We met a couple this last weekend. I was meeting them for the first time.
Later I was told that "the guy is a really nice person, but his wife! You gotta stay away from her. She gossips SO much, and says things which aren't really true. She's trouble!".
That got me thinking...why do women gossip so much more than men do?
Is it lifestyle or genetics?
What a weekend!!! Went by in a blur!
My sister, jeeju and their kids (Aneri and Jaanvi) visited me over the weekend.
It was all so blurry and went by so quickly, that I am not even able to collect my thoughts to write a post about it! Maybe I will do it over time, little by little, in multiple posts.
A few things I learnt watching my sister interact with her husband and kids:
- Take light, life's not so serious!
- Be yourself
- Don't be afraid to ask for what you want, but don't always expect to get what you want! (Learn to accept "no" for an answer!)
- Say no if you want to say no! Its ok!
- Kids are people too! They have feelings, they understand.
- Be tactful! (Oh geez, I really need to learn this one big time!)
- Be sly when you need to (टेढी ऊँगली से घी निकालना सीखो!)
And lots more I guess...these are just from some observations.
BTW, there is another post before this one. More recent in the chronology of my life (since the incidents in there happened today, and this post is about the weekend!)
Will write more as and when I remember stuff...till then...comment away :)
There's this friend of mine...not very close, but a very cool friend. He's an odd one too though! He does not have a camera or a cell phone or a computer at home! I was surprised when he said he did have a TV! But probably no cable :)
I know him through my previous job. He still works there, I switched. So anyway...we still exchange emails, and I met him once about a couple months ago. We discussed our cherry trees. My tree had borne a single fruit...for the first time in its short life of one year. I was so excited, I told him,
M(e): Brad, my tree has a cherry.
B(rad): Ummm...one?
M: Yeah, its tiny and green right now, and its on the bottom of the tree.
B: Cool :) (He has a strange look on his face)
M: Does yours have any?
B: Yeah?
M: How many?
B: I think two.......
***I'm thinking, ok, he's got just one more than me, thats how cherry trees are when they are young)
B (continues): Hundred? Yeah, about two hundred.
And he has this devilish grin on his face when he sees the shock on mine!
So anyway, throughout the season he kept emailing me tips on how to take care of the tree and the cherry (Yeah, he did warn me about squirrels! He had asked me to put a net around the tree, advice the hubby laughed off!).
I shared its progress until the day the squirrel ate it :(
Brad promised to bring me some of his cherries when they were ripe.
I got an email from him today with these pictures...and text saying I got a big bag for you, come pick 'em up!
He had borrowed his brother's camera so that he could take pictures for me. Now how sweet is that! He had also sent pictures of his cute little niece and nephews...his cherry picking helpers.
I got my cherries from him (his office is about 2 minutes away from mine) and very very reluctantly shared a few with my colleagues (because I have to be a good gal, I suppose ;)
Thanks Brad, you're the best :)
A friend of mine sends out these Good Morning messages everyday, which are truly awesome!
Here's part of today's:
I think I am suffering from Writers' block right now (if I may allow myself to be called a "writer" in the first place!)
My mundane life which I sometimes present like a three-ring circus is still just as mundane as ever. The words to embellish it and make it sound fun are lost somewhere.
I can't even remember what I did this weekend. I'm gonna try and remember some random things I did.
- I saw that squirrel again, with a HUGE orange in its mouth. It was running on the top of the wooden fence. All I could think was, how on earth is he able to see! The orange was at least 3 times the size of his head!
- I saw movies, lots of movies - Princess Diaries, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, Along Came Polly on TV, and Harold and Kumar Escape Guantanamo Bay in the theater. I really enjoyed the Indiana Jones one and the Harold/Kumar one. Hilarious!
- We had a lot of fun trimming down a tree...and plucking oranges.
We got three bags of oranges, which hubby put by the living room door. One of the oranges escaped the bag it was put in and rolled into the living room to watch TV :)
(Sorry, guys, if this doesn't make any sense, just move on)
- Am reading "The Hindi-Bindi Club" by Monica Pradhan. It is a very well written book (language wise) and I am actually able to identify with the content in it too!
And now I am wondering why anyone would want to spend 2 minutes reading my list!
I do have a lot of thoughts in my head, but all of them are so serious. Am in no mood of getting any "gyaan" from anyone, so in no mood to impart any either.
Oh well, I hope the funny bone returns soon!
Here's a question...
We were returning from the theater last night, at around 12:30. There's a church on the way, and the car in front of us turned to go to the church parking lot. I was surprised, and asked hubby,
M(e): Did they really go to the church?
H(im): yeah, you wanna go?
M: No, I wouldn't know what to do there...church, temple, mosque, i wouldn't know what to do there.
H: bhajan gaao.
M: I don't know, I mean, aren't you supposed to have a lot of faith and feeling and all that in your song. Now if I go in there and sing a bhajan, I would probably have the same feeling as singing some Govinda gaana. Wouldn't it sound all the same to God?
H: Sure, go sing Govinda gaana.
And we prattled on some more...can't remember about what.
So the question to the "faithful" ones is, would God get mad at me if I went and sang something stupid. When I do go to the temple, I look at the idol, say, hey, wassup, and get going. Now if I add a little song and dance routine to that, like trying to entertain him, would he like it? I know, the folks around me would want to throw me out, but wouldn't God like some entertainment too?
I hope I am not offending anyone, just pouring out my random thoughts :D
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Preeti's tagged me. This is a funny one :) I really liked her version.
Pick up the nearest book.
Open to page 123.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post the next three sentences.
Tag five people, and acknowledge the person who tagged you.
So here goes:
Line 1: Here's the New York regional style:
Line 2: public class NYPizzaStore extends PizzaStore {
Line 3: if(item.equals("cheese")) {
The book is: Head First Design Patterns. A very fun book. Not kidding!
Ain't tagging anyone.
I have already something like this before, so just reposting it with some modifications:
The Rules:
1. Link the person(s) who tagged you... Ankur
2. Mention the rules on your blog
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours...
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them…
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged..
1) I still have two baby teeth! And I also have two wisdom teeth. Does that make me a "wise baby"?
2) I am allergic to trees, grass and weeds, I hate wind blowing into my face, and yet, I drive a convertible :) And I love it!
3) I have a very keen sense of hearing, sab kuch sunai deta hai...door door tak!
4) Eating bananas gives me a stomach-ache, but I love them, SO...I drink banana shakes, creme-de-bananes, etc
5) I absolutely cannot stand incorrect grammar! I pretty much stop listening if someone makes a mistake, sometimes I correct them, and then ask them to continue what they are saying. If its something written, then, well, I stop reading.
6) I can touch my tongue to my nose :)
Breaking one of the rules here...ain't tagging anyone...
A friend forwarded this to me today...
So after that totally disappointing day, comes a bustling day like yesterday!
Work went fine, got a lot of stuff done = Tech stuff
Was able to put up a couple posts on my blogs = Writing
We planted 3 different types of chillies. :) = Gardening
Hubby had collected a variety of chillies that he liked, dried them, de-seeded them, planted the seeds, and handed me the "chhilka" of the chillies, saying, can we use these in today's dinner? He's so cute :)
Chores are there of course! = House work
Exercised, yayy! = Something I actually like doing, but don't do that often
Cooked, with the afore mentioned chillies, of course = More house work.
Had a nice conversation with hubby about stuff I was a bit afraid to bring up. He listened, I know he did, but when I asked him, suna, he said, yeah. Kya suna, he said, "Peter" :)
Peter is a bird (or birds, we have never seen him/them) in our backyard, that keeps twittering all night, and sounds like he's saying "Peter, peter, peter". We are thinking about putting up a birdhouse, and then putting some sleeping pills in there for Peter, so he can sleep :)
Digressions aside, he heard what I had to say, and I think he understood :)
And the highlight of the day...that door from the previous post!
Its an unfinished door, that we have to put a cherry wood stain on. I cleaned it, we propped it nicely for him to sand. He was all excited about it, because he just bought a new tool, a sander! And a shop vac that would attach to the sander (men and tools, I tell ya!). I was a little disappointed though. Sanding used to be my job, I used to do it by hand, and really liked doing it. Now I was replaced by a machine, sigh ;) He sanded it while I exercised, then I cleaned it with some thinner, we turned it around, he sanded the other side while I continued my exercise, then cooked and watched TV and then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Now that's what I call a really full and fulfilling day! I am looking forward to applying the stain today.
And I got some really really good pictures this morning. Will post them on the photoblog soon!
since it was demanded by Ankur :)
My husband seems to think I am some kinda body-builder :O
He just asked me to lift a 6 foot solid pine wood door by myself.
Now why thinks I can (yes, I can) or will (no, I will not) do that, I don't know! Kinda cool though that he thinks so ;)
Over the last few days, I have realized that I don't enjoy the simple things anymore...not like I used to.
- I used to eat and enjoy just about anything that was warm and edible.
Not so anymore :( It needs to be just right. My cooking's improved, but the downside is that I hardly like any food at most restaurants anymore (too oily, too spicy, too bland, too...whatever). I stress out about how tiring it gets to cook every single week night, but I can't stand the thought of dinner to-go, or even freezing some food. (no, no, I can't eat frozen food, yuck!) sigh...such an attitude!
- I used to think I take really good pictures. I loved sharing them with my family and friends.
Not so anymore :( I started browsing other people's work and try to get to that level of perfection, and feel SO frustrated that I can't be that good instantly :( I don't think my stuff is good enough to share.
- I never even noticed my waist or weight. I wouldn't care if my hair looked ok or not, I would just rush out and meet anyone, anytime.
Not so anymore :( I cannot tolerate even an inch of fat around my middle. I can't face anyone if my hair's frizzy, I can't invite anyone if there's even a small speck of dust in some faraway corner of my home :(
- I would go to just about any place for a holiday. Live in any shanty of a hotel, as long as it was in a new place.
Not so anymore :( It needs to be exotic, the location needs to be nicer than my own California, the hotel needs to be ultra-nice (which means its ultra-expensive too!!)
The list is endless...but the worst one....
- I thought I was a very nice person.
Not so anymore. I find so many character flaws in me, (I have a kind heart, but a quick temper, I help, but I get impatient, I am good at things, but I am lazy, the buts just never end!) I find myself unable to fix each and every one of them, and feel worse!
I want my happy-g0-lucky, imperfect self back. I HATE this unhappy, perfectionist that I am slowly becoming!
