that’s me ,I get so many gr8 ideas once I get out and have the time to blog ..BLANK.When I read my blogs sometimes I feel like its been written by some mentally disturbed person:)
.disconnected thots ‘ n all 🙂
spoke to my thatha sterday ,he ‘s at Trichi with my uncle who is an Anesthesiologist in BHEL.so medically he has entire hopspital staff at his disposal but he feels lonely .Everyday his children grandchildren talk to him still …
Talking to him always ensures a dream that night about him n ammachi.Nice dreams …
Ringing him up everyday is a possible but , I can’t do it.I only end up crying because he is suffering so much …can’t let him go either .So calling him once a week works out 4 both of us.
DH has promised to be at home 2 morrow ,sometimes he is surprised by how happy I am 4 my b’day week.
SH has school but she will be back in the afternoon.
My li’l princess , I could bite her and eat her she is so frickin’ cutalicious