Sunday thoughts

i have been toying with the idea of learning dressmaking for quite some time now. It sounds so unlike me - but i would like to design my own clothes. It has also to do with the fact that i don't seem to find anything i like or if i like it, it is too expensive. i still have that lower-middle class mentality of thinking paying too much for clothes is a sin. There, i have said i. So sue me for being cheap.

It is also that i am itching to do something creative. Candlemaking in this heat is something i can't imagine - i have a mental block right now to it as well. i thought of taking up ceramics but the class registration closed before i could register so i will have to wait for the next session if there is any.

Oh, i celebrated my birthday last week - celebrate is not exactly the word when you inch closer to death...yes, i am morbid. i took a day off work and spent the day with the loved ones. i am tninking i should gift myself a dressmaking class as a belated birthday gift. That and a steam mop.

You know you are getting antiquated when you start thinking of steam mops as the best birthday gift - forget iPad or flowers or books. i could welcome books though.

Maybe i might sew a bikini!!! That would be simple--and it would be the skimpiest one ever, just two strips of cloth. And i would join the exciting world of haute couture. i love myself. Yes, i do.

Pilates and i

I had signed up for a pilates class in April and today was the last day. It was weekly, one hour session. The first ever exercise lesson i have attended.

After coming here, i felt i was putting on weigth- though everyone disagreed. i felt i was bursting out of my skin - which makes me think my skin is 0% elastic, even a few pounds more and i feel like i have been squeezed into i a skin-tight body suit. I like pilates - it tones up your body. I have always been on the side of skinny but never have been toned.

It makes me feel good (and less guilty) that i have taken up pilates. As it is, i have always taken my body for granted.
i do not drink enough water, i do not greens, i do not eat healthy... so sneaking in some minutes of pilates once every other day makes me feel like i am doing at least something good for my body. He has taken up running...good for him. I suck in my stomach muscles and try to strengthen my 'core'. Maybe by the time i die, i would be toned and would be the best looking corpse around.

And i would buy one of those itsy bitsy bikini and go frolicking on the beaches --- the thought is indecent enough...

And i know i am growing old when such mortal thoughts as exercise occupy my mind.

Last week, i cooked chicken briyani-- and boy, am i a good cook?? It was heavenly--don't expect modesty from me. I passed on the recipe to a colleague whose MIL is visiting. I gave her a step-by-tiny-step guide and she texted me in the middle of the night thanking me because she was being praised by everyone for the tasty briyani. i am a saviour!!

Hello world

I downloaded the blogger app and am trying it out. Hopefully this would mean i would blog regularly. Promises and promises.

Life is dragging on. I find the heat energy sapping. Or maybe i am just growing old. At the end of the day, all i want to do is just slump on the bed.

I need some energy drink. I need a hair cut too. I need to get a life as well.