It is a definite sense of achievement when you manage to get a mid week off!
And of course, it is added joy when even the Bae happens to hang around.
Thus began our celebratory mid week off!
With a lot of options for sleeping around the house, we two sloth bears were doing precisely that - sleeping around! The bed, the mattress, the sofa, the two chairs arranged that way. You can imagine and it was done. Gluttony demanded attention somewhere around noon. So, Bae decided to be fancy, going all rustic and traditional, in sync with the festive feeling (all in the mind, we were a couple of very hungry sloth bears, craving for some royal pampering with great tasting comfort food). Turned out, the food wasn't really meant for us, courtesy an unprecedented and uncalled for mishap with the delivery chain.
And so, we decided to make it a day. Finally. For we had enough of being the sloth bears.
Made our way downtown to our all time favourite place. Ordered the all time favourite comfort food, followed by the all time favourite classic food. Then, we two highly satisfied gluttons, made our way out towards the sea, stopping en-route to some festive indulges, for Bae wanted his sloth bear to look unlike a sloth bear.
That being done, the walk to the seaside with the evening breeze in our hair later, we were homeward bound with plans for making the evening and the night grander. And of course, all armoured with the fire crackers (noiseless ones, of course).
Back home, and a quick ramu-kaka-esque session later, with the all the festive adornments, we sat down to make the house home. And of course the mandatory selfie!
It was our Diwali. Happy wali!
And of course, it is added joy when even the Bae happens to hang around.
Thus began our celebratory mid week off!
With a lot of options for sleeping around the house, we two sloth bears were doing precisely that - sleeping around! The bed, the mattress, the sofa, the two chairs arranged that way. You can imagine and it was done. Gluttony demanded attention somewhere around noon. So, Bae decided to be fancy, going all rustic and traditional, in sync with the festive feeling (all in the mind, we were a couple of very hungry sloth bears, craving for some royal pampering with great tasting comfort food). Turned out, the food wasn't really meant for us, courtesy an unprecedented and uncalled for mishap with the delivery chain.
And so, we decided to make it a day. Finally. For we had enough of being the sloth bears.
Made our way downtown to our all time favourite place. Ordered the all time favourite comfort food, followed by the all time favourite classic food. Then, we two highly satisfied gluttons, made our way out towards the sea, stopping en-route to some festive indulges, for Bae wanted his sloth bear to look unlike a sloth bear.
That being done, the walk to the seaside with the evening breeze in our hair later, we were homeward bound with plans for making the evening and the night grander. And of course, all armoured with the fire crackers (noiseless ones, of course).
Back home, and a quick ramu-kaka-esque session later, with the all the festive adornments, we sat down to make the house home. And of course the mandatory selfie!
It was our Diwali. Happy wali!
