Sin 6 - Sloth

Being Lazy is a sin..... Period.

I am not particularly lazy but given a choice between Law & Order (all the series) & any other activity that requires physical activity, go figure what I'd pick.

It's not really that bad you know, I do like a clean house, a warm kitchen & a great work out but every now & then (Now more than then) I like my time off.

I love it when Lil boy is zzz & I have the laptop to myself, watching thrillers & beating myself up for not becoming a forensic detective.

So, my theory is that Sloth or Laziness or apathy to activity is not a sin, oh no no nooooooo.
On the contrary, it rejuvenates one's body, mind & soul for the upcoming bulletin.

Be it a (pleasant smelling) cinnamon spill or a (stinky) burp that becomes a full fledged (nasty unbearable yet got to clean) retch.

The package

Just the other Sunday morning, I cleaned up the entire house...really super cleaned it before B & little boy could get back from the park.
Then the day continued with not many messy incidents!

Later while his noon nap, I was talking about the week to come, B was wallowing for the weekend went zoom (& I rolled my eyes) and when I walked into the kitchen to make tea, my feet felt dirty, the floor sticky.

I then realize I've had this sticky feel almost everyday, despite all the brooming & mopping.
I ask B, "Hey...feel the floor, is it sticky?"
He looks at me deep & long, makes that face where he's seriously thinking & says "But the house is so clean"
Me :"Oh God, B I will not pounce, tell me is it?"
B   :"Ok, I've felt this stickiness for a while now....no idea what it is"
Me :"I know, I have tried 3 different mops"

Both : "???????????"

Both : "Sunny"

Ah yes, a child comes with this HUMUNGOUS package....messy, sticky floor is just one of the perks we have come to terms with.

To pose is not my thing!

Almost every other day, I try to record precious or silly moments of my lil monster so we can cherish or maybe even win $10,000 on AFV :-p and put aside some for his future (you know for therapy, for being raised by ME) and I of course try to put my face in there sometimes ;-)

But the problem here is I want me to look good, I mean ravishing hair, ravishing skin and body, ravishing clothes so it's easy to say this is an impossible task!

On the other hand, if I do manage to qualify for all the ravishingness I impose upon my "Crappy dressed unless needed otherwise" self, I am so obsessed with my ravishing (last time I promise)
looks that I make the whole clip a modelling expedition, you know posing in the right angle, fake smile, weird eyes etc....poor monster of mine!

I am & will be back

As I sit on my cozy Ikea chair, legs hoisted up on yet another Ikea product, sip coffee from my wait is this Ikea too? Mug (weird face with weirder mouth expression at my Ikea collection)

I'm happy :-) yes I like what I've had this far & will make sure it stay just fine:-)

My lil boy all of 16 months is my bubble of joy, my cause of misery, my compadre in pretty much everything  from my baths & potty to sleep partner & marathon* companion

*Marathon: caught ya...like I'd run a marathon, silly you

This being my first entry after I don't know, xx months? I'll keep it short, snappy & updatey. 

1. Ok, so B was right we did have a boy, Milind my joyful Sunny. (Oct 21st 2011)

2. We relocated to JAPAN :-) and love the country, brain rattling Earth quakes et all!

( now I've reached what the locals call "you'll get used to it "phase!)

3. I won the Booker prize for the best blog EVER! The 2012 one that is. 

4. Lastly, fingers crossed for my Nobel prize nomination, best parent category. Well, will keep you posted on that....if I ever wake up that is!

How can I not include this: which of the above statement/s are true?

Father to Son (?)

Son when you are born,

A new story, every single night

Shall bike in spring and

Run everyday ; always together,


Laugh at mom for she is so silly.


I will teach you how 'Queen' is better than 'King'


Show you every single day ; how beautiful life is.


This is what my dear B promises to do as a dad....mind you we haven't & will not find the gender of the baby until birth, yet...he is confident & hopeful for a boy.
He is terrified of having a mini me in the family :-)
Awwwww how cute ;-)
The Nerd that he is, B plays excellent chess & that's why the Queen & King (Rolling my eyes)

Sick with Nostalgia :-(

I can smell the monsoon, feel the chills, blink my eyes as if they are wet with rain!

Sin 5 - Wrath

And then, it happened....

All these days, B patiently managed to bear my umm...to put it lightly "Tantrums"
Women are absolutely beautiful, sensitive and overtly emotional creatures, and men try to appreciate it, but every once in a while or after about zillion such meltdowns, they just cant manage any of it, devise a method to go immune to it all.

Ok, I'll stop beating around the bush....
when we have a disagreement, many a times as soon as we hit the bed, something common in a marriage right!
Every now & then, the issue never gets resolved as B refuses to drag matters that for no practical reason need reasoning!

But then, me being me.......put in a lot of masala and dramatically walk to the living room saying I'm not sleepy, so will watch TV.
I honestly do watch some late night reruns of Sex & the City and intentionally sleep off on the couch.
( I bring in a pillow and comforter with me as I storm out of the bed :-)

A very distraught and sleepy B drags himself and persuades me to come back to bed :-) and a happy me brings back the topic that lead us this far, settle it to my satisfaction and hop my way back to sleep :-0

Yeah I know it sounds so bitchy & mean...but don't worry, it doesn't work like that anymore!

 The other day, I did the same storming exercise and watched 2 episodes of Sarah Jessica Parker remind me how pathetic my sense of fashion is, watched almost the entire season of Bridalplasty (That is fun)
and yet, no B.....I had already made sounds in the kitchen trying to wake B up all in vain :-(

So as I watched more TV, I dozed off on the couch and a slightly guilty B woke me up to some good coffee and toast at 5:30 AM!!!!!

I did make a fuss about having slept alone, about him being over me, about him not caring for me anymore....yawnnn, to sum it all up, I blame him for letting me sleep on the couch!!

But then as I ponder, I have now come to realize I cannot take him for granted anymore, cannot expect the expected after 4 odd years of marriage, sigh I have to GROW UP (Oh please do that Shilpa)

Note : The Drama queen has to die, she's had a very long unhealthy life