Christmas is a wonderful time to reflect on the year gone by and the coming year. It is a time for aspirations and the desire to live better and love better. Some of us make resolutions (I know I do)…some of us don’t. But all of us are united in one thing –…
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Dear Coffee, Good things happen when we get together. Remember how we met? Oh, I know you’ve ruled our family from the beginning of time – but I am talking about how you and I met. The year was 1979. It was March and I was busy studying for my Grade…
I know gaming often receives a bad rap, usually because those who enjoy it are so engrossed in it that they forget human interaction. But it needn’t be that way. Modern gaming and social interaction can actually go hand in hand. Some time back I wrote about how we enjoy Bingo…
If we are all blessed with one thing – it is memory. I think I am lucky to have a sharp memory and while it sometimes freaks me out that I can remember a lot of trivial things that probably serve no purpose, I also consider it a good thing. After…
I know I promised to take you along on a window shopping trip around my local market a couple of weeks ago! And here I am, to do just that. (Mel, I am looking at you, c’mon, let’s go!) Oh, don’t hesitate to buy something, if you want! I am only…
Ever been stuck in a situation where you were afraid to take a decision that could change your life forever, but really had no choice? I have. Several times. The craziest thing was, I really had no other option. It was like being stuck between a rock and a hard place…
Life is such a great teacher, ably supported by “experience”. Depending on how we look at it, growing up can be painful, or…educative. My childhood, according to some people was less than perfect. I did not think so. From other people’s viewpoint, here was a child whose father abandoned her Mother…