The Dec 2010 post!

I can see myself looking back on my online diary a few yrs hence & thinking that I must have been a busy girl...
otherwise why would I post once a month?
Unless the less flattering alternative reason is true,
I don't even have meaningless stuff to write on...

So I narrowly missed losing my phone for the second time in sixty days...
& the only reason I found it was,
I told the wedding organizers:
"Please find my phone... I don't want to live with this reputation"
(Pss... there goes the phone dropper, she can't drop names you see...)

The little A can now get off a see-saw by herself,
but cannot pull up a pair of pants the moment she sees me...
I guess she knows my aura to be that of a bonded labourer.
& I do everything to convince her I'm not one.
Scenario:
Me: A, pick up your toys/books/ whatever...
A: Seriously puzzled look at me
Me: (taking the logical route), who spread them out? Kissne phailya?
A: Maine.. I
Me: So who'll pick them?
A: Tum.. You..
Me: Grr.. If you don't pick I'll cancel your outing/birthday day/ kinderjoy/ what ever
A: (Still pondering...) Okay I'll pick, you help
Me: (Feeling pacified..) start A, I'll help
A: (Employing factory rebellion tactics also called go slow tactics..) Shall I pick this or that or........
Me: (Taking the fastest route), A hold the packet, I'm picking
A: All smiles roughly translated: Smirk smirk... See my personal slave? See?

However there are days when I'm feeling foul & A picks & packs all her scattered eartly possessions ...
After all when the slave rebels.. empires fall!

So another year has come to an end...
nearly there..
& I hope to write a sensible line before the curtains fall on 2010.
On that "to be continued note............"