I know it is been a long time since I updated the blog. Thank you all for your mails and comments.
My life is totally turned upside down..( Which is nothing new)
First of all, my stuff is still with the shippers in Vancouver. The wonderful shipping agent told me that it will take 6 to 8 weeks for my stuff to arrive in Australia.. I being the first class idiot, fell for her charms hook, line and sinker. What the agent conveniently forgot to tell me was that the 6 to 8 weeks is from when the ship actually sails!
So now I make idli’s in an egg poacher and roll rotis using wine bottle..( And of course wine being cheaper, I buy a new bottle every time we have roti for dinner.. There is no fun using the same bottle, right?)
Apart from an elderly cousin, I don’t have any relatives nearby and my cousin has gone to India for her annual visit. Amma and my sisters live almost 2000 KM away! So no point asking them for help. ( Don’t forget, My ego is bigger than Titanic, So I wouldn’t ask for help)
If it wasn’t for freecycle ( freecycle.org) I would have been bald by now ! ( plates, egg poacher etc etc were all picked up from the local freecycle.)
Then the kids.. all of a sudden they grew up.. I don’t know how to explain. They were little babies, who still believed in Santa when I left Vancouver.. in a span of 8 weeks everything changed.
Yaya came back from her school camp few weeks ago and was sitting across me drinking milo and updating me about all the things she did at the camp. Then out of the blue she asked me, what age would I think she can go out for a date!( I am sure the girls in her class was discussing about boys and dating..
Bloody hell.. Mothers should be given some sort of warning before a question like that are asked!
Now, I am not a traditional mother who thinks it is blasphemous to date. I also remember all my crushes..But still, I honestly wasn’t prepared for that question.. What do I tell her? That 11 is too early? But I knew if I had told her that, then I was just giving more fuel to the teenage rebellion she is storing to unleash on me the next few years.. So I did what I thought would be the best. I told her
“Baby, I can’t tell you when you should start dating. That is such a PERSONAL ( very powerful word for a pre teen) decision. You will know when you are ready and once you think you are ready, come and talk to me and we will see what we can do”
She was pleased with my reply.
I felt good after telling her that.. but now I dread that any of these days she will come and tell me that she is ready to start dating…
Yaya and toothless went for a school disco.. and 3 girls requested toothless to dance with him. His sisters and I have tons of fun teasing him.. but in my heart I know he is growing..I know I have to let go..but I am not ready.. I wish I can wave a magic wand and pause my life.
Then Patrick Swayze died..I watched the movie dirty dancing in 1988.. I had such a huge crush on Swayze.. I dreamed of dancing like him..for him.. with him..( you get the drift No? Ah those teenage days!)
Then we had the mother of all dust storm..It took me days to clean up..
I read a lot of books by Aussie authors..
But the book I absolutely enjoyed was the housekeeper and the professor by Yoko Ogawa.. ( it was nice to know that I am not the only one who like to spell words backwards!)
So that is all for now..