie method. It feels amazing everytime I open the drawers. I have always been folding my laundry neatly even before using this method. But it doesn’t stay that way because the clothes are stacked on top of each other and they fall over too quickly.