• We have become a Bangalorean. Almost. We own a nebulizer, a hot water bag, a steamer, a vial of asthalin. We started the kids on homeopathy. I can understand a teeny bit of Kannada and speak butler Kannada aka Hindi /English /Tamil suffixed with a maadi. Like bargaining – Yestu.. Yenu so much.. 50 Rs finish maadi okay a.
• This has been a lousy year as far as health goes. We emerged out of it just fine. After the fact, I do realize that it could have been worse, much much worse. We are grateful and lucky that way. 2009 has also been one of the happiest and stress free years. Contradictory statements. That’s life.
• D can read and write, phonetically correct. She can do basic math, loves solving crosswords, her imagination and curiosity reaching new heights. The confidence also brings in attitude – The I know it all – kinds. Both are needed, we just need to draw and abide by the fine balance line. She has also become pretty aggressive over the last few months. Survival tactics, I suppose. Should I gloat or sulk? I am torn.
• Dlittle started speaking sentences. I have long lost my chatterbox title to my older one. But the new one in the making is leading to fierce competition between the girls. The father has started staying late in the office and demands a cup of coffee as soon as he enters the house. Guess it’s his way of preparing for estrogen loaded speech bombardment.
  She loves books. “Loves” is an understatement. There are times when she has woken up at 2 in the night and cried – Wead mumma, book wead. We can’t pronounce “r” yet. “w” with a tongue twist has been substituted for “r”. Cuteness personified, I tell ya.
  She is our Calvin in the making.
• I am learning the art of letting go and let them be. The process is painful, the outcome is serene. Learning to look beyond politics and grudges. Life is too short.
  It comes and goes in phases. Extreme swings from wanting to strangle your neck to let go with a smile. Constant conscious practice should soon convert this into a habit.
  I have become much more tolerant and patient. ( I need to throw some white erase paint over this line, in case the husband reads ).
• Social life pendulum, both online and offline has come to a stand still. New place, new people, zero effort on taking the initiative. Just needs a little prop for the oscillation to start. Except for one apartment acquaintance who has become more than a friend. And some bloggie pals, who have been very very helpful. Thankyou Chox, Poppy, CofS and Aargee.
  Yaadayaada visited us this summer. We were yapping through the night, catching up on Bay area news. She has to be my lost twin. We just seem to connect at multiple levels.
  Friendship deserves a separate post.
• The husband says he is falling in love all over again. With me, who else! Says the critic – I am a caring human being and a good mother. It appears that he is not aware of the bazillion neck strangling sessions. I am not complaining. This should make this the bestest year ever!
• 2009 has also given spiritual enlightenment a whole new dimension. More later.
  Plan is to close this year with a prayer, finish reading Three Cups Of Tea and start the new year watching 3 idiots and indulge in family fun

This also happens to by my 100th post. Have managed to reach this milestone at a time when the readership is at it’s all time low(One needs to write for others to read. Yup, I know). That should stop me from celebrating? Did I mention, I have also adopted positive outlook and hell bent on finding the light at the end of the tunnel?

A toast to the good life. A toast to the 100th. A toast to the day that is left before we call this a year. A toast to welcome 2010.

!! Happy Holidays Folks !!