Yesterday the Girlie day out was perfection personified. Came home from a gorgeous drive to the airport, ate the idlis that are somehow soul food and arrived home with sincere desire to work. Except... i met L sitting on the couch with a book and a lit cigarette who moaned the fact that she did not seem to want to head to work and so ... we well sat
and spoke about.... hmmm surprise.. MEN!... there are such differences in upbringing that come to the surface from time to time that it makes me smile.. for example her parents permitted male visitors from a way younger age than mine would have dreamt of it and yet much is same the closeness to family, the ties those do not change that much at all .....
1. To be as anorexic as Carrie Bradshaw
2 ability to walk with heels that size
. i am relatively ok with cockroaches.. have one that comes and visits the kitchen - we have an agreement he does not come out in the morning and i dont kill him in the night.... so its all good. non violent peaceful co habitation and all that.
Seeing the devil.. i yelled and locked the room. L, the brave one corned the Flying thing and placed a bucket over it.. and that is where it stayed for the night.... while the soup and the meal were devoured to FIRE the movie.
Anyway.. house wife 2 is off to a good start. Nailpolish is on the table and dinner menu ready to be printed!..hoping like hell this is just a phase!