A weekend in April

Talking this and that...like how konkana says in wake up sid, tum, mai, aur buss do cup chai...

i should just blog abt that, buss do cup chai.

My weekend was sweet..but, from teh moment my friends walked in the door, i was just gone.

Where should i start, after that long walk on friday nite, reminiscing our lives, concocting of ways to live our perfect lives (ha ha...), we headed to Philadelphia Premium outlets on Sat morning, literally had to drag the girls out of home. I think thats why they let me plan, becoz i take charge, i'm like a charger...ha ha. Sunita as usual tried on clothes we picked, we cracked jokes at people we shouldnt really crack jokes on, i was like just in a fluid mode, i felt like i was living...

The mean girls wouldnt let me shop : [ Priya thought i was spending too much, she was totally giving me a blind eye that i totally loved that blouse in that store, she was like no, too expensive, no way. Sunita wouldnt let me buy that Kate Spade bag, i so wanted. So i got the rest, saw some dads holding their kiddos with diaper bags too while moms were busy shopping.

After that much needed coffee, we headed to get our pedicures done. We were playing a guessing game of what that chinki parlor people were talking.

After i was done, i didnt feel like putting my feet down, we all wished we were scooped away to a couch, a movie, full bucket of popcorn, soft throw and if someone offered to put taran to bed, that would be the icing on the cake.

Instead we returned to house full of dirty dishes everywhere, pizza boxes on the table, toys and stuff lying around and hungry kids.

Like women of true nature, we recuperated and handled well. Bow to the GIRL POWER.


Listening to the song, my dad and i jammed to on our way to N. Falls..