Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I was feeling a little low today. Not exactly low, just dull. I felt my life was very dull. For no apparent reason. There wasn't anything happening.
The feeling became worse as the day progressed so once I was done with work, I decided to pamper myself. I decided to go to the parlor. It's the end of the month and I had no cash. One part of me was like 'Are you crazy? Wait for just 2 days and indulge yourself'. The other part was like 'You really need it. Do it for yourself. Don't listen to your practical side' Finally I caved into the illogical side of me and breezed into the parlor.
I did a bit of grooming (not getting into details) and got myself a pedicure. I dont know about you girls out there, but a pedicure is the next best thing to chocolate. I love it when people play around with my feet. I always get PR to give me foot massages. He is the best and gives the most amazing massages. I'm more so marrying him for my feet. They begged and told me not to let go of him.
Coming back to my pedicure, well this was the first time for me. I had a cute guy doing my pedicure. The cute & the guy bit are first time. I had a silly grin on and was so looking forward to the next 45 minutes. It was so worth it. My feet were like 'Woah!! Hello Cutie..'
Here I am two hours later writing this with a big smile on my face and thoroughly happy. My life ain't exactly dull no more.
Friday, September 25, 2009
It’s a toggle between blowing my nose and sneezing my guts out. I have no idea which is worse.
I would hate to be in my nose’s position. Poor Nose. I would like to apologize for putting you through this. It’s not me, blame it on Adam & Eve. They couldn’t listen to simple instructions from God. I know you don’t deserve this but I’m trying my level best to get us out of this misery.
My nose would give Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer, an inferiority complex. It’s become so numb.
Everything looks so blurry. I’m stuck at work, freezing my ass out and not able to breathe. I want to go home, crawl back into my bed and cuddle with Cuddles, my teddy.
I can’t believe we, the human race, has spend tones of time, energy and money for finding cures for all sorts of disease but nothing, nada, zilch for the common cold. Why? Come on we all suffer from cold at least once or more in our lifetime.
So if anyone who does research is reading this, stop doing what you are doing and start researching on finding the cure for the common cold. We all desperately need a cure for this.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Seriously men have no clue what all crap we women go through. It is so unfair that only women suffer from menstruation. It is only fair if men also experience what we go through. I have decided that PR and I are having kids if he can carry and deliver. PR says why go through all that we’ll adopt and become famous like Brangelina.
The definition (one among many) for Brangelina is - ‘A baby-adopting, high fashion, chateau-dwelling force of nature that has starred in hundreds of films and dated/been married to approximately half the population of Hollywood.’
According to PR, women are the flawed one in the species and God made them when he was totally wasted and smoking cannabis. PR uses my PMS as an excuse every time he does something stupid to get me super pissed. It’s always like ‘Honey, you are just overreacting. I guess you must be PMSing.’
WTF!! How can he use my excuse to get angry over him as an advantage to weasel his way out of trouble?
PR Call me!! We need to have a long talk….
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I met him last weekend and had a blast with that kid. He's a talkative cuddly thing. He has an obsessive compulsive behavior of switching off lights, fans, computer, for the matter anything that is on. In our house all the switches are near his height level and he has a blast turning off one after the other. He gets a little boggled sometimes because in some rooms we have 2 switches for the same light or fan. The switch will be in the ON position but the light will be OFF. He gets so confused when he "switches off" the light and it gets turned on. The confused look on his face is so worth it.
The kid actually shuts down the computer. I don't mean that he just turns off the main switch, he actually goes to Start-> Shut Down. It was amazing to see him do it. A 3 year old knows how to switch off the computer!! I know a lot of people who still have not got the hang of handling a mouse, forget starting/shutting a PC.
Coming back to Neil, apparently he was named after a blue discoloration on the left cheek of his bum. How do I know this much detail? My sis told me. It's a little alarming that she knows this. :P
Speaking of blue, the other day I saw the promos for the Bollywood movie, BLUE. It looks awesome. But what's with the scenes between Sanjay Dutt and Lara Dutta? That looks so wrong. There was nothing sexy about it. (Lara looked HOT!! But with Sanjay? WTF!!)It just totally grossed me out. Did anyone else feel the same or is it just me?
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
I count sheep like crazy when I can't fall asleep even to the point of naming each one. :)
I actually had a dream where the sheep jump back exactly like the drawing in the third panel after counting for an hour before finally falling asleep.
Oddly enough the sheep always have girl’s names. I never realized that until now.
They are always named Jane, Jaimy, Sandra, Samantha, Sally, Andrea, Bianca and so on. I don’t know anyone with the above names. I never name them after anyone I know. Strange… What does that say about me? (PR can keep his comments to himself)
That’s it. Tonight onwards they are going to have boys names.
Helloo Brian, Ryan, Philip, Peter, Justin, Jonathan, Luke
Good Bye Jane, Jaimy, Sandra, Samantha, Sally, Andrea, Bianca
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
We spend almost an hour in the auto to get to the place. PR had got birthday bumps from his colleagues and it was hilarious to see him struggling to sit in the auto through every ditch and bump along the way.
We finally got to meet the frustrated & irritated bride and groom. I don't blame them, considering the fact that they have been smiling and standing since 2AM. Poor things... The whole time PR was going on about how lucky that he's marrying me. I'm not sure whether he's marrying me for me or the fact he does not have to go through a lot if he did marry someone else or because he loves me.. A thought to stumble on. :P
Srikanth or Madam Butterfly, PR or Trunk-A-Thong (its a long story) and me or lusty busty decided to go for coffee after that and ended up in Mocha Mojo. I spend a way lot of cash and time in that place. I should stop going there. Its not like I'm getting paid for the publicity. We just ordered a hot chocolate and ended up taking funny pics of me. :(
Madam Butterfly, you are not putting those pics up anywhere. You are to delete them. Do you hear me??
MB and me decided to sing along to the songs being played. They were playing 'I just died in your arms' by Cutting Crew. The initial part of the song where it sounds like 'AAAAAAaaaaaaaa... I just died in your arms tonight'
We were trying to figure out what the initial bit and finally agreed that it was 'Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack .. I just died in your arms tonight'
I checked online and found that it was 'Oh! I just died in your arms tonight'
How boring?? Ours sounded so much better..
From there it went on to 'Hello' , 'Hotel California', and 'Billie Jean'.. PR would have actually paid us to stop singing if we continued any further.
Oh! In between we sang 'Choli ke peche kya hai', a song I have not heard or sung in a very long time. :)
All in all the day was a fun and a manic monday!!!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Cousins had come to Chennai and wanted to shop in hell of all hellholes - ‘T-Nagar’. Apparently they have seen such alluring ads of the shops in TV that they wanted to check it out. Let me be clear, I’m not being anti-Chennai or something. I have lived in this city for more than 7 years and I have been to T-Nagar only like 5 times or less. I don’t know why I didn’t go there more often, I think its cuz I don’t know I wanted to live!!
That place is maddening. You can’t make any decisions of your own once you reach there. You just go with the crowd. I went on a weekday where apparently the crowd is less. I can’t imagine how it would be on a weekend and especially during the holiday time. There are just people everywhere.
I felt very claustrophobic and sick. On top of that I felt so lost in the concrete and textile jungle. It was crazy. I have made a promise to myself that I would never ever go there even if someone pays me a million bucks. Wait a minute, for a million bucks it’s not bad.
If you don’t like someone, just direct them to T Nagar and tell them it’s the best place to shop.. just leave out the ‘in hell’ bit.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
A friend of mine is going through a very bad phase in her life right now. Someone extremely close to her has broken her trust. She’s having a lot of questions running in her head. Can she ever trust them again? More so what can the person do to gain her trust back. As they say time is a great healer. Is it? I think it’s more so like over time you tend to brood less and less on the issue rather than the person gaining your trust back.
First thing is that you have to accept that the relationship is never going to be the same no matter what. It’s difficult to digest and accept but that’s the ugly truth.
It is a huge eye opener. You tend to see the world differently.
It’s going to hurt. Real bad. It’s always best to cry it out rather than chalk it up in and carry a big burden around. You get some sort of relief.
You need to start reevaluating yourself to see whom you can trust and put your faith in. At this point my friend feels she can’t trust anyone. That’s natural I guess. :(
Few things we have been doing to cheer her up
- We have been reading Calvin and Hobbes and it just cracks up the unhappiest person. It’s so heartening to see her laugh out without a care in the world.
- We have been going for long walks where we talk about happy stuff like doggies (both of us love dogs), books, music and stuff
- Read funny blogs(Read: Mine :P)
- Watch funny movies (Hangover, Marley & me etc…)
- Go to the parlor and pamper ourselves
- Shoe Shopping!! We don’t buy them but trying on a pair of heels just makes any woman’s day
I’m hoping time would heal this emotional wound. When I saw her like that it got me into thinking, what can I do to prevent a similar situation from happening to me. Should I build a wall around me and prevent people from hurting me. Would that keep me safe? At times like these I wish I was a kid who didn’t know about the big bad world out there.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
You would think we would have gone to some mal restaurant and had lunch. Nah! We went to Mainland China and had Chinese food. All Mal restaurants would be crowded with all the mallus and the non mallus who would want to try out mal cuisine. It’s like church on Christmas. People who never go to church the rest of the year would turn up on Christmas and it’s maddening.
We enter the restaurant and everyone’s sort of giving me weird looks like ‘Lady! I think you have come to the wrong restaurant. We do not serve mal food.’ I had a who-the-f*&$-cares look. This was our first time to Mainland China and at the entrance there were these 3 huge Chinese warrior statues. It was quite intimidating. They all looked very angry. Wonder why?
PR tried it and this was his description of the tea:
‘Water that was collected at the base of a mushroom growing on the side of a tree which was peed on by a passing squirrel. ‘
I have no words..
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
For all those women and girls who have seen 'The little Mermaid' countless times and wanted to become one. I guess here's your answer. The witch agrees too because this is the Best Answer chosen by her.
And here I was rummaging through old spell books and trying my level best to get into Hogwarts to learn the spell. Stupid me.. Didnt think of just posting it up on Yahoo!