Missus Bounty Basket

somewhere in India It has been three days since the girls went back to school after two months of semi-lockdown. To prepare for that back to school, one late morning, I have started sewing face mask for them but unfortunately I have yet to manage my machine and the sizes of these masks. It's kinda frustrating that a simple task like sewing gives me headache, yes, I am not good at this. I should have listened more to my Practical Arts teacher in high school. So, they don't have any mask on when going to school. The re-opening of the school makes me anxious. I worry about my children but at the same time glad that they will see their friends again and perhaps they might feel the normality of life again. I thought that our lives might go back to normal again but what is normal now? Everything has changed and we are all going to adapt to the circumstances. I wish to stop worrying, given that it's almost half  of the year and now what? I am turning 50 and there are so ma...

There should be a lounge,some magazines and while we're at it how about some coffee with macaroons or cupcakes. Ah! The dream of someone like me who accompanied her daughter at Claire's one Wednesday morning.  How I wish to say that it was a great day..an experience not to miss but it was just the opposite for me. The shop has so many interesting products and my two girls go ga-ga over them especially with promos like buy 3 and get 3 more for free or get 10 for chf 10.- They go round and round, undecided, ooh and ahhs as they hop from one display to another.  At this particular Wednesday morning ,however, there was only one daughter with me. I swear, she is  in the shop while I took this picture, buried among the merchandise. I didn't time her but it felt like eternity waiting for her. I should have chosen not to be mad, not think of the lunch that I needed to prepare and just wait and let my feet stay rooted in front of the shop. I should have sat and ordered some...

 The girls and I walked to school this morning. We kissed good bye several times at a certain spot, a way of practicing to let them go on their own. My youngest was okay with it, the Ate, not yet. So there we were stopping after the mini fountain, after my favorite cherry tree which was vandalized by someone and was brought to life by efficient gardeners, after the bench, where senior citizens, mothers with strollers and even myself,  sat on when  tired of walking or just merely  quietly contemplate the trees and the life that surrounds us. We waved goodbye and I watched them walked together to school. The birds were chirping joyously, seemed glad that the trees are coming back to life and that the crocuses of yellow and lavender shades are all over the place. I headed home ready for my sugarfix but Peppa was there,smirking and so I opted to do the laundry instead. Happy Monday!