Playing hard ball = Hard to play ball?

And just when I thought it was safe to put my hand down ...

Hubby and I team up with another couple to ease our tennis rackets, dusted from its winter hibernation to our first game of the summer! Now being the natural athlete (!!!) that I am, I decide to spare the guys the embarassment of losing to a gal and watch from the sidelines for a bit (Sizing up who wipes the court with the other, so I can(not) play with him!)

As I stood there, I delved into nostalgia, of how I used to play batmington all through school ...

Phys Ed was a time to gossip, catch up on the latest fashion trends, Mariah Carrey lyrics and ofcourse a time to catch up with ones 'crush'. But not your truly. I used to single out some of the other 'abnormal' gals and we used to play. One on one matches with wrist numbing, shoulder swinging action! It wasnt unusual to see me play 2 hours back to back without even a water break.

That was until the wrist injury. The doctor said there was nothing he could do about it, normal wear and tear he said. Somehow I couldnt bring myself to giving up on the game entirely, but I backed out of the team and the afternoon practice sessions. I tried taking up Ping-Pong but it did not provide an outlet for my energies I guess, so that didnt stick.

Hubby loves to play. Tennis, Racquet Ball, Volley Ball, Pool, Frisbee you name it! And his being 1000 inches tall helps! (Yeah even in FRISBEE!) With my weak wrist in a brace, I now try to strengthen it by hitting the tennis ball against a practise wall while he plays a feverish game with a friend. (He plays with me after, all the while telling me that I will beat him anyday now)

Oh and did I mention I also tore a ligament on that same wrist during college?!

Just you wait Hubby, coming soon to a (tennis) court near you ... I'll be back in full form and (wrist) function!

Cloud # 9

The first thing this title brings to mind is ...

Like any young 16 year old, I was a fan of Bryan Adams. "18 till I die" was a song that went on and on in my head even when the tape recorder stopped. Who does not know the "Summer of '69" and tried their hand at the drums and the guitar while they were at it!

But the Clouds have a more profound meaning for me ... Well, I was 10 I think, in secondary school, when I got a new box of Crayola Crayons. On it there was this activity; to scribble with a couple of crayons on a piece of paper and then let your imagination take hold. It also related this to the effect clouds have in the sky ...

Today, I got home early from work. (Effect of working too hard for the past 2 days!!!) As I sat on the couch and looked out at the wide canvas of blue sky with just enough clouds a myriad of shapes began to form in my mind's eye. There was a dragon chasing a yellow canary, (Dont ask me how I knew it was yellow!) I remember doing this with a close friend in school. We used to lie back on the grass and squint through the rays of the sun, put our minds together to make up stories in which the fleeting shapes would make sense. But soon they were gone, to make way for more clouds. (It was so much like a slide-show with our imagination as the director)

And dont even get me started on the stars. In this post (The Belle of the Village), I admitted to one of my silly notions and ... thats all I have to say about that!

And we wonder ...

Why does India seem to be progressing at a snails pace? (Someone put this question to me recently)

Corruption from the bottom up maybe one reason. This could be another?

*I'm embarassed*

It's Super-Baby!

I had started on a post all about my niece a year or so ago, somehow never got to completing it. I just read it today and chuckled quite a bit. However, I am not going to share it here as I havent yet articulated how I would describe most of her mannerisms! (I think thats going in one of my "personal" journals!)

She turns 3 today and I dont know a cuter baby! (Now my sis would add a "You dont know many babies do you?") As soon as she heard our voices on the phone she grabs it to say, "Thank you Aunty and Uncle"! (I dont think I even knew what that meant when I was 3!)

Just cant describe it, she has this charm about her (probably gets it from her Mom). I think she will make friends rather easily... if she wants to! My Hubby and his sister fell in love with her immediately. So, it wasnt only me! My theory of being biased to my sister's kid was dispelled. (Though I'm pretty certain thats one of my reasons)

She's also super smart. What with having brainy parents (ahem, and aunt) and all! (Ok, just so you know sis, I am not angling for your share of the family heirlooms!)

My SIL is planning on a trip to Europe with a hop over London in a few months. She's been pulling on a few nerves by reminding me that she will be the first to see my neice... again. (After all, little kids' memory's only extend so far ... a time period) Hmmph! Sometimes I wish we did not live as far apart as we do, sis! :-(

Some of the silliest things that I remember can be attributed to my niece. Her enthusiastic greeting of, "Hello Bug", with her eyes shining and 3 tooth grin or "Boingy boingy boingy Bing", from her Dora story book, being on the top of that list!

She lives on the east end of the Atlantic Ocean, I'm in the Pacific North West! I think it's precious how she thinks she can get to her Aunt's place in 2 hours. But then again, whats that in the sky? Its a bird! A plane! ...

Err.. Sis, dont translate my fantasies to her, she might get ideas! I've been watching way too many Superman Returns trailers.

Dedicated to you, Bobbee the Coot. Have a Lovely-Happy-Birthday. We miss you and your Mummy and Daddy a whole lot! :-)

A New Beginning ... or Something Like It

A stubborn streak prevented me from moving my blog from its original location

Why do I care?

I thought that it being MY blog, my personal space, I could write anything I choose too. Thats remained true for the most part of it. But these days I tend to think twice about what I am writing about, since I know that certain people are reading it, waiting for me to goof up and talk about something which I otherwise wouldnt ever mention to them in person!

Where did I go?

So here goes, Rationale is moving far north, a few million bytes away in cyber-space to Google's own blogspot. (I've always admired Google anyway, why hadnt I thought of this before!) And if you've got a memo in your mail regarding my move, well good-for-you! You are among the 'chosen-ones' who get to read my ramblings about anything under the sun

When did this happen?

Well all of you probably think that this happened overnight. But no! I did try to move once before. Began posting snippets someplace else, where I wasnt subject to scrutiny by cousins, in-laws and some friends which made me wonder why I had told them about my blog in the first place! But somehow "Rationale" always seemed to get more attention from me. I might try and repost some of those thoughts here ...

What happens now?

Hopefully, I can remain in virtual anonymity, to others and a well kept secret to those who matter. :-) Thanks for all your support.