The state of the waist where I’m in between belt buttons.
Put it on the tighter one, and I end up with back ache.
Put it on the looser one, and I spend the day pulling up my jeans.
A bit frustrating, this.
The state of the waist where I’m in between belt buttons.
Put it on the tighter one, and I end up with back ache.
Put it on the looser one, and I spend the day pulling up my jeans.
A bit frustrating, this.
It’s a white (almost) Christmas! 😁🌨❄💃
#FirstSnowOfTheSeason
Finished 2 books before getting out of bed
Long walk in the woods
Met 3 dogs, 2 deers, and one human
Pizza, half a stout, and hot chocolate for lunch
An hour’s deep nap with the boy
Now planning to watch a Christmas romcom and help R bake a cake
Happy day all around (for me)
Coffee in one hand.
A book in the other.
Music on headphones.
Everyone you love snoring away around you.
Dark outside.
What’s not to love about early winter mornings?
When I was growing up in my small Indian town, the term for an after meal dessert was ‘sweet dish’.
However, as true fast (and loud) speaking Punjabis, we didn’t really pronounce it as two words. The words were merged, and the ‘t’ and the ‘d’ merged into a single ‘td’.
The actual spoken term we used for a dessert is a near perfect homonym for the term for a person from that happy North European country – Sweedish
Often I think back to my time at my two colleges – 4 years for the engineering undergrad, and, after a short break, 2 years at business school.
There are very few things, if any, that I’d change about my time in undergrad.
The list of things I’d do differently in my post grad is long. The list of things I’d do the same again wouldn’t last a hand.
Wonder what this says about me – me today, and me then – and those places (in time, people, and environment).
.. is hard. Even when the change is conscious, and (hopefully) for the better.
“It is infinitely better to have a few good men than many indifferent ones.”
— George Washington