Remember Ramón?
I made a promise to you
earlier this year
Much to my chagrin
I keep my promises, go
easy on me please
However, that is
not Ramón, it is a gift
from my cool father
Now, what should we name
this guitar? She’s a little
smaller than Ramón
Have you checked out all
the great entries at Neil’s blog?
Best concert ever
Met Susan for lunch
yesterday, we had on the
same outfit, good times
Snickers and coffee
Breakfast of the champions
Holy hell, WIRED
I have an excuse
for not posting yesterday
roadtrip to the sticks
Why oh why am I
the only human who can’t
sleep in moving cars?
As you will witness
the boys in my family
have no such problem
Apparently my
grandma is housing a rogue
cat, I could not breathe
I violently sneezed
at least 500 times while
in the dander zone
Cats, I fucking hate
them with the passion of a
hundred blazing suns
I had so much fun
with Slynnro, she has a great
recap at her blog
I’m having lunch with
Susan today, I hope we
don’t wear the same thing
Family photo
this morning, why do I have
to wear a cream sweater?
Too bad, heather grey
will have to suffice, peeps
Talk about washed out
It’s acceptable
to drink 30-proof egg nog
for breakfast, healthy
Shopping with Slynnro
margaritas with dinner
Must go to sleep now
Today’s haikus have been penned by my father. For those of you who are newer to this blog, you can acquaint yourselves with my father here and here.
Once finished, he looked at me and said, “That was ten minutes of my life completely wasted.”
Thank you, father. For your wonderful holiday spirit and enthusiasm.
Tis nobler to write
A haiku, sonnet or two
Than suffer a sling
From a sore daughter
Whose feelings will fall wounded
From arrows heart bound
My duties unkept
And christmas cheer un-inbibed
So I wrest with words
Perchance to give dream
And pen proof to my first born
This small act of love
Here’s peace for this house
A gift for readers a’far
Christmas lives once more
