here is a haiku in honor of steve’s return from serving in middle-earth, as well as for his wife stephanie for being such a great gal.

by the way, the theme of this haiku is in no relation to steve’s service (just want to make that clear for anyone who would assume otherwise!). this is a new photo series i’m starting to celebrate all the neat things that accumulate every week right next to our parking spot.

so… a haiku, in honor of steve’s return…but about trash…no relation…

no dumping it says
bicycle broom and the lamps
next week it is gone

yellow orange and green
our japanese maple tree
i must brush my teeth

hey little manboy
assert your authority
don’t let mom boss you

pumpy where you be?
i need to carve holes in you
and then eat your seeds

the saga continues…
in all seriousness, this is a very grave situation. we have got to get a pumpkin by tonight. no more tomfoolery. we absolutely must have our pumpy materials ready for a super intense 2nd annual anderson/carleton pumpkin carving party.

this is my new thing for fridays, so bare with me…

blue annoys my eyes
family portraits bring strife
i feel so hog-tied

last saturday was family portrait day, also known as grumpy-pout-pout-idon’twanttodothis day. unless you’re a child under the age of ten who has yet to discover the debilitating pain of self-consciousness, OR the person paying to have the picture taken, having a camera in your face is not exactly fun.

{tommy’s voice echoing in the background – taste of your own medicine, hmmm?}

not to mention the anxiety of finding the perfect shade of blue, to which i did not succeed since mine was a greenish-blue and everyone else wore a lovely shade of blue-blue. i’m sure i’ll stand out…much like that bulbous zit sitting on my face. a beacon. immortalized for all to see over my in-laws’ fireplace f-o-r-e-v-e-r.

little patch of green
planted in a pot grow now
pot of lawn i have