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Dressing in finery

Posted by Phoenixritu February 28, 2009, under Uncategorized | 20 Comments
Dressing in finery

Role reversal is wierd … in a nice heart warming way DIL has decided that I badly need to dress up like a grown up and be lady like She has also offered to take me shopping, not for herself, but FOR ME Shocking!  She is willing to forgo her shopping for me!!!  I am [...]

What's cooking in the Phoenix House

Posted by Phoenixritu January 12, 2009, under Uncategorized | 21 Comments
What's cooking in the Phoenix House

Lazy Sunday morning I live in queenly solitary splendour on the ground floor, Kid#1 and DIL occupy one bedroom and Kid#2 another on the first floor.  The three dogs keep wandering upstairs, downstairs and in My Lady’s Chamber as the mood gets them. So on the lazy Sunday morning I woke up at 10 am [...]

Fashion vs Winters

Posted by Phoenixritu December 10, 2008, under Uncategorized | 16 Comments
Fashion vs Winters

DIL : I want to be warm this winter Me : (Hiding my grin – at least trying to) There are seven weddings along with various functions. DIL : I am going to wrap myself with lots of warm clothing. I raise my eyebrows, but say nothing.  I swear I could feel the earth tilt [...]

You say Potato, I say Poh tah toe

Posted by Phoenixritu December 5, 2008, under Uncategorized | 20 Comments
You say Potato, I say Poh tah toe

Every one loves potatoes.  This is something I can say without fear of repercussion.  Aloo, spuds, potatoe, whether they come from Haldwani or any where in the world are my everlasting love.  I seriously think the major reason for my being a lapsed Jaini is that they wanted me to feel guilty about sinking my [...]

Spectator Sports

Posted by Phoenixritu November 8, 2008, under Uncategorized | 12 Comments
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 [...]