The Gentleman Robber

(Gentleman Caller = Death, Gentleman Robber = Time. Geddit? Ha ha)

Last week went by so quickly: Nazir's supposed New York trip that involved packing - and not unpacking (men! guess who has to do it? brrr.), Rehan's injection part 2 and subsequent fever. It is the usual nightmare when Rehan is sick: being irrationally afraid and tired at the same time. Not a good combi.

Today's anthem: Bon Jovi's Greatest Hits - and we are back in the eighties!

Birthday is dawning upon me. Older but not wiser, I think. Isn't that depressing?

This time last year, I was puking my guts up.

This year I have Rehan!

What have I learnt in twenty-five years: people suck, mostly. If that is to be my epitath, I think I need to have my head checked.

Need to focus on the positive! Remember the people who do not suck, namely, Crescentians! and my dear friends and family. Actually, that's quite a lot of people - just overwhelmed by gross people. :P Hence, focus on the positive. (Yah, I know, Nazir!)

Read Carl Hiaasen's "Nature Girl". That is so me. If let loose upon the world.

Birthdays are always a a big deal in my family. This weekend promises loads of fun: celebrations start today with buying my present. Nazir proposed dinner with his family - ha ha. So not the thing for birthday. After twenty five years of celebrating with my family, it has become an unbreakable tradition. I guess it is true that we are a little insular. Ha ha. :) BIG LOVE!