Mac

I have always been an ardent fan of Apple and all its products. For me, it started with the classic ipod and the momentum slowly built up thereafter.

One of my dreams is to have a complete home office wired up with Apple stuff. An apple desktop, a Macbook to surf anywhere in the house, an apple TV and my ipods docked to stream music throughout the house. Since our house buying plan seems to be on-hold for the time being, I decided to take the plunge now and buy a Macbook.

I seriously don’t know why I waited for so long to get one. It is FANTASTIC. What I love about it is

1. I love the power charger and the cord. It is magnetic and if you trip over it or tug it hard, all that happens is that the cord is disconnected from the laptop, leaving the laptop safe. Such a useful thing to have with a toddler running around the house.

2. The mouse pad. It is huge, super-sensitive, responsive and has so many functions that you can use it for.

3. The fact that it powers on and off so so quickly. In a flash, literally. No waiting time and it has not crashed so far.

4. Looks. Oh, it is ever so sleek, sexy, compact and so aesthetically pleasing to the eye.

5. The in-built camera and the photo-booth. You can do some funky photos with it.

6. It is so lightweight and compact. It even fits into one of my handbags.

It makes me wonder why ever did i wait so long to get one !

P.S – I have to say that I only got one now, thanks to the husband. I was all for buying a small, compact Windows laptop because all i really needed it for was surfing, blogging, uploading my photos etc. I was all set to buy a small laptop because of the price difference (I am cheap like that !), but he convinced me to buy the Mac. And oh, i think it was the best decision I ever made to get convinced.

Nursery Initiation

So many milestones of K have gone undocumented. The intention to do it has always been strong, but the mind has other ideas. I did not want to let yet another milestone go past without a mention, so I am getting down to it straightaway.

Today, I took K to see the new nursery that she will start in September. This new nursery is attached to a primary school, so the plan is that she will continue her schooling there. It is a girl’s school (which is a separate post, in its own right – our choice of school), close to where we live.

K loved the school. This was her first visit and I could sense that she enjoyed it thoroughly. The room was large, bright, cheery and so colourful. It had almost the same toys that she has in her current nursery, but there was something very bright, cheerful and welcoming about the new place.

I was rather concerned about how she would react and if she would even speak to anybody. I need not have worried. One of the boy’s (in her current nursery) mum Mrs M works in the new place and K remembered her. K ran up to her and started talking to her, while I stayed in the sidelines, taking my surroundings in. I chatted with a few other mums, read all the charts put up, wandered to the school office to clarify a few points and K was fine all along. She painted for a while, played with sand, leafed through a book, pretending to read, and so much more. She chatted with her new friends, existing nursery children, teachers without a care in the world.

This was such a change from the first time she ever went to the nursery that it is hard for me to not feel anything but pride. I really hope she is very happy there.

The children are divided into groups – (i think) randomly for activities and smaller group playtime. She is in the blue house and will wear a blue T-shirt everyday, over her school uniform. I cannot tell you how happy I was to discover that she is in the blue house because if she wasn’t, to have to explain to her that she has to wear another colour would be impossible.  This is because K adores blue. If there was a choice, all her toys/clothes/books/bags would be blue. The world would be blue, for that matter. It has always been in her case. And Mrs M is the key-worker for the blue house and I am so so glad.

It was an hour’s visit and I had a hard time getting her to leave – she enjoyed it so much. Fingers crossed it always stays like that.

Clarity

Appreciation.

Gratitude.

For all the things in my life. I chant for having this attitude every single day. I also chanted for clarity on a topic very close to my heart. I wanted a crystal clear answer, not a wishy-washy one. Not a shade of grey.

I got it when I was least expecting it. I got my answer reading the Guardian on Saturday. A strange place, but it was crystal clear and very direct and aimed at me. At least I felt that.

So thank you, Universe.

P.S – I build ‘Universes’ in my current job. Could it be more apt ?

E-tox

I need an internet detox week – one where I stay away from the internet, my phone and all things gadgets. I love my gadgets but i think I am becoming wayyyyyyy to reliant on them and have this constant urge to be connected ALL the time. I check my emails and facebook a million times a day and I want to get away from doing it.

It has not helped at all that I have been called while on holiday every single time over the last 2 years. Every single time, including my India trip and this week, while on holiday looking after my sick daughter. I dont grudge it because our team is very small but it has meant that each time my blackberry’s red light flashes, I automatically check my email to see if it is urgent. I want to get away from this constant need to be connected, to read an email as soon as it pops into my inbox and to respond instantly.

I love getting and responding to emails, this whine is more about me wanting to remain in touch with the outside world, even when on holiday. I did check my personal emails on holiday too. That is what I want to get away from. Not taking any gadgets is again not an option. Finding the right balance is.

POXed in

K contracted chicken-pox from her nursery. It has been fairly mild so far. She has rashes on her neck, forehead, hands and her legs but doesn’t have a high fever or any of the other symptoms. Our childminder was not sure if she had it or not, so we gave her the week off. We have taken turns to be with her, this week. Thankfully, both of us had chicken pox as children.

The biggest battle has been to keep her indoors. When it is a beautiful, sunny day and we are both home, it is very very hard to explain to a 3 year old why she cannot go out to play. A typical conversation

K : ‘Mummy, can we go to the park now ?’

Me : ‘No baby, we cant go out this week, because you have chicken pox’

K : ‘Ok then can we go in the car ?’

Me : explain as patiently as I can, why we cant.

Rinse, lather, repeat  ad infinitum.

This has been a bigger problem than her itching, too.

I am supposed to be on holiday, but am practically working through the day, fire-fighting a problem. Why do they all come up only when i am out of the office ?

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