Messing with Mother Nature

This weeks fruit pick....
Oranges, bana-na-nas and strawberries.

I opened the box of s'berries and found this...laid on top...


Butterfly strawberry... :)

Reminded me of these Budha shaped pears that I read about sometime back.

Makes me wonder... why do we mess with Mother nature?


What next... genetically engineered babies?
My eyes... my hair... my brains... but NOT my nose :)

Aaaja Nachle!

That time of the year... Rehwa's dance recital, at the Tamil New Year celebs.
4th year this year...

and the song my wise and intelligent GFs have picked...

The Grrrr song!

so choreography starts today... yippee!
i enjoy this... practice / costume pick..blah blah!

EEE!

One liners!

"It's POSSIBLE to find god, but IMPOSSIBLE to find a hidden camera." ---- Swami Nithyananda

Grrr

If there is ONE thing, I can eradicate in this world, it would be a child's cough!

Last night... was horrible. Rynu coughed all night thru'

G-O-D... are you listening?!

Zumba R O C K S!

Ditch the work out..join the party!
thatz Zumba's tag line
and boy! do they deliver?!

fun fun fun... and the BEST part?
1 hr of zumba burns 500 - 700 cals! woo-hoo!

Even 90 mins of Bikram Yoga in a 120 deg heated room... doesn't burn half that much.

The instructor at my last class...played PCD's Jai Ho. It was just WAAAY cool... my excitement soared!!! Jai Ho has been my ring tone the last 6+ months.
Don't miss the lonely DORK in this video!

so ya..
Zumba. my new passion... obsession... my new love :)

DELL fell down and cracked his crown!

My three+ year old son...
where do I start?

The last 5+ months staying home has gotten him more attached to me than before. He ends up spending 90% of his time with me and Rave... my girl.

His fave song is such a girly song from 'Wonder pets' n goes like this....
"I'm a buzzy buzzy bee... I get the nectar from the flowers...pretty pretty flowers..."
His fave tv shows are Dora, Ni-hao Kai Lan...

I worry his tastes are totally gay. EEE!
while whining to my sis about it, she suggested I do more boy stuff with him.

So last morning...
Rynu brings a baseball to me and says 'letz play catch mommy'
I have this brilliant ta-da moment...
I say 'lets play football (with a baseball) instead!'

and the two of us are having so much fun... kicking the unbalanced ball all over the family room. I make 2 straight goals and he gets so mad at me... while i was rubbing it in by doing the victory dance, he grabbed the closest thing n flung it...
*whizz... smash... crack!*
the flying can of sunscreen hit my open laptop screen!

uh-ohhh...........!!!!

thankfully... the dell is under a year old and still under warranty.
whatz more... dell will send a dork home to fix the thing... for 50 bucks.
and YES... i opted for extending the warranty. :)

so rite now my laptop is not mobile n stuck in front of the home PCs monitor.

Moral of the story..rory?
DON'T play football... with a baseball ;)

Aaa bail... mujhe maar!

I did the most stoofid thing today. Well not THE most... but its close to being there.. on my top 10 list of stoofid things.

Dropped Ryan off at school at 9 am... rushed to my Doc apt... was late by 7 minutes and someone else got my 9:15 apt. Cooled my heels... saw the doc at 950. got out at 10:15...rushed to the gym. Got in at 1030 n worked out till 11am.
Remembered I had to get milk... so stopped at the grocery store. Got 2 gallons of milk and a couple bags of other stuff n was rushing out.

Was 11:15 already. School lets out at 11:25.
Juggling the bags, 2 gallons of milk, my pocket book AND my keys... I walked up to the van.
Reach the passenger side door.. to load in the groceries... even before i click the open button on my key I see the locks are up.

Thinking i forgot to lock the van before I went into the store... i open the door.
I literally JUMP out my skin.
therez this GUY... sitting in my van...that too in the drivers seat!!!!!

'Who the *%&^ are you?' i ask...

he just is sitting there with a stoofid grin on his face!!!!
he says 'it's ok...'
In the split seconds that follow... so many thots run thru my pea sized brain.
I left the doors unlocked n this guy got in... and was waiting inside to keep my van from being stolen.
*in hindsight... DUH DUHH...triple DUHHHHHHHHHHHHH*

i say 'I'm sorry...'
the stranger repeats 'it's ok...'
i was looking at the dash board..to look for familiar chachka's that I have set up in my van.
zilch... but it all looks SO familiar... !

i am apologizing profusely by now... even while not realizing what was going on.
he goes.. 'it's ok...'

n THEN it hits me. a whole minute later...
WRONG van!
*duh!* or did i say that already?!!!

i found MY van parked... in the same spot... only it was one aisle away.

load my stuff in and drive off... SO EMBARRASSED!!
embarrassed that i swore at a TOTAL stranger... for my inattentiveness!

a whole 10 minutes later.. i realize how funny the situation was .. and was doubled up laffing...so hard!

what was even more funny was ...
the stranger in the van with the silly grin on his face...was a Desi guy.
a B- version of Shahid Kapoor looks-wise... EEE!
who didn't have the presence of mind to tell me...
'Hey stranger.. back it off...this here... is my van!'

lol!

Time Travel

9 years since Dec 16, 2000.

Shez gone and so is her pain. but she left us... with broken hearts.

whatz strange when I think back to the short year she lived after diagnosis is...

the pain was worse... the day the biopsy came back +ve for Ewing's Sarcoma.... than the day she passed.

more gut wrenching it was... to see her bald head the first time, with an iv running up her arm, laid up in a white hospital bed undergoing chemoT... than seeing her fast asleep with a smile on her lips... that last day.

heart breaking it was... to see her cry and cry and cry inconsolably, to leave for the hospital that one last time to never return home... than it was when she was lowered into her final resting place.

if my pain is so palpable now, after 9 long years... what are my sis and bil feeling?
i doubt... they will ever recover.

Nannu...
born 3/3/1991 - turned angel 12/16/2000
9 yrs 9 months and 12 days. a precious precious lill girl's short life.

Nannu...
today you fly with angels... but will always remain in my heart.
love you darling.

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VTV

After hearing my pals ooh n aah'in over the songs for months now...n getting emailed 'Hosana...' multiple times.... and then reading rave reviews the last one week on fb n blogs...and oh! Trisha is so beaauttifffulll ... i caught the flick on line.

2 words.... Fully falthu!

Jesse... a girl who has the frikkin spunk to say 'no way' n walk out of her wedding... has no frikkin spunk to stand up to her Dad when he threatens 'over my dead body'? How messed up is that?

Karthik... a boy...who hauls his butt to Allepy... then from Goa, his first on site job... to rush to her n hear her say...
'its over!...
why did you chase after me...
why did you kiss me...
I told you no.. it won't work...'

jerk! jerk! jerk! why is she messing with him?
wtf do you start sth you know you can't frikkin finish?! Jeezzz!

and the songs.... endless... at the drop of a hat...they break into notes.

the one scene that touched my heart was... the Central park scene n dialogues.
n Simbu... my first watch of his. must say.. calm...restrained performance n nice sulky, mournful voice to match :)

all said and done... its a movie for 20 something year olds... who probably identify with one or two scenes / heart break... from the freak show.

just not my cuppa T(risha)...read * T R A S H *

Carpe diem!

what a wonderful bright n sunny day! Am in a skinny t and size 4 jeans!
Effect of 1 month of gyming and I have lost 1/2"!
woo-hoo!!!

Is it the effect of the endorphins... or is it the warm sunshine?????
whatever it is... i am SO happy today!

Sitting cooling my heals at the Honda service ctr the last hour isn't annoying the crap outta me one bit either..!

Man!!! i HATE old man winter! HTF did i land up in a cold place like the NE of USA?! fuck! fuck ...fuck! ^%%&^&(

I was born in Ooty... n i remember dreading the tri-yearly visits back to Mom's home town... only coz i hated the cold so!

kahan se... kahan aa paunche hum... paise ke peeche bhagke bhagke?!
even sunshine... what i took for granted back home... is a rare commodity here :(

i am ranting... ain't i?
brrr....shake it off... n letz just 'seize the day' now!
Carpe diem!