Spectator Sports
There are some type of spectator sports I have never seen much point in. I had a friend who used to watch exercise videos over and over again, and then nod and grin happily "Work Out Over". May be he liked to watch the PYTs waggle their tush at the camera.
I never much understood the craze for blue flicks either. I would take pointers from them alright in my young age, but why watch some one else have all the fun? I just did not get it. I mean how about getting those eyes off the TV screen and on me? A woman has the right to feel neglected you know. Besides those women are some fierce competition. Imagine having to do such intense gymnastics in bed! I am sure men would not agree to this point - but this is a woman's point of view.
That said and done, sitting and convalescing in bed has introduced me to another kind of spectator sport - one that is totally enjoyable and tax free. Watching my children living their lives. It is bliss.
You know, I started blogging to get over the empty feeling as the kids grew up and the real fear of becoming irrelevant to my children - which I assure you, I have. They tell me, quite happily, that I am old and my time has gone. What they do not know is that my time has come NOW. I dont have to change diapers, wash white school uniforms and tennis shoes (who on earth told schools they could use that color for uniforms BTW, certainly not a mother!), tolerate rock music at volumes that dislodges dental fillings, pick up wet towels from e v e r y w h e r e. I am like the President of India, the TOPDOG, the Big Momma and I do not even have to do anything to secure my position. Snigger Snigger - I even have veto power. :)
I wake up to hear some whispered conversation. It takes me time to get off the bed post surgery ... but I still soldier on valiantly to eavesdrop investigate
Kid#2 : Bhabhi please .....
DIL : No, I will tell Mom
Kid#2 : Bhai, please .............
Kid#1 : Dude, convince HER
Kid#2 : Bhabhi, Mom is ill. We cant upset her .......
DIL : You should have thought of it before bunking so much
(This world lost an awesome school marm the day this girl joined the field of interior designing! The kind that makes kids pee in their pants)
The volume of their voices drops for a bit while I strain my ears at the door
DIL : I dont always get my own way, ask HIM
Kid#1 : Rising nobly to the occaision : I let her get her own way ;)
Aha, such delusions LOL
Kid#2 : Exactly Dude, you let her get her own way, and I have to listen to her
Laughter all around
Me : Walking in to the living room : What's the joke?
DIL : Quickly pouring me a cup of tea : Nothing much Mom, how do you feel.
While I sit down she adds :
We are going with Kid#2 to his college ..... I wanted to meet the HOD
Me : Why?
DIL : Just like that ......, besides I wanted to see the campus.
They quickly changed the topic
Me : Oh while you are there, will you check his attendance? I got a call from the college, while I was in hospital.
Stunned silence from the conspirators
Hyuck Hyuck
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Ritu, here too and live, there are some girls who come to the gym with edibles and sit and eat watching others gym
Not really related to your this post of yours, but just wanted to share it 
Like I said, spectator sports
you lucky woman ..am still going thru the drudgery ..sigh !!!!!
But yes we evil mom's do amaze them many a times ..
Lucky loves spectator sports
when at home he is perfect spectator to all the drama ,action,comedy and what not ..the only thing missin is a box of pop corns
Girl stock up the popcorn and train him to pop a bag. Then you can join him for some spectator sports
Hehe...wicked, wicked mom!
Hey, its the spice of life
heheh....you are pure evil, dear one!;-)
Preen Preen, yeah aren't I?? Evil Laughter
Fantastic! Keep up the good work!
M
Thank you M
Do you know what happens to parents who go to meet the HOD??? I will tell you what happened to mine....my HOD fell in love with my Dad so much that he would converse with him for HOURS about Sai Baba and such stuff, while my Dad tried to sit still in that uncomfortable chair. Needless to say, my Dad did not want anything to do with my college or my HOD again!!
Oh wow! You are lucky. My HOD was my Dad's Bridge partner. Sigh!
Lots of things in this post. And I want to comment on so many of them:
1. Why do you think only men watch porn? Women do too!
Hehehehe, Like I said, I took pointers, but never got hooked on to them. The ladies, bless their athletic flexible bodies, totally intimidated me.
2. I think the best time of your life is when your children are "settled" in life and you have fulfilled all your social obligations. I'd do anything to be 50+ by which time I assume I would've left the changing diapers, getting the children to do their homework, worrying about my own MIL and FIL behind. You're right - THIS is your time!
Oh yeah!
3. I love the way you tell your family you still have the veto power
Hyuck Hyuck, still laughing at that one
You do complete justice to your name O Evil Queen!
I think the best way to tackle the porn situation is to talk about the size of the male models. I think that will stop any porn viewing together in future!
Now you tell me - when I am old Sigh!!!!!!
Plus tell kid#2 to get in touch with me. I'll tell him loads of ways to get attendance! And not by showing cleavage!
Na rey, nothing can beat the ease with which a cleavage show can get you your way. Let him quake a bit in terror first
Sniff...sob... I don't have words... such evilness...
so, so...so proud!
(wipes nose on sleeve)
Pat, Pat, Control, my sweets, control
yeah i know waiting for the time like that... currently deep immersed in the diaper changing and feeding duties
Hang in there, Your time shall come too
kool mommy huh...?
lolz...
Like I said, my time has come!!!!
LOL you got a call from the hospital while you were in the hospital
)) ha ha ha I tell such stories to my kids too, and they always fall into this trap!
They think they are so smart ROFL. We have been playing the game a wee bit longer haven't we?