Of the nightly glows. (Update)

Once the snooze button was pressed, I had a look at last night’s post- NEEDED some editing and updating!

Manic Mum Life

People say technology has eroded communal living. We are so busy being online that we fail to build meaningful, lasting friendships and relationships- they say. We apparently share too much with too many people. We are a compulsively exhibitionist, yet equally voyeuristic society. There are memes and cartoons of entire families sitting together in the same room, with their gadgets and devices; engrossed in their virtual worlds, utterly disconnected from each other.

I wonder though..

As I sit here and type this, in semi- darkness; The Mister is right beside. Awash in the soft white glow of our respective gadgets, we are as close as we can be, yet in entirely different virtual worlds.

We read, we surf. He watches, I blog. He plays, I hear. We do whatever our heart desires. No fights, no arguments, no settling for something just because the other wishes so.

Yet, we laugh and…

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Of the nightly glows. (Update)

People say technology has eroded communal living. We are so busy being online that we fail to build meaningful, lasting friendships and relationships- they say. We apparently share too much with too many people. We are a compulsively exhibitionist, yet equally voyeuristic society. There are memes and cartoons of entire families sitting together in the same room, with their gadgets and devices; engrossed in their virtual worlds, utterly disconnected from each other.

I wonder though..

As I sit here and type this, in semi- darkness; The Mister is right beside. Awash in the soft white glow of our respective gadgets, we are as close as we can be, yet in entirely different virtual worlds.

We read, we surf. He watches, I blog. He plays, I hear. We do whatever our heart desires. No fights, no arguments, no settling for something just because the other wishes so.

Yet, we laugh and share. Together.

Ever so often, one nudges the other and asks the other to peek into their screen.

We gawk at prissy, daft celebs and giggle at their daily antics. We laugh at inane and stupid status updates and posts. We share funny videos. We stare unabashedly at weird profile pictures. We analyse and dissect the daily news. We ponder over world problems. Together.

We share our virtual world almost unconditionally. Therefore we expand our perspective and widen our view of the world. Dr J now shares a passion for technology and cars, while Mr H can recognize brands of designer shoes! Who would have thought! Of course, we have both have always been compulsive news readers.

His world is mine and mine his. We are isolated, yet more entwined than ever. As a couple, we have our virtual space and territory, yet we are more than welcome to encroach into each other’s spaces.

He shops for computer peripherals and nifty tech- trinkets while I look at everything from books to boots! We check our mails and bank accounts, we plan our holidays, book real and imaginary tickets to far off lands. We share pictures of Zoe that we may have taken through the day. We speak to family that live miles away, sometimes together and sometimes alone.

And they say technology is driving families apart! It seems to me like it pulls us ever so close, without our identities and oddities being lost or made forcibly miscible.

Maybe it does sometimes, but that does not make it inherently evil. Our inventions and gadgets are only as evil as we make them out to be. It is all us folks, it is how we choose to use.

As far Our little family is concerned, we love the time of the nightly glow; of our white and colorful screens. When we are all settled and cosy in our small little haven, alone yet connected .With the world at our fingertips!

Till next time..

Dr J.

P.S. I first “met” The Mister online. He is The Hubster now, for seven years! Isn’t that “lasting” enough?

The Ladies Lounge- Currently Crushing!

And here we go again, ladies! The year is already a month old and it has brought with it a slew of surprises; some pleasant and some nasty. (We shall get into that another day.) It’s time for my current crushes. This month’s favorites are few but are true favorites. They are things that I use/ enjoy almost everyday.

1. Making it my own!

Personalized bits and bobs.
Personalized bits and bobs.

Suddenly, I want my stamp on everything. I want engraved rings and pens, monogrammed bags, custom- made key rings, personalized planners….you get my drift. It’s my current obsession!


 

2.  Keep it short and simple please! Lotus Safe Sun Daily Multi- Function Sunblock.

More than pleased to skip a step!
More than pleased to skip a step!

This is a tinted- moisturizer plus sunblock in one tube, it’s three steps in one. Best part? It isn’t insanely expensive!


 

3. Chic-lit marathon.

Chic- lit!
Chic- lit!

On a women- protagonist based, women- authored book fest. Light reads, nothing fancy.


 

4. The layering trend continues- The Body Shop White Musk Libertine Eau De Toilette.

Musky layers.
Musky layers.

To be honest, this hardly lasts a couple of hours on me and I’m usually not a fan of purely musky fragrances. But I like how this smells and I layer it over some of my long lasting scents. It works great when layered.


 

5. No- rinse make-up remover-  Bioderma Sensibio H2O Make- up Removing Micelle Solution.

I love shortcuts.
I love shortcuts.

Does what it promises. Hence Dr J approved.


 

6. Beverage freak me- Twinings Gunpowder Green Tea and Mint

The beverage queen!
The beverage queen!

I have no strong preference when it comes to tea, coffee and milk (malt/ chocolate/ almond/ soy)- I drink’em all! I am slightly partial to this though, currently…


 

7.  Surprisingly good-  Real Techniques Core Collection Brushes

Well worth the dough.
Well worth the dough.

Have been wanting to try them for a while now. Especially now, that MAC and other cosmetic brands have gone loco with their prices. These are great quality brushes that don’t break your bank.


 

8. Worth the hype- Loreal Volume Million Lashes Mascara.

Does the job.
Does the job.

This one seems quite the rage in the beauty- blogging community. I understand the hype, and I do like it. But it still falls short (not by much though) of my favorite mascara (The Falsies!).


 

9. Watching Season 7 of The Mentalist.

The Simon Baker fix!
The Simon Baker fix!

The Mentalist has lost it’s steam after the Red John story fizzled out. It is getting a bit predictable and tedious. But after sticking by Lisbon and Jane for almost 7 years now, I can’t seem to abandon them! I curl up in bed every week, and sneak in an hour of my Simon Baker and Tim Kang fix at 2 am!


 

That’s about it for the month of January folks. Hope you all have a lovely weekend!

Till next time..

Dr J.

 

Ma Wednesday! The routine of scheduled randomness.

A lot of new mothers (especially the horribly anxious first- timers) stress on “routines” for their bubs. I have read about how it is best to “get them on a schedule” early on. Every forum I visit, has half a dozen queries everyday on how to get a 10 day old, or a 4 week old newborn on a schedule.

One Mama is worried because her baby sleeps too much. One’s wailing because her little one nurses for too long. One is near breakdown because her bub does not nurse for more than five minutes at a time, and she has been “told” that most babies nurse for an average of 20 minutes- on each breast! Some believe their baby has to poop five times a day, some medicate their newborn if they don’t go “poo poo” for a couple of days. Spit- up, diaper changes, duration/ times of sleep, nursing, cooing, smiling …everything is contentious. And in every forum, there are miracle babies who fit into every mould of ideal-ness and followed exceptionally planned out schedules!  😦

I realized very early on that these schedule related posts and forums are not for me; mostly because my little one seemed to be an expert rule- breaker on all accounts. She slept randomly, nursed at odd intervals and for hardly a couple of minutes each time, pooped maybe once a week, smiled a lot and slept very little (even as a newborn).

I did try during the early days, to get her to nurse at certain intervals, or to sleep at set times. She seemed very resistant. The more I stressed about it, the harder it got. Argh, damn all those forum- moms who had perfect, little babies with perfect little routines!

I find it hard to wake up at the same time every morning (even with the strategically timed, sequential, anti- snooze, multi- alarm system that I use). I also find it incredibly difficult to go to bed early. I eat when I am hungry. If busy, I can stay focused and alert without as much as a sip of water for over 16 hours; while sometimes I can get ravenously hungry, unstably hypoglycemic in three hours. I will sometimes eat one banana and head to work, and then there are days when I have tea, biscuits, toast, bowl of fruits, muffin and milk for breakfast. I am often moody and sometimes willfully  irritable. I whine and laugh without preamble. And there is nothing, absolutely zilch that I can do to change any of this. I am who I am. And I am grown woman.

If a grown woman cannot be “scheduled” into submission, how can I expect my brand new, tiny, helpless, scared human to accede to my pre- determined notion of when, what and how she should be?

I am not sitting on my high horse and passing judgement on parents/ mothers who work incredibly hard to get their newborns into a routine. Yes, routines are great things to have in one’s life. They can make you productive and they make life easier to plan because of their inherent predictability. Therefore, if you are a super Mama who has managed the miracle of getting your “routine’ down; then bravo my friend! I envy you. Well, almost…

Zoe has a routine too. She sleeps at night, wakes up in the morning. She has a bath and three meals a day. Two power- naps break the day down into three intervals. And there ends her routine. The times are exceedingly variable. Nursing (once I come back from work) is still on demand. Meals are eaten when she is hungry (and she lets us know when that happens!). Bed time is when she shows signs that she is ready to sleep. Nap times and duration are variable. Even at eleven months old, she seems to have my mien when it comes to forceful imposition- it’s either my way or NO WAY honey! And so I let her be. I nudge her, and gently cajole her; I do not impose. She has slowly determined what works best for  her and has settled into her own little “routine” (if I even dare call it so!). I have learnt to work around it.

If order is the key to productivity, then I believe chaos is oftentimes the precursor of creativity. The one benefit of not having a strict, time based routine is flexibility. It is easier to travel and she is more accommodating to new surroundings. She does not get overtly cranky if food- time or nap- time is off by a couple of hours. Honestly though, it’s The Hubsy that I have to thank. He is the one who suggested that maybe Zoe isn’t the “routine” type. He is the laid- back, let’s- cross- the- bridge- when- we- have- to sort of parent. And it balances my over- intense, over- thought out style of parenting. Letting go of the schedule obsession had made my life so much easier. And Zoe seems to be better for it.

So yes, if you are bedraggled, new Mum who is just not able to get her little one to eat or sleep at certain times; do not fret friend. There is hope for you yet. Cut your little one some slack and stop boxing them into schedules and stereotypes. Some of us are more conducive to order and convention while others prefer the flexibility and unpredictable fun of ordered chaos!

Till next time..

Dr J.

Runday Monday- Quirks!

I am not superstitious, but I can be a creature of habit. These are habits/ quirks/ rituals/ practices that I seemed to have accrued over the years, running-wise.

–  Pre- run snack is always half a banana (or one small one) and a sip (only ONE) of water.

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Half if big, one if small. And one tiny, sip- no more!

 

– The music- source/ iPod always goes on the left side of the waistband.

Always, for more than a decade now. Let pocket, left waistband.
Always, for more than a decade now. Left pocket, left waistband.

 

– Always wear a cap/ hood. Day or night. Regardless of the weather.

Have almost every color available.
Have almost every color available.

 

– 5 spritzes of the current running fragrance (read ‘inexpensive deodorants’). Not more, not less.

Current Run Perfume.
Current Run Perfume.

 

– Laps and times are always accounted for, even when running for fun. Laps are always in even numbers and times are always rounded off to the nearest zero (e.g. 40 mins rather than 37).

– Irrespective of type of trainers/ shoes worn, the laces are always tied around the ankle. Left first by habit.

That's not me by the way!  Source-    www.washingtonpost.com
That’s not me by the way! Source- http://www.washingtonpost.com

 

– Always crave (eat) a biscuit/ cookie/ cracker after my run. Stupid I know. And counterproductive!

– Left ear bud first.

– Like sweat to drip rather than be wiped off. Makes me feel like I’m working extra- hard. Icky but true.

– Always a slow, croony ballad for warm-up.

– Always run on the left  perimeter of the track, except when I have to overtake the walking-in- horizontal-formation- while gossiping  group of “uncles”.

Yeah, that’s most of it. Others cannot be shared on public forums.

Any exercise- quirks you folks would like to share?

Till next time..

Dr J.

P.S. I do know that it WAS Monday YESTERDAY!

 

 

Surprises our heads hide.

How would you feel if you woke up feeling different everyday?

Not knowing if you wanted to wake up and burst forth and head to conquering all in sight, or cower and wilt and wither away to oblivion under a large rock.

There are days when you want to shine bight like the corona. And then there are days when you want to melt into the night, be invisible.

You want to be everything. Know everything. Acquire all in sight. Other days, you wish you could just lay there, unmoving and unthinking.

You wish to stand out. You wish to blend in.

There are myriad voices within, some in concert, some in polar opposition.

You wish to be THIS. And THAT!

You wish for so much. That the burden of them becomes your cross to bear.

You are pulled in so many directions, you no longer have a center. A focal point of YOURSELF, your very essence, is diluted and lost.

You wish. You want. You crave. Your desire. You covet. Everyday. Relentlessly. Randomly.

And that my friend, will prove to be your undoing!

Thy own mind shall be the nemesis of thy happiness…

 

Till next time..

Dr J>

Saturday nights.

Saturday nights are precious. The one night in the week when I can do as I please. Stay up till sunrise if I so choose. Without remorse or prospects of dire consequence. A night I look forward to, from Sunday morning and thereafter. The anticipation of which colors my day bright. The excited expectancy gathers by Friday night and builds to a cresendo by Saturday evening.

Once The Little One is safely tucked in, I am free to indulge in whatever mores, wonts, whims and desires that I wish to. I can curl up in bed with the warm, comforting glow of my iPad. Or lounge in a squishy armchair with a book in hand, lost. I may slurp rich, creamy hot chocolate or sneak in a late night Earl Grey while drifting aimlessly through the quagmire of satellite television. I can blog through the night if I want to. The Mister and I can gossip, reminisce, plan, or bicker away till dawn. I can put in extra- work into my papers or catch up on the latest literature and techniques. I could even do something as mundane but vital as folding the piled up laundry or cleaning out my closet.

The possibilities are endless, and the wishes too many. The mind whirs with anticipation but the body is consumed with exhaustion. Hence, what transpires on Saturday nights is often miles away from what is envisioned.

Zzzzzzzzzzz……..

 

The Ladies Lounge Reviews- Especially Escada!

Especially ESCADA

Eau de Parfum

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DESCRIPTION

This luxurious and bright fragrance is floral and subtle. It is inspired by the woman who radiates femininity and lights up the room with her smile.

THE SCENT

This sparkling fragrance combines the classic allure of rose petals with a crisp tone of pear, while aromatic ambrette seeds add a musky note to this feminine scent.

Top note
The fragrance opens with sparkling, refreshing pear, which compliments the scent of early morning dewy rose.
Heart note
Used for over 3000 years in fragrance and beauty products, rose essence is created by steaming freshly picked flowers. The rose is the eternal symbol of love and femininity and gives off a timelessly beautiful scent.
Base note
This fragrance contains a combination of musks. The fruity musk base note compliments the sparkling pear and interacts with the rose accord, giving a powdery femininity to the scent.

THE CAMPAIGN

Especially ESCADA is inspired by the luxury of a dewy rose garden in full bloom. The classic flower represents happiness and femininity

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From the official website


 


Hella Ladies!

I am in the mood to sing praises and extol the virtues (and vices!) of my current fragrance of choice. I have been diligently reaching for it every morning the past couple of weeks. Once disliked, and condemned to the bowels of my closet/ vanity; I recently rediscovered it and gave it a second chance. And my my, has it grabbed the chance and slowly crept up into my good books!

I find Escada fragrances to be unique. Years ago, I was gifted Magnetism and I loved it to death, literally to the very last nano- drop! Especially Escada is again a gift from Mr H. It came as a set (with a body cream) in a pretty, plush, pink box (which I am sure I have saved but can’t quite find at the moment!).

I loved the packaging; the sharp, angular glass bottle and pink tinted perfume but wasn’t a fan of the sickly, sweet rose scent at first.

 

Halfway through in one month ;-)
Halfway through in one month 😉

 

The cream disappeared in no time. But the perfume languished,  forlorn and dejected in a dark corner of my closet. Poor thing did not even make the trip to Doha when we first moved. It all changed last month though. Mr Pretty Pink is a star these days!

With some of my go- to fragrances being 3000 odd km away,  I had to dig up some old, forgotten goodies from my locked up cupboards here.

Sometime in December, I started spritzing this out of a need to try something new, not because I particularly like it. It’s top note is pear apparently, with rose being the heart note and the base note consisting of a musky complex. To me, it felt ALL ROSE. And I am not a rose lover, at least not as a perfume! That said, I get showered with compliments every time I wear this. At least a dozen people have asked me what I am wearing this past month. A couple of them have gone on to purchase Especially Escada! It must be me then. The weirdo with unusual olfactory receptors, I rarely like any of the so called “blockbuster”, best- seller perfumes.

I can’t quite discern what the top note smells like. It is fruity definitely, but I don’t get the pear. The rose appears in a few minutes and lingers for what feels like forever. There is an underlying acetone-ish smell as well sometimes, which definitely shouldn’t appear in a high- end perfume such as this in my opinion. The muskiness takes a long time to appear. In fact, this is one of those perfumes that smells better at the end of the day. Subtle and vague, one isn’t quite sure what it smells like but it is unique and distinct. It smells very different on my Mum compared to what it does on me (or maybe we smell it differently on ourselves!), and I like that. It is a strong scent and does last the whole day. It can come off very strong when you first spray it (to me it is almost nauseating) but it does “settle down” pretty quickly.

To me, it is an acquired taste. It seems to be growing on me. The more I wear it, the more I want to wear it. If you like floral or rose based fragrances, this might be right up your alley. And to me, it is a “day perfume” hands down and is definitely work  appropriate.

Price

As gift set, the Mister tells me around 385 QAR (That is over a year ago, and the Mister has poor memory :-P)

As per the website –  For 75 ml (2 oz)  58 GBR/ 85 USD

Like at second sight!
Like at second sight!

Till the next perfume..

Dr J.

P. S. One of the perks of being married to someone whose likes are tangentially opposite to yours- you get to try and love things that you would never pick up for yourself!

Ladies Lounge Pic Post- Glowy cheeks and peachy lips week!

I am just tired of waiting around for “winter” to arrive. Enough is enough, and I have decided it’s springtime now. Yeah.

Have been wearing the same peachy look for a week now.

For coral- kissed, peachy, glowy cheeks.
For coral- kissed, peachy, glowy cheeks.

 

Of the same genre. yet starkly different.
Of the same genre. yet starkly different.

 

Same as above!
Same as above!

 

They swatch almost alike, but look very different on the lips.
They swatch almost alike, but look very different on the lips.

 

Finally, non- MAC lippies!
Finally, non- MAC lippies!

Till next time..

Dr J.

 

 

Beauteous, baseless, unreasonable joy.

“I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.”
Virginia Woolf

There are days such as these, where mundaneness begets joy. When the ordinary becomes cherished. When nothing unusual transpires, yet the mind is at peace and the heart is content. When illogical happiness floats above you, and then rests lightly upon you; suffusing you with it’s warm, fuzzy glow.

Such a day….

Racing the dawn.
Racing the dawn.

 

Undercherished companions.
Undercherished companions.

 

Quotidian habits
Quotidian habits

 

Cuddles before separation
Cuddles before separation

 

Rare serenity on usually belligerent paths
Rare serenity on usually belligerent paths

 

Loving what one does. And doing what one loves.
Loving what one does. And doing what one loves.

 

Gastronomic adventures with new friends
Gastronomic adventures with new friends

 

Another sun sets, and a beautiful moon rises...
Another sun sets, and a beautiful moon rises…

 

Such days are a rarity in J’s world, for the mind is ever restless by wont. Therefore they shall be loved. And cherished. And treasured. Held dear, for as long as possible. For one shall never know what troubles the Mind, or Tomorrow bringeth!

Till next time..

Dr J.