Showing posts with label Packing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Packing. Show all posts

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Birthday Suit?

We’re at the new place! It’s amazing. I love it so much (MA.) If there ever were a within-the-budget dream house, this is it! Just trying to settle down, unpack and get things in order. But, I must say, we did an impressive job. 4hrs was all it took for the movers to get-in and get-out. Everything was so super organized for them. Maybe I just might write a whole blog report on the moving.
Eshaal has surprised us so much. She has started walking really well and today I understood why. Our old house had many furniture pieces scattered out, so she’d just hold-walk from one plane to another. The new house is all empty; we still have to rearrange furniture. So there’s plenty of space for her to actually take steps. She’s really happy; you can actually see the pride on her face. My baby, not even a year old and doing so much (MA)... And this reminds me, I’m facing hopeless confusion regarding my baby’s Birthday suit (No, not that one).  Shall I dress her in frilly-ness and pink-ness? Or will it be chic and peachy? Or maybe we could go for Baby-Vogue and green? Confusions, confusion. Too bad there aren’t three sides to a coin, ‘cuz I ain’t bothering with tossing it thrice! I think I’ll let her pick.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

A New High!

This world is one big psychological study. That being said, I am the quintessential person for all case studies (except maybe sociopath's or Alzheimer’s or Schizophrenic's or MPD’s or…) Okay correction: I am the quintessential masterpiece of quite some facets of case studies (the almost-normal ones) Yep, I like that. For example: How many people can tickle themselves? Yes, you heard me. How many have RLS? How many can play whole movie sequences in their dreams? And to top it off, how many can actually go back to their favorite dreams?  Ha!
I feel all smug, hi-and-mighty right now. A complete narcist. I made the greatest Pulao in the history of Pulao-making (Why does that sound so familiar..) I think packing makes me high! I’ve been all over the place since yesterday, which was the official day 1 of packing. Imagine, all those boxes and boxes ready to be stuffed in the most precise jigsaw puzzle way possible. 3/10 boxes done and going steady. I love this.
P.s: Were moving. And Eshaal and Bubbles think it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to them (they’re high too, on the million things-to-destroy-within-their-reach)