What we have in abundance, we don’t value. It is the dearth of something that increases its value. ~Comfy
There was a time when tags and awards were plenty, to the point where I think a lot of us stopped even acknowledging them. A few years down the line, they make a comeback to my blog and I lap it up. errr.. yes very shallow like that!
The award also comes with stipulations. So here goes
Seven eight – lay them straight
- I dread kids birthday parties – Before D and I had kids, we would get invited to all these kid birthday parties and we would not know what to do with ourselves in bouncy houses and magic shows. Once Buzz was old enough (and not Bugz) to enjoy these parties, that part got easy but I realized how difficult it was to buy gifts for kids. They had everything. There was not really anything they needed. Buying gifts soon became a chore but the worse was yet to come. Now the goody bags scare me to death. Two girls automatically means junk jewelry galore but when Buzz got actual makeup, I saw the pits.
- I do not love Christmas – It is the season to be jolly and everyone is excited but it is normal life for me. I am not saying I hate it, I am saying I am indifferent to it. Christmas was not part of growing up years for me and in that sense I can’t relate to the festival. All the gift buying and giving is again something I don’t relate to. And why kids should believe in Santa, I don’t get either. First we put the concept of Santa in their head, then we protect that idea, then we console them when the truth comes out and then we bemoan that they found out!
- I love the post Christmas sales – The plus side of all Christmas shopping that is going on – the sales that start in January. I stock up on the kids jackets, warm clothes for D and myself, boots, hats – the works, for at least 1/4th the original price. I once got a jacket for Buzz for 4.99 (original price 34.99) which she wore for two seasons and now Bugz is wearing it. Year before last I got a coat for myself for 32.99 (original price 199.99). What is not to love? And no we will not think about profit margins.
- I wonder where my friends are – I have been a lousy friend these past few years. Between all the juggling I do with kids and home and work, I have stopped being a friend. I am barely there for anyone, I don’t call, I don’t write, I don’t comment of any of the social media sites, I am distracted even when I am talking to them. Something to work on for sure.
- I always have had one serious obsession – Over time I have realized there is always have one obsession at all times. There was painting at one point, trashy books another, blogging was an obsession a few years back, there have been a couple of TV shows over the years, there was doodling last couple of years. I got all out, they completely take over and then slowly they lose their sheen. Some fall away completely, some stay but not as obsessions but more as good friends. And how did I come to this realization? Because I feel the void of not having one these days. Come soon yaar! (who can tell me the reference of this sentence? Tell tell!)
- I need cooking lessons – I am sick of the food I make. These days, if left to myself, I just stand in the kitchen, undecided. I can’t pick one thing I want to cook. I take the easy way out after a point and ask Buzz but I wonder how long that will last. I really, truly need to learn a few new dishes at the very least.
- I don’t know what to do with my hair – I can’t keep my hair open. If I can even see my hair from the corner of my eyes, the temples of my head start to throb. I have always kept my hair tied because of this but in the last year and a half tying my hair has started giving me a head ache too. All this means I don’t know what to do with my hair. I continuously go from tying it up and leaving it open, with no real solution.
- I am irrevocably changed – Some things change us in very profound ways. Maa’s passing away has done that to me. I smile and I laugh but the inner me is not the same. I feel, true joy has left me or rather long term joy is no more. I question a lot of things, I did not even think about before. Faced with something like this makes you question your own mortality, I guess, and that is what I find myself doing all the time.
5 ways to say something
- Sometimes kindness can be delivered in a clumsy way. But it’s far more sincere in its clumsiness than those distinguished men you read about in books. ~Ruta Sepetys, Between Shades of Gray
- If you need something from somebody always give that person a way to hand it to you. ~Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees
- It’s a funny thing… but people mostly have it backward. They think they live by what they want. But really, what guides them is what they’re afraid of. What they don’t want. ~Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed
- It’s hard being left behind. (…) It’s hard to be the one who stays. ~Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
- The quickest way for a parent to get a child’s attention is to sit down and look comfortable. ~Lane Olinghouse
Everyone I know has taken up the tag. If you have not please feel free to pick it up. Enjoy