My Cup of Tea

Hey yaars,

Yes, I'm an addict. I've been hooked since the age of 12. I can't stop now because if I do, I'll go crazy! Just one sip, Just one sip...

Unfortunately, that IS tea I'm talking about. I just a read a really good article on tea over here. It's a blog entry from an English reporter covering the current England/Pakistan cricket series. It probably explains why tea is the desi drink of choice for those of subcontinental backround.

For anyone who EVER wants to go out for cups of tea, let me know! I'd be in for that and just might be able to drink someone under the table!

Swiftly moving on, today was quite the cracker. Right before deciding to head on out to do some shopping (to lift my spirits), The Mom decides she needs to go to Wal Mart for a new iron. Apparently, once again my brother struck on ruining another electrical device in our home. Believe it or not he has actually broken three calculators in ONE night! My mother went out of her way to request going to the Town Centre, yet managed to add on "This doesn't mean I'm still not angry with you".
Oh my life : it's MOM-tastic!

After managing to bungle my plans of going to the library to get a new book, and shopping for a bit, I decided to be as aloof as possible. I threw on my iPod headset and bopped away while she stared at iron after iron, not knowing what to do. You see, I'm the decisive one in my home. Not by choice, yet by circumstance. Neither my mother nor my brother can EVER make their minds up on things until somebody pushes them. So as usual, after 15 minutes my mother nudged me to decide, at which point I threw out the "I don't care which one" response. It took her another 10 minutes to decide on one.

Upon going to Cederbrae Mall to pick up Zan (the brother), I manage to find out that our uncle popped by to deliver our Eidee (Eid money). It brightened my day to now I have some more skrilla in my pocket! Of course my mother ruined things once again by proceeding to demand that my brother sit next to her in the backseat of our car. So now I'm our family chauffeur!

That's about it for the day. Oh yes, and I've finally managed to snag a copy of Salaam Namaste. Nice, light, and entertaining Bollywood theatrics are always the one-stop solution to the drama that is my life.

Talk to y'all l8er