Friday, March 25, 2005


So I am supposed to be organized you say? I am in some areas and not so much in others. With school I am very neat and tidy and have all my papers in order, when I was working, same thing, every thing was catergorized and indexed and all that jazz. But at HOME... well that is a whole different story. Hubby is the one that is neat and organized, I think almost bordering on OCD. He occasionally loses his mind and lets things go for like a few hours, but for the most part he is the glue that holds the house together.

Now being Indian this is supposed to cause me shame, or something, but I don't think it does. I am supposed to cook and clean and fold and iron and do it very well, but I really don't. I can do it, but I just don't because half the time he redoes what I have done. I love my hubby, and if he asked I would do it, but he kicks butt and he does it better than I ever could. So yes it's sad that I don't carry the torch for all women, especially Indian women, but hey I have a clean house, and outside of home everything else is organized.

I was just saying.. hey I am proud that my American (white) husband is so into my culture and embraces it wholly...

In 4.5 months this will all be shot to hell.



I didn't see any comments, so I thought I'd leave one with some Patti Smith lyrics from Dancing Barefoot, because it's playing, and she says "childbirth" in it. I don't understand what she means, so it must be profound:

the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face
the mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself
grave visitations
what is it that calls to us?
why must we pray screaming?
why must not death be redefined?
we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms
and whirl on a pane of glass
an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree
the hands of he and the promise that she is blessed among women.

Moo Moo

Wow... It sounds biblical.. you know "hand of he and the promise that she is blessed among women" something about Mary?

Happy Easter.


i like indian women

Moo Moo

oooooohhh a secret admirer? this will make hubby jealous, unless this IS you hubby?