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Silly Haiku Wednesday

Written By: Jenn - Jan• 20•10
Silly Haiku Wednesday

Silly Haiku Wednesday

Welcome to “Silly Haiku Wednesday!”

Click here for info and background on this weekly event!

The basics:

Haiku is simple! It is 3 non-rhyming lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively (a great way to use your fingers!)

This week’s theme is: FreeStyle – your choice

My submission for this week:

Knarf, John-Boy, ShaMoo
Kindred souls, a harmony
Thankful for such joy

Next week’s theme: Changes

Feel free to continue challenging your own visitors – we’re having far too much fun not to share!

       

 

Note: Nothing makes me happier than to see new people getting “hooked on haiku”! Keep it going to make it to the Hooked on Haiku List

To participate in this week’s event, please use the following code in your post on your own blog (if you don’t have a blog, post your Haiku as a comment):

 

Phobias

Written By: Jenn - Jan• 19•10

I was visiting Thom’s place this morning as I was doing my morning reading and he was talking about “Phobias”.

Like many people, I have a fear of heights. Mine is a modified fear though – I’m only afraid if there’s a chance I’m going to fall. I have no problems flying and being up among the clouds. I used to do rock climbing before my knee gave out on me, too, which doesn’t make any sense at all since I could have fallen doing that. Peering over a ledge on top of a building gives me palpitations. The CN Tower experience is fine until I step outside into the netted area. That’s where I start to sweat. Yet I would dearly love to go hang gliding. Yeah, I don’t get me either. Fears don’t have to be rational I suppose.

But then there are spiders.

If you have kids, chances are you are forced have occasion to watch Sponge Bob Square Pants, and know who Patrick is. There is an episode [Home Sweet Pineapple] where Patrick is dreaming about spiders and beating the living crap out of Sponge Bob with a huge rock, trying to kill the spiders.

I am Patrick.

On the very rare occasion that I have a nightmare, it’s usually about spiders, and my husband has been known to be awakened from a deep sleep by a vicious pillow to the face [once or twice] as I try to fight them off.

My kids think this is a scream. (I do too, after the fact)

My husband takes days to stop twitching.

 

of Friends and Farces

Written By: Jenn - Jan• 17•10

Recently I organized a fundraiser for our larger choral group, which took place last night. That I didn’t have a camera on me will forever have me mentally kicking myself!!

I haven’t put together too many fundraisers before, all by my lonesome. Ok, I confess; this was the first one. The opportunity just hadn’t presented itself until now, and as no one else wanted to pitch in… scratch that, the person I had selected to replace me on the board of directors for next season said she was all over it and would “love to help”, but then let me down in a big way and is now totally avoiding me. I’m rethinking quite a few things where she’s concerned.

But I digress.

The Comedy Club I contacted for it was a dream to work with, and made my job a much smaller headache than I would have thought possible. Because of the SNAFU I alluded to with the “helper”, our tickets were not picked up until almost the last minute, and we had only 2 days to get them into people’s hands. Naturally, because of this, many people didn’t have the date set aside, so we had a very small turn out. I’m not bitter.

We still managed to raise a decent amount of coin for our group, so all in all, and all things considered, it worked out very well. LMLP was a sweetheart, and handled the 50/50 tickets and draw for me. He also stood up and introduced our group, as I had begged asked him to. He may never forgive me for that… I set him up just a little bit. The host tends to pick on people, which I knew because ShaMoo and I and our hubbies had attended a fundraiser at this club previously. Sorry LMLP… I do have faith you’ll forgive me in time! You were awesome!

Those in attendance had a rip roaring time – we laughed until our faces hurt, and came away with memories of a great evening spent with truly great people. We watched as our resident mouthpiece… clown… no I can’t call her that on a family blog!  spaz of the group was brought up on stage and proceeded to grope the host (she shall never live this down, much to our collective amusement), and we learned more about the sex life of LMLP than he would prefer that we know. He held his own very well, though – we were suitably impressed.

I sat between two of my favorite men on the planet, so you know I was happy. (and thanks for buying a round when I finally got to our table, Knarf!) ShaMoo and her hubby completed our happy circle. My Hubby was missing though; he had to work.

Later, we went for a nightcap and nachos (Thanks ShaMoo’s Hubby!) and then back to ShaMoo’s place to pick up my kids (the Teen is ShaMoo’s sitter, and Wee One was along for the ride). Then I dropped off my two favorite men to their respective domiciles and continued home, where Hubby was awaiting our safe return.

Hubby helped me put Wee One to bed, and took a big interest in my new satin camisole…

It was a GREAT evening.

;)