Do you know haiku? It is poetry that I learned in grade school. While scholars and haiku purists would disagree with what I am calling haiku, I am doing it as I was taught. Namely writing a short poem that consists of three lines that follow this pattern: 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and five in the third. Usually, haiku has to do with nature. And for a simple type of poem, they are sort of difficult to do well. But, because I am neither a scholar nor a haiku purist (rather, a haiku butcher) here at Que Sara Sara, I make haiku about whatever I want and it doesn't even have to be good! And trust me, it's bad, folks. Real bad. But that's where the fun is.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Scene: An elevator in a hotel. My four children and I get on an empty elevator. We are in our swimsuits and headed down to the pool. At the last second, a man gets on the elevator. My family scoots together in a corner to give the man his personal space bubble. It is silent.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
James to Mary: That better be the only pole I ever see you on, young lady. Me: Snggqubbtttt! (That's the sound you make when simultaneously doing a spit take and choking on your tongue.)
Hey! Front wheels in Kentucky and back wheels in Ohio! And now, front wheels in Ohio and back wheels in Kentucky! Wheeeeeee!
He weighs as much as a juvenile shark ray. Anyone know someplace that has shark ray wrestling? Because my money's on the kid with the curly hair.
Her feet hurt. He offered to give her a piggy back ride. I have socked this picture away in my memory. It will come in handy in the future when I feel like dipping him in ketchup and eating him.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
My children have informed me that simply everyone went to Florida over spring break--which was last week for us. No matter how many times I tried to tell them that this could not be true because: a. all of our neighbors were here, and b. if everyone was in Florida, why was Target still so crowded?