Again it’s the season of turning into a charcoal chick … Chennai is scorching… the heat can actually turn a chicken into a tandoori chicken. Sun Tan, water problems, load shedding, pollution, heat , no rain – ahhh am I still breathing?? … Thankfully, will be leaving for home this weekend. The land of Blue mountains – here I come 😀
These days my lovely laptop is being stalked by an ugly, creepy, large Lizard … no matter how many times I change its location, the crawling thing would be found hovering around it. And it’s too large for a house lizard. Even larger than my palm… now don’t get ideas that I was measuring its length with my hands… ewww the thought itself gives me Goosebumps.
Biker Dear, my beau, has reached heights of being eccentric. Usually during weekends I would cook for him. He loves spicy food while I am incapable of digesting anything of that variety. So you can imagine the sparks that usually fly in the kitchen. One fine afternoon, to teach him a lesson, I put 3 spoonful of Red Chilli powder, especially grinded by his mother, in the curry. The spice quotient of the curry was unearthly high… beyond human consumption. But as the fate may be, Biker Dear slurped all of it in one go , claiming it be the best’est curry while I was gulping down jars and jars of water to quench fire burning inside my digestive tract.
These days my sister and I are seriously discussing on a grave matter which has been disturbing me for a long time – My hair. I have long hairs and no matter what hairstyle I choose, I won’t compromise with the length. The beauticians all over are baffled as to how to tackle this situation 😛 Maybe our discussions are too long ‘coz I can see that reflecting in my phone bills…
My sister dahling is my beauty expert and I have given her the herculean task of turning my Hay into Hair. Comparing my hair with hay is an understatement though. People often suggest me to donate it to broom industry.
Any suggestions how to distract men from watching 3 seasons of Heroes continuously… or for that matter any suggestion on how to distract men from the idiot box? Coz I have miserably failed in doing so.
That’s all for today.
Cheers!!!
Tat was a funny Post… i enjoyed it
Hey princess….. jus a little suggestion for ur long hay… i mean hair….
Step 1:jus stop trying those beauticians, jus dont pay attention to how they look, completely forget abt ur hairs…. stop looking into the mirror, ignore when ppl laugh or commnet on those broom strands… mean ur hairs…..
the day u will attain complete self control over these, let me kno… then i will tel u the step2 ….. lolz
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/04/04/easter-sunday-awards-to-fill-your-basket/
have fun!
Nice Post…
n Yea thr is no solution to the HEROES thing.. 😉