She flaps her chubby little arms in excitement, as if she wants to take off – my little birdie, trapped inside a human body. She slaps arms, knees, skin – whatever takes her fancy, and she’s thrilled about it; the kind of raw excitement a grown-up will probably never know again. She babbles incoherent sounds … More She Flaps
Continuing the “Life lessons” series (see previous entry in this series for details) one of the lessons from Richard Carlson’s book is: “Remind yourself that when you die, your ‘In basket’ won’t be empty” In short, the lesson is about how your “to do” list fits into your life. The author brings up the perception … More Life lessons (Part 2): Things to do
As part of Liya’s game, this picture is for the final round of “Where in the world?” Again, take your best guess as to where this picture was taken. Have fun 🙂 Since the original entry was so easy (Liya got it immediately), I’m putting up a second challenge…just to keep the game interesting (since … More Where in the world (round 3 – updated)
Please welcome a very special (to me) new blogger, and visit her site: http://kukumom.wordpress.com/ Thank you 🙂
This post is part of a game initiated by Liya, so take your best guess as to where this picture was taken. It may be obvious to some, so if you’re sure of the answer, don’t reply too soon. Let others have a chance first 🙂
(Just like The Case of the Missing Socks, the following mystery is also based on a true story) Just as I was about to retire for the night, I was alerted to the possibility of an intruder…or, as I like to call this category of intruder, a “visitor.” “Don’t be alarmed,” said my wife, “but … More Mister Y’s mysteries (part 4): The Night Visitor
A few years ago, when I became an ‘adult’, I found that life as a grown up can be rather overwhelming. This realisation didn’t come about because I suddenly turned 18, or 21, or whatever age you think adulthood officially begins. Those milestones were already a few years behind me already. I define adulthood as … More Life Lessons (Introduction and Part 1)
I remember shimmering skies and beautiful sunrises… Many, many clouded visions… Peaceful refuges from the storms of my mind… The warm glow of morning at home… But the early morning walk up to campus each day… Including the Stanley Road Sleepers… who would arrive well before first period, then camp out in their cars – … More The year was 2007…
How many people have ever followed the “Serving suggestion” they always seem to give on the food packaging?
slip-sliding away..... 