by hastobeme ...
3 Smells I love:
1. White Diamond Perfume
2. Smell of rain in India
3. Smell of petrol
3 Smells I hate:
1. Seafood
2. Sweet perfumes
3. Skunk smell
3 Jobs that I have had in my life:
1. Bank
2. Helped hubby in his business.
3. Mommy Maid (Lifetime contract:-)
3 Movies that I could watch over and over:
1. City of Angels
And every year those Haloween, Thanksgiving & Christmas movies. I really look forward to these every year especially the witchy & magic movies:-)
3 Fond memories:
1. My acceptance letter from college here
2. When hubby used to come with a rose & card to see me.
3. Of course the birth of both kids.
3 Jobs I would love to have:
Start something my own or
Anything that pays well with flexible hrs.:-)
3 Things I like to do:
1. Read Bogs (new habit since I found blog world:-)
2. Walk around the whole store even if I have to get just one thing
3. Watch Indian Mythological dramas
3 Of my favorite foods:
1. Samosa
2. Rice & Kadi
3. Goat Kadai
3 Places I would like to be right now:
1. India
2. Disney Land with kids
3. Any Hill Station
3 Things that make me cry:
1. Seeing kids in trouble even on tv especially when they show kids in charity ads.
2. Emotions (Too happy or sad)
3. When people say hurtful things even when they don’t mean it.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Monday, October 16, 2006
She stripped....
my computer… I was in the kitchen & came back to see this….
I guess this was the punishment for the laptop for keeping mommy busy..
I guess this was the punishment for the laptop for keeping mommy busy..
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Heights..
Tagged by itchingtowrite .. Even though this tag needs lots of thinking & writing, this is the coolest tag:-) Good Job on starting it I2w..
Height of Bhakti- Every time Gudiya sees some lady with Sari & big bindi, she puts her hands together, close her eyes and say “Jai-Jai”.(I guess cheap makeup in the serials we used to watch:-)
Every time A eats something he really really loves, he asks me “Jai-Jai ne mere liye bheja hai?” (did the jai-jai send it for me?)
Height of Embarrassment- Every time Gudiya sees a sardar, she starts screaming “Dar Dar”.
When A was a baby we went to a restaurant and there he saw a sardar. He got so happy & started clapping saying “Dar dance, Dar dance”. He thought every sardar was Delar Mehndi till recent:-)
Height of Love- After eating a bite of every thing A tells me to give it to Gudiya.
Every time she eats something, she gives it to her baby (little baby toy) first otherwise she refuse to eat (well not always).
Her waking up in the middle of the night, finding my hand with eyes close & kiss me at least 10 times and fell sleep the very second.
Height of Copying- When we are going out without Gudiya & she is crying, A tells her “Nahi Nahi, rona nahi.. Mein ek minute mein aa raha hoon”. And he gives instruction to my hubby like I do:-)
She tries to pat & rub her back herself while coughing.
Height of Creativity- Gudiya put a block on pencil or crayon and say “mmmmm chokate I ceam” (yumm, chocolate ice cream).
Height of smartness- when her favorite song or dvd ends she asks us to “wynd”(rewind) it and if the same thing doesn’t start with a minute she start saying “WYND, WYYYNNDD, WWWYYYNNDD” until its on again.
Height of Imagination- A has told me quite a few times “ Mamma, my school bell is ringing. I have to go to school” and today I happen to ask the teacher if they had some bell there but nope, they don’t.
Height of Pickiness- Gudiya refuse to eat veg stuff. I kept all Navaratri vrat & She was pretty much fasting with me most of the days. She only had milk & cookies most of the days and the day after Navratri she had full meal with chicken tikka Masala. Same thing y’day on Karva & Now hopefully she will eat meal with chicken..
While eating cereal she says the color & point to the cheerios she wants and if I give her any other she don’t open her mouth. If there is all same color cereal I really have to see which one is she pointing at.
Height of Manners- Both wants a napkin near them while eating so that they can wipe their mouth even if there is a tiny mess.
The other day she bumped into a lady in the store and she said “sorry” to that lady:-)
She says “Welcome” every time instead of Thank you.
Height of obedience- I told hubby to give her cookie, he got the cake instead. He gave her a spoon full saying “cake” but she said “mama” & waited for me to say yes.(It happened only once though:-)
Height of Seva- I told her “Gudiya, mere sar mein dard ho raha hai”.. She came to me & started doing “thup-thup”on my head… I had to cover my ears & face cuz the first time she did, I really saw stars;-)
Height of Dieting- She doesn’t eat much when A is at school. She waits for him to come home and then she is all hungry.
Height of anger- She wants to watch Boz all day long lately. Really at least 10 times a day. If I try to put another dvd she start rolling on the floor, throwing toys & big big tears in her eyes until she sees Boz again.
Height of Demand- I was driving alone with her when she demanded water. Home was just 7-8 minutes away. I told her “Ok I will give you water in a minute”. I heard “Papa, pani laoo.. Pappa, coke lao..”. She kept saying till we reached home.
Height of Bhakti- Every time Gudiya sees some lady with Sari & big bindi, she puts her hands together, close her eyes and say “Jai-Jai”.(I guess cheap makeup in the serials we used to watch:-)
Every time A eats something he really really loves, he asks me “Jai-Jai ne mere liye bheja hai?” (did the jai-jai send it for me?)
Height of Embarrassment- Every time Gudiya sees a sardar, she starts screaming “Dar Dar”.
When A was a baby we went to a restaurant and there he saw a sardar. He got so happy & started clapping saying “Dar dance, Dar dance”. He thought every sardar was Delar Mehndi till recent:-)
Height of Love- After eating a bite of every thing A tells me to give it to Gudiya.
Every time she eats something, she gives it to her baby (little baby toy) first otherwise she refuse to eat (well not always).
Her waking up in the middle of the night, finding my hand with eyes close & kiss me at least 10 times and fell sleep the very second.
Height of Copying- When we are going out without Gudiya & she is crying, A tells her “Nahi Nahi, rona nahi.. Mein ek minute mein aa raha hoon”. And he gives instruction to my hubby like I do:-)
She tries to pat & rub her back herself while coughing.
Height of Creativity- Gudiya put a block on pencil or crayon and say “mmmmm chokate I ceam” (yumm, chocolate ice cream).
Height of smartness- when her favorite song or dvd ends she asks us to “wynd”(rewind) it and if the same thing doesn’t start with a minute she start saying “WYND, WYYYNNDD, WWWYYYNNDD” until its on again.
Height of Imagination- A has told me quite a few times “ Mamma, my school bell is ringing. I have to go to school” and today I happen to ask the teacher if they had some bell there but nope, they don’t.
Height of Pickiness- Gudiya refuse to eat veg stuff. I kept all Navaratri vrat & She was pretty much fasting with me most of the days. She only had milk & cookies most of the days and the day after Navratri she had full meal with chicken tikka Masala. Same thing y’day on Karva & Now hopefully she will eat meal with chicken..
While eating cereal she says the color & point to the cheerios she wants and if I give her any other she don’t open her mouth. If there is all same color cereal I really have to see which one is she pointing at.
Height of Manners- Both wants a napkin near them while eating so that they can wipe their mouth even if there is a tiny mess.
The other day she bumped into a lady in the store and she said “sorry” to that lady:-)
She says “Welcome” every time instead of Thank you.
Height of obedience- I told hubby to give her cookie, he got the cake instead. He gave her a spoon full saying “cake” but she said “mama” & waited for me to say yes.(It happened only once though:-)
Height of Seva- I told her “Gudiya, mere sar mein dard ho raha hai”.. She came to me & started doing “thup-thup”on my head… I had to cover my ears & face cuz the first time she did, I really saw stars;-)
Height of Dieting- She doesn’t eat much when A is at school. She waits for him to come home and then she is all hungry.
Height of anger- She wants to watch Boz all day long lately. Really at least 10 times a day. If I try to put another dvd she start rolling on the floor, throwing toys & big big tears in her eyes until she sees Boz again.
Height of Demand- I was driving alone with her when she demanded water. Home was just 7-8 minutes away. I told her “Ok I will give you water in a minute”. I heard “Papa, pani laoo.. Pappa, coke lao..”. She kept saying till we reached home.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Pumpkin Picking
A had School trip to Pumpkin Patch last Friday. First I thought of volunteering then decided to pay for Gudiya (my daughter) and take her instead. We went to the school in the morning & I let her play in A’s class & the “village room”. She had so much fun in the playground and didn’t want to go on bus:-) They had blast picking pumpkins, on hayride & visiting farm animals. Even though it got very windy that day still it was fun:-)
In A's class she was playing with blocks when a boy came to see what she was doing. Can you see that innocent look in the first pic:-)
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Weirdo…
tagged by K’s mom
I was suppose to write 9 but I wrote 11, so pick any 9 to read;-) I never though Im that weird but now all I can think of is rest of the things that I didn’t list here..:-)
Talkative: I am very talkative. People feel connected with me even at the first time we meet. Hubby thinks I give away lots of info & secrets though;-)
Selective: I believe in “…. At first sight” in day-to-day things too, like when I go to a store I buy things, which appeal the first time I see. And the first impression I get of people... Sometimes I don’t like anyone in the gathering and I rather stay alone & not talk. I can tell by looking (face reading, I think:-) who is my kind & whom I rather not socialize. I strongly dislike fake people.
Can’t hide feelings: I can’t pretend. You will see the image of my feelings on my face. I am famous rather notorious in my family for telling everyone the straight truth. I am the youngest one so no one minds in my family:-P
Sensitive: well, way too sensitive. Things haunts me even years later. I cry on sad as well as happy thing on tv. And If someone hurts my feelings I try to completely stay away from them for a loooooooong time if not forever cuz I think of those hurtful things for a verrrrrry long time.. very bad, I know.
Jai-Jai: I do jai-jai before leaving the house but if I forget anytime I feel really really down till I come back home.
Making others feel better: I can make other sick people (cold, cough & little things) feel better with my home remedies but these remedies don’t work for me.
Certain ways & order to do things: I have certain way & order to do things and I want things to be done that way and ONLY THAT WAY. That’s why I like to work alone and don’t ask for any help even thought its too much work:-)
Question about mothering: Well, my grandma brought me up and there was this generation gap and now I have nothing to compare notes. Most of the time I question my parenting skills & wonder if I am doing it right. Lots of time I declare myself a bad mother. See, talking to friends about some situation & really think of how your mother dealt with you is totally different (I think). I still can’t tell if I am an ok mother or I should work on it..
Yelling: I can do the yelling at my kids but not any one else, not even hubby.. I yell at them, spank them and love & kiss them the next second but don’t want my hubby to say anything to them at all. We get into fights if he says something to them. (I know, I know what you all want to say but no one except me can yell at my babies:-)
Cleaning ness: I have a thing for cleaning ness. My kids are well trained too;-) My daughter start saying “saaf/clean” and asking for napkin to clean her mouth when she was a little over 1. I think “saaf(clean)” & “moo(mouth/clean my mouth)” are few of her very first words.
Fat?: I got very fat since marriage but I don’t see it. I know the situation with cloths but my eyes refuse to see me fat in the pictures. Talk about accepting yourself.. LOL
I tag twisted Dna , rads, rohini, Aps, Minal, The Inquisitive Akka & kalpana and I hope they would want to take up the tag:-)
I was suppose to write 9 but I wrote 11, so pick any 9 to read;-) I never though Im that weird but now all I can think of is rest of the things that I didn’t list here..:-)
Talkative: I am very talkative. People feel connected with me even at the first time we meet. Hubby thinks I give away lots of info & secrets though;-)
Selective: I believe in “…. At first sight” in day-to-day things too, like when I go to a store I buy things, which appeal the first time I see. And the first impression I get of people... Sometimes I don’t like anyone in the gathering and I rather stay alone & not talk. I can tell by looking (face reading, I think:-) who is my kind & whom I rather not socialize. I strongly dislike fake people.
Can’t hide feelings: I can’t pretend. You will see the image of my feelings on my face. I am famous rather notorious in my family for telling everyone the straight truth. I am the youngest one so no one minds in my family:-P
Sensitive: well, way too sensitive. Things haunts me even years later. I cry on sad as well as happy thing on tv. And If someone hurts my feelings I try to completely stay away from them for a loooooooong time if not forever cuz I think of those hurtful things for a verrrrrry long time.. very bad, I know.
Jai-Jai: I do jai-jai before leaving the house but if I forget anytime I feel really really down till I come back home.
Making others feel better: I can make other sick people (cold, cough & little things) feel better with my home remedies but these remedies don’t work for me.
Certain ways & order to do things: I have certain way & order to do things and I want things to be done that way and ONLY THAT WAY. That’s why I like to work alone and don’t ask for any help even thought its too much work:-)
Question about mothering: Well, my grandma brought me up and there was this generation gap and now I have nothing to compare notes. Most of the time I question my parenting skills & wonder if I am doing it right. Lots of time I declare myself a bad mother. See, talking to friends about some situation & really think of how your mother dealt with you is totally different (I think). I still can’t tell if I am an ok mother or I should work on it..
Yelling: I can do the yelling at my kids but not any one else, not even hubby.. I yell at them, spank them and love & kiss them the next second but don’t want my hubby to say anything to them at all. We get into fights if he says something to them. (I know, I know what you all want to say but no one except me can yell at my babies:-)
Cleaning ness: I have a thing for cleaning ness. My kids are well trained too;-) My daughter start saying “saaf/clean” and asking for napkin to clean her mouth when she was a little over 1. I think “saaf(clean)” & “moo(mouth/clean my mouth)” are few of her very first words.
Fat?: I got very fat since marriage but I don’t see it. I know the situation with cloths but my eyes refuse to see me fat in the pictures. Talk about accepting yourself.. LOL
I tag twisted Dna , rads, rohini, Aps, Minal, The Inquisitive Akka & kalpana and I hope they would want to take up the tag:-)
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