I feel like I have left a lot of threads hanging recently on this oh-so-exciting blog, for example – where are SRH and I going on our first vacation without Zane? Is potty training really the wave of the future in my house or will I be changing diapers for the next 15 years? What have I gorged myself silly on this week? Have I sent any hate mail to the yoga teacher who messed up my back? What’s been going on at work lately?
So today, I will tie up some of these threads in the ever-elegant verse of the haiku.* (Thanks to Dustin for giving me this idea from his last post).
Vacation
Place of child-free bliss
Potty Training
I tinkle potty, mama
He’s not quite there yet.
Sausage Serenade
Though it makes my belly hurt
Twelve is too many.
My Back Still Hurts
Stupid yoga class
Back ache and bad attitude
Now ibuprofen
Work
Big meeting today
Lunch with the Muckety-Mucks
Outcome is not known
*Editor’s note: My humble apologies for my treatment of this beautiful art form. I’m pretty sure this isn’t what the Japanese masters had in mind.
7 comments:
This is EXACTLY what the Japanese Masters had in mind: simple elegant verse designed to make us ponder for hours.
... ponder for hours about things like HOW BIG IS YOUR STOMACH, WOMAN?!
Well, that and, Dustin, you do live in New York City. It would have been a heck of a commute for dinner.
Wonderful mother
Who can too set some limits
Pitiful daughter
Dustin, you don't even have airconditioning....
Peefer-
You ask an interesting question. SRH has put forth a variety of theories about my ability to eat: hollow leg, two stomachs, quantum singularity, but really I do not have a good explanation. I'm just grateful.
Dustin-
SRH is forever keeping me from dinner company. It wasn't about the sausage, but just in case, call me next time and I'll make sure to get two 14-link packages.
SRH-
The trip from NYC is actually pretty straight forward (just I-90 for a long time). He totally could have made it here. You just don't want me to have any fun.
mom -
delusional mom
believing she can no wrong
daughter is more sane
srh -
Actually, I believe it was more oppression of the curly-haired. SRH likes to be the only man with ringlets in a room.
SRH-
What is this pathological need to thwart Dustin? Am I going to have to go all therapist on you?
okay, i see that mom did it first, but:
masters may not mind
talent comes in many forms
life is art, its true!
sausage, tinkles, pain
all so funny through your words
have fun on the trip
wait a minute - TWELVE??!!
talented in many ways
ha ha ha ha ha!
Kenya,
Do you think there's a market for a dual-mommy blog composed only of silly haikus?
If so, I think we should go into business...
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