Our little baby turned ONE! My hubby and I decided to throw him a ‘Royal Prince’ themed birthday party. Being DIY Geeks, we hand-made most of the party supplies – invitation cards, banners, background drapes, handcrafted letters, gift tags, favor bags, crafted cutlery and thank you cards.
My little Prince turned ONE on 9/15. I still remember the first time I held him in my arms, the day he was born. My life changed forever. As he grew each milestone, my eagerness and euphoria grew manifold and etched those incredible memories of his “firsts” in my heart: first coo, first word “Amma”, first “turn over”, blabbering “da-da”, “ba-ba”; first steps with the walker, first tooth, first crawl, first time standing up by himself, first time climbing the entire staircase, first time feeding himself with finger food, using his tiny little fingers, and first steps forward, sans any support, et al.
Well, time surely flies! 🙂
Since he loves “Wheels on the bus” rhyme by “Mother Goose club”, I zeroed in on that theme for a small family celebration at home! 🙂
Mary Kubica at her brilliant storytelling yet again! I loved her previous books “Good Girl” and “Pretty Baby”! She’s my new favorite author.
I was fortunate enough to grab a signed copy of “Don’t you cry” at Target recently.
An engrossing, intriguing and suspenseful read! It captivated me right from the beginning.
Quinn discovers that her room mate Esther Vaughan had suddenly disappeared through the fire exit. After rummaging her personal belongings, she discovers a letter addressed to “My Dearest”, signed EV. There are several other surprising events that unfolds- A girl calling Esther’s number in response to ad that Esther had posted looking for a new room-mate, a guy turning up at her apartment informing Quinn that Esther had requested for changing of locks, an affidavit saying Esther is now Jane, pile of shredded letters, etc. Quinn feels that Esther is trying to get rid of her and is looking for new room mate. She feels betrayed and backstabbed. The plot deepens when Quinn discovers few more letters addressed to My dearest- signed EV, and also appalling story of Kelsey, Esther’s previous room mate before Quinn, who had died of peanut allergy/poisoning for which Esther was blamed. Quinn begins to shiver thinking if Esther is plotting to kill her too?
In a parallel story , a mysterious woman appears in quiet coffee shop where 18 year old Alex works as a dishwasher. Alex was abandoned by his mother and lived with his alcoholic father who sold Alex’s personal trophies and belongings for booze. Alex is working multiple jobs to make ends meet. Alex is now captivated to this mysterious woman and follows her everywhere like shadow – right from the coffee shop, to the beach, to the haunted house which is believed to be haunted by a 5 yr old girl Genevieve, who had died of drowning in her bath tub, whilst her mother was tending to her baby sister.
The plot is full of surprise twists and turns. It’s a delightful read! As the story progressed, I found myself going back and re-reading the letters as they actually meant something else!
Six months ago, we embarked onto new Parenthood by embracing the new sunshine into our lives.
Every moment of our life has been extremely blissful ever since then.
Wishing our little munchkin a very Happy 6th month birthday. Time surely does fly.
I’m familiar with the bitter taste. It tasted awful the first time. But, I ignored the bitterness and gulped it down my throat. I had read and heard raving reviews about its numerous health benefits ranging from shedding extra pounds and beating obesity, enhancing fat burning and increasing metabolism, improving mental health, dental health and physical performance; lowering risks of breast and prostate cancer, Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s, Diabetes and Cardiovascular diseases. My goal was to lose weight. I was successfully piling up extra pounds around my midsection and thighs.
They fought. He stormed out leaving her heartbroken. She patiently waited for him, but his ego forbade him. Days turned into weeks, in-turn into months. Finally, he realized his mistake and returned, only to find her apartment in disarray. She was gone.
“I don’t know when I started collecting rain” introspected Shiela. “Maybe it was from past several months when we were struck by drought, or, was it when this latest ‘challenge’ fad started? Nevertheless, I commenced the task of placing an empty bucket in the front yard of my house every day and leaving it for months together to collect rain water”.
Sheila inspected the bucket and realized that it was vacuous. She looked yonder at her barren field that was deprived of water due to recent drought. Crops had perished. Her farm animals were malnourished. Some denizens had even abandoned her village, in the pursuit of water.