Indian American Love Child

Well a lot has happened in the last couple of months but for whatever reason, I just haven't want to write about it? But here is the quick synopsis:  a. I turned 30 and it was fabulous. Literally, the perfect birthday...my family and friends teamed together to surprise with me this amazing weekend. I thought turning 30 was going to be kind of traumatic in ways...like I would feel unhappy with where was I was in life, what I had not achieved but hoped to achieve, etc. But instead, I felt oddly very much at peace and happy. I guess that is the power of being surrounded by unconditional love and giving significantly less shits about lots of things? Lol I am not complaining.  b. Living at home, to my surprise, has been awesome. To have the four of us under the same roof again + us getting along (for the most part) with the added bonus of getting to spend my days off shooting the shit with yera, having a nice space to rest my head, coffee and a full kitchen to play in, the conv

You know just as quickly shit goes wrong, sometimes it seems to all come together just as quickly. All the things that went haywire the last couple of weeks, just seemed to come together and I feel soooo much better!! I had a couple of open houses this weekend, and I had so many strong prospective tenants!!! I had a good feeling about one of the women that showed interest, and sent in her application today, and everything looks excellent!! So now that project is lie 75% done! I think I am going to sell most of the furniture instead of moving it to the basement. I honestly don't think I am going to settle in one place for any amount of time. Might as well, lighten my load! Speaking of lightening my load...My workouts have been going pretty damn well. So feeling pretty good about that! I found out I am getting more orientation at this new job, and I found my old nursing ICU cheat notes so been reviewing that. Overall, I am definitely nervous to go back to patient care, but fe

Lawwwwddd, let me just write all my crazy. I am just gonna write my crazy, so I don't act my crazy. And hopefully, I'LL BE DONE WITH THIS DAMN CRAZY. The past couple of weeks are testing me. I am just so angry at the world right now. And you know I know that in the bigger picture of all the crappy things that are happening in the world...hurricane harvey, hurricane Irma, and whatever damn hurricane is brewing next...my problems are shit. But you know what, I am still pissed about it. I am just gonna write it all down in all my fury, and snap the f out if tomorrow. Here are all the damn things I am pissed about right now. 1. This whole new contract has been a hot mess. A hot freaking mess. From the hospital giving my company the wrong information, so I could not start on time. Then me just sitting here waiting for them to get back to my company on when I can start. Then the icing on the damn cake...I find out they want to give me FOUR HOURS OF ORIENTATION with the charge nu

This week seems to be testing me left and right, we got some horrible news this afternoon that J Ben was shot some time last night. THANK GOD she didn't suffer any fatal injuries, and I think she will be okay (physically) but how traumatizing!! My heart aches for the youngins. I can not even imagine how horrible it must feel for them to see their mom go through this, and how scary it must be for them as well. I am praying for her speedy recovery, and strength to overcome this crazy experience. :/ On a brighter note, yesterday was Yera's graduation! I am so super proud of her, and seeing her give the commencement speech was absolutely amazing and just brought tears to my eyes. I still remember playing with barbies at the playground like it was yesterday, and then to see her in her Doctorate cap and gown was surreal. I am excited for her, and this next chapter of her life! Speaking of new chapters, tomorrow Yera and I move home after many years. Mummy is very excited which

Man, what a Monday. Actually, what a week. I am seriously a little shell shocked, not just at what happened but also my reaction. Today will most definitely go down as a memory I will never forget. I always knew there was an ugly side to being a traveler, but today I realized just how disposable we were. And how intense corporate America is. And just how much money runs this world.  This morning was hands down one of the most embarrassing work experiences of my life, but man, I am walking away so much wiser. Surprisingly, I think I handled myself pretty well. And I got my ish together hella quick! It's all gonna be ok in the end, sorted most of it out...  but this experience brings to light what I have been feeling lately. I feel a little cold. Actually, I feel worse then cold, I feel very indifferent. And not just about work, but so many things. It's kinda of scary, it's kinda nice, but mostly it just doesn't feel like me.  Literally, wasn't sad about leavin

Feeling kinda awesome right now, and I want to document my thoughts so that in two months when I go in to typical girl crisis mode about turning 30, I can look back on this and (hopefully) snap out of it.  1. Yesterday for the first time EVER, I made a lump sized extra payment towards my student loan! It was such an amazing feeling to make that payment, WITHOUT stressing my bank account. I still remember the first couple of years working as a nurse, building a savings without compromising my wants/lifestyle was just not possible (and I didn't even have all my wants). And now...and now I literally feel like I am living my dream. I pretty much have all my wants, and I still get to build a savings in the bank. I have a financial plan that I am super excited about it. I have a house, a car, savings...everything for a secure future! I can go to bed not having any financial worries (could not say that 3 years ago!). I may not be rolling in dough, but 30 is looking pretty financially

It's  Monday night , day 5 into my medical mission trip to Nicaragua. I am pretty darn tired but I feel like I have to document some of my thoughts before the emotions fade. The trip started out with meeting the team in Atlanta. It was kinda like any typical awkward meeting for a large group of strangers, people were polite but pretty much clung to the people they knew. For me, this was Anita, Mryna, and Megan. It was so nice seeing them after so long, and catching up with them made the time fly. On the plane ride to Managua, my real adventure started. Anita and I were seated next to a missionary pastor on his way down for an annual gathering of missionary pastors. Not exactly sure what the details of his current trip were, but it was clear within a few minutes of talking to him, that spreading the word of Christ was his mission in life. As he settled in to reading the Bible for the rest of the trip, and I looked around the plane at the mixture of missionary pastors and medical

I genuinely love cooking. Growing up, one of my absolute favorite rainy day activities was cooking a nice meal for family. Put on some music (Karsh Kale or Sinatra were my go to), pick a new recipe, and then find a way to make it your own. It was relaxing and for me, a creative outlet. In many ways, I think cooking is an act of love. Crafting a special dish so that your loved ones and you can enjoy a special evening together, what could be nicer than that?!  Over the years, cooking became more of a task, than something I found enjoyable mostly because I began to cook for one. Buying groceries, chopping a bunch veggies/herbs, etc became so tedious, and often, so wasteful when it was just for myself.  And so, I started eating a lot more frozen food. After three years of frozen dinners, I have finally decided to depart the arctic circle and venture back to real food! Over the last two years, I have developed an arsenal of quick, easy to prepare meals. A combination of pre-chopped

I just cried while reading a novel. New low?  Chetan Bhagat's 'One Indian Girl' is no literary masterpiece, actually in all honesty, it's basic as hell. But damn that novel struck a chord. I only started it two days ago, and I am already halfway through. For a novel written by an Indian man, I must admit...he gets it.  The protagonist is an Indian woman in her 20's, very successful, independent, smart, etc. She pretty much has all the makings for a fabulous life, and yet she doesn't... because like many women, she finds herself battling not only society but also herself. I found myself relating so much to this fictional character.  I love being Indian. I love the music, festivals, food, etc. I am proud to be Indian! However being an Indian woman point blank kinda sucks sometimes. My trip to India really solidified this feeling. I was speaking with my aunt, who happens to be South Indian. She was telling me about the dowry system, and how it still pr