Rave: Mom... here's an eye lash.
Me: Go on make a wish...and blow it off
Rave: Nah! I don't believe in it.
Me: Oh! Why not?
Rave: Wishes don't come true... the last time i did... it didn't happen.
Me: :(
* can't beat THAT logic! but my girl.. just 7 and is she cynical already in life? *
Ryan n me... having breakfast.
Me: Uh-oh *I spill a whole bowl of Rynu's food down*
Rynu: Mommy.... put yourself in timeout..!
Me: haha!
*cleaned up n sat the mandatory 3 mins (well i cant sit it out 'my age in minutes') on the naughty step*
Friday, January 29, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Student of the month
Ya! My girl got awarded that, today at school. It was for 'working well with others.'
it got me thinking... on how defined are we?
by our genes... by the role parents play in our life.
My Mom....
a place for everything and everything in its place. perfectionist...that's her.
I was raised by her mostly. She was the go-to person all my school years. home work, good food, kisses for bu-bu's, hurt ego... I can't remember a single day that she wasn't home when i got back from school. my world revolved around her.
No slacking with her! education was prime... grades had to be up... homework had to be done... no tests could be flunked.
My Dad...
pretty laid back... easy going. total procrastinator. took life as it came by. no major ambitions. easily satisfied. never asked anything of anybody. Didn't really play a role in my life...atleast i thot that. until i became parent.
he never said no... to driving me or my siblings to and fro from school / friends homes. funny... when i go home..he still drives me around.
Me...
a total combo of the 2.
my kids... are showing so many of these character traits.
mini-me-in-the-making?! Yikes! :)
it got me thinking... on how defined are we?
by our genes... by the role parents play in our life.
My Mom....
a place for everything and everything in its place. perfectionist...that's her.
I was raised by her mostly. She was the go-to person all my school years. home work, good food, kisses for bu-bu's, hurt ego... I can't remember a single day that she wasn't home when i got back from school. my world revolved around her.
No slacking with her! education was prime... grades had to be up... homework had to be done... no tests could be flunked.
My Dad...
pretty laid back... easy going. total procrastinator. took life as it came by. no major ambitions. easily satisfied. never asked anything of anybody. Didn't really play a role in my life...atleast i thot that. until i became parent.
he never said no... to driving me or my siblings to and fro from school / friends homes. funny... when i go home..he still drives me around.
Me...
a total combo of the 2.
my kids... are showing so many of these character traits.
mini-me-in-the-making?! Yikes! :)
Monday, January 11, 2010
i'm excited today!
Tnx to Soin one of my readers, I stumbled upon Blog-a-ton
YAAA! I'm competing... amidst some 41 entries.
and i submitted this post of mine... Walk the talk... Who me?
voting closes Jan 15th, 19:00 hrs IST.
while winning will be great... i am excited that my fellow bloggers and competitors @ blog-a-ton are reading me.
whatz more... they are sweet enough to leave their comments.
tnx all.
i am excited!
YAAA! I'm competing... amidst some 41 entries.
and i submitted this post of mine... Walk the talk... Who me?
voting closes Jan 15th, 19:00 hrs IST.
while winning will be great... i am excited that my fellow bloggers and competitors @ blog-a-ton are reading me.
whatz more... they are sweet enough to leave their comments.
tnx all.
i am excited!
Friday, January 8, 2010
all in good time...
a GF of mine is preggers with her second baby, due sometime in march '10 I think.
a lill background on my GF...
She & her hubs were married 7+ yrs with no luck getting preg...
and the 2 of them love love love kids! at every social gathering you would see them holding one of the lill ones / playing with the older kids.
When Rynu was little, they have held him many a time so i got a chance to sit down n enjoy a meal in peace.
*for which i am thankful for*
many failed medical treatments to get preggers and AI finally kicked in.
A sweet lill boy arrived Feb 28 of the last leap yr that passed.
when i saw the lill one that first time, i was like... lucky baby! is gonna have such doting parents.
its funny...over the last 2 years, i see the 2 of 'em and cant help but notice how freakin stressed out they look. its like they cant handle their baby boy AT ALL.
a lill over a year later, she discovers shez preggers again. This time... no medical intervention, was totally unplanned... and a COMPLETE surprise!
My GF's and I are planning a baby shower for her on the 17th. in the last week, back n forth a 100 emails have gone by. Jeez! you'd think we are organizing a wedding!
anyways...i digress...
it got me thinking... on time slots.
back home in India... there is this social pressure
early to mid 20's - time to get hitched
mid 20's to 30's - breed babies before good old age (of 30's) sets in.
*read 'babies' - as 'a baby' sure is not good enough*
30 to 40's - Home ownership is the prime goal of every family.
You do all of the above... and you have 'arrived' in life!
marriage... kids... own home.... pure social pressures them all.
Does it really make one happy...?
a marriage... to a person who isn't your soul mate...is only a bondage
a child...most of us love 'em... doesn't really translate for all into being able to raise / handle a baby
a house... built with bricks n money. Turns into 'home' only when built on love.
Do we even think... before we venture into vesting our emotions *read 'life'* into the 3?
a lill background on my GF...
She & her hubs were married 7+ yrs with no luck getting preg...
and the 2 of them love love love kids! at every social gathering you would see them holding one of the lill ones / playing with the older kids.
When Rynu was little, they have held him many a time so i got a chance to sit down n enjoy a meal in peace.
*for which i am thankful for*
many failed medical treatments to get preggers and AI finally kicked in.
A sweet lill boy arrived Feb 28 of the last leap yr that passed.
when i saw the lill one that first time, i was like... lucky baby! is gonna have such doting parents.
its funny...over the last 2 years, i see the 2 of 'em and cant help but notice how freakin stressed out they look. its like they cant handle their baby boy AT ALL.
a lill over a year later, she discovers shez preggers again. This time... no medical intervention, was totally unplanned... and a COMPLETE surprise!
My GF's and I are planning a baby shower for her on the 17th. in the last week, back n forth a 100 emails have gone by. Jeez! you'd think we are organizing a wedding!
anyways...i digress...
it got me thinking... on time slots.
back home in India... there is this social pressure
early to mid 20's - time to get hitched
mid 20's to 30's - breed babies before good old age (of 30's) sets in.
*read 'babies' - as 'a baby' sure is not good enough*
30 to 40's - Home ownership is the prime goal of every family.
You do all of the above... and you have 'arrived' in life!
marriage... kids... own home.... pure social pressures them all.
Does it really make one happy...?
a marriage... to a person who isn't your soul mate...is only a bondage
a child...most of us love 'em... doesn't really translate for all into being able to raise / handle a baby
a house... built with bricks n money. Turns into 'home' only when built on love.
Do we even think... before we venture into vesting our emotions *read 'life'* into the 3?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sales pitch
Being in-between jobs ain't much fun. Especially when you've worked the last 12 years with no break in between.
With analyst/developer jobs rare n far in-between, I was desperate enough to answer a call for a sales position with aflac. My chat with the regional mgr for CT was scheduled for this am.
8 am: Getting dressed...
black n white blouse, black skirt, black blazer, black knee hi-boots.
*my eyes wandered to my jeans n t's... my regular developer / desk job garb*
hm... i've lost wt... my clothes don't fit as well as they used to a year (maybe more) back. has it been that long??? since i wore formals...!
I'm excited and therez spring n confidence in my step.
I walk in and am greeted by this guy... with fake stamped ALL over his smile.
Small talk done... the big talk begins.
He takes the predictable route around the barnyard... how he was makin a 100k at 20 yrs...selling ad space for the yellow pages.. and how his pal at aflac was making 50k. n how over the next 3 years his pal went on to making half a mil while he was still stuck at 100k. he talks of taking vacations at exotic locales at fine hotels... n the whole 9 yards.
* i hate it...when money is talked of first*
he stops long enough to ask me... if making calls and fixing appointments was sth i could see myself doing?
I think of how I have gone half insane staying home the last coupla months, n i hear myself say 'i can...'
more talk... more selling... some big numbers thrown in...more fake smiles... coupla ?s from me... and its done.
What next? I say I will think about it and email you. I walk away.
in the half hour drive back home... i realize...
making a sales pitch ... ain't my thing. :(
With analyst/developer jobs rare n far in-between, I was desperate enough to answer a call for a sales position with aflac. My chat with the regional mgr for CT was scheduled for this am.
8 am: Getting dressed...
black n white blouse, black skirt, black blazer, black knee hi-boots.
*my eyes wandered to my jeans n t's... my regular developer / desk job garb*
hm... i've lost wt... my clothes don't fit as well as they used to a year (maybe more) back. has it been that long??? since i wore formals...!
I'm excited and therez spring n confidence in my step.
I walk in and am greeted by this guy... with fake stamped ALL over his smile.
Small talk done... the big talk begins.
He takes the predictable route around the barnyard... how he was makin a 100k at 20 yrs...selling ad space for the yellow pages.. and how his pal at aflac was making 50k. n how over the next 3 years his pal went on to making half a mil while he was still stuck at 100k. he talks of taking vacations at exotic locales at fine hotels... n the whole 9 yards.
* i hate it...when money is talked of first*
he stops long enough to ask me... if making calls and fixing appointments was sth i could see myself doing?
I think of how I have gone half insane staying home the last coupla months, n i hear myself say 'i can...'
more talk... more selling... some big numbers thrown in...more fake smiles... coupla ?s from me... and its done.
What next? I say I will think about it and email you. I walk away.
in the half hour drive back home... i realize...
making a sales pitch ... ain't my thing. :(
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Just kiding...more
Rynu: Mommy... i covered something in the living room.
Me: What did you cover Rynu?
Rynu: Sth big and long...
Me: Is it Rags?
Rynu: hihihi!
*Rags... our house guest, was asleep on the couch...and is 6'+ *
Rave watchin TV show, Olivia...
Olivia: Rule of Life #52 If your mom is having a baby and she asks you whether you want a brother or a sister, that does not mean you're really going to get the kind you ask for.
Rave: I already know that Olivia!
*lol...loving the 7 yr old's snarks!*
Me: What did you cover Rynu?
Rynu: Sth big and long...
Me: Is it Rags?
Rynu: hihihi!
*Rags... our house guest, was asleep on the couch...and is 6'+ *
Rave watchin TV show, Olivia...
Olivia: Rule of Life #52 If your mom is having a baby and she asks you whether you want a brother or a sister, that does not mean you're really going to get the kind you ask for.
Rave: I already know that Olivia!
*lol...loving the 7 yr old's snarks!*
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