ThursdayHaikuSmackdown

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I am honored to be selected as the first Haiku Grandmaster outside of the Judith Light Brigade to host the Thurday Haiku Smackdown!

This week’s smackdown is taking place at The Dojo, a little site I whipped up especially for the occasion. Come on over, limber up, and show us your stuff, yo!

Click here to enter The Dojo:

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Jay asked today, “So…what’s your blogging genre, yo?”

Hell if I know! I have been so turned around lately that I couldn’t give an accurate physical description of myself, let alone peg a reasonably apt label on what the heck I do here.

So, I open it up to the floor: what is my genre???

LettheBitchingResume!

Ahhhh, it’s good to be back *cracks knuckles*

I keep thinking I’m going to pass over stuff that happened while I was taking a break, but each time I sit hunched over with my chin in my hand, which is about every 2.4 minutes—I have terrible ergohabits—I am reminded of the Sunday Afternoon From Hell.

I took the boys to see Shrek the other day in the vain hope that Dylan was finally mature enough to sit through a feature-length film. (Pipe down, you in the back.) He did nt do well a few months back, but he sits absolutely stock-still through movies at home, and is really into understanding the storyline now.


At first I tried to sneak out with only Logan, but then Dylan started begging and making promises like a sailor getting ready to ship out. “I promise, I will behave, I will be good,

I’ll only lie next to you and I’ll keep my trousers on

I won’t run around, I will stay in my seat, and I will whisper and be quiet and I’ll mind you, I promise, please, please, please can I go???” I shrugged and thought, sure. How bad could it be?

All went well for the first hour. They sat contentedly intheir booster seats with their little popcorn packs on their laps, munching and giggling and getting all excited about the previews.

And the movie was FUNNY. Very funny. And the more I laughed, the more they laughed. We’re entertaining like that.

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This began as a reply to a private email from Hula Doula, but then I realized it actually belonged here, where you can all read it. It will save me having to type it over and over, or making a form email to send to my blogroll: “Dear Blogger, your personal note meant SO much to me. Thank you for mentioning _______; I was so touched I had to respond to you right way. You have a special place in my heart, especially because _______. Your friend in blogginess, Mindy”

So many of you wrote to me yesterday that I did not do a lick of work. I hid in my office with my door closed and cried my little eyes out for most of the day. I am trying to respond to each of you and it is taking a while, partially because I keep having to get up for more M&Ms, but also because I would never insult you with the sappy form email above. It just takes too long to read your freaking monologues and pick out referential tidbits. (KIDDING!!!)

So, Tam:

Oh, hon, WAAAAAHHHHh I did cry!!!!

I was talking with Gil about this very subject earlier, and I brought him in here to read some of the comments. I said, “You know, I used to feel so selfish for wanting to do this, taking time out of my day, or giving up midnight sleep, and wanting it to be public, and risking disapproval and making myself vulnerable, but LOOK! Look. It has been good, and it has inspired, and it has made a difference.” He was deeply touched. And I felt all warm and fuzzy. (luuurrrve the new Pinot Noir I picked up!)

And now, aside from feeling like an egotistical fathead, I actually feel really quite nice! I don’t care what anyone says; this is a magical community, and we are there for each other in ways we never envisioned when we first started out.

And Tam, sweetie, I meant every word I said. And I would say it again a million times over. You make me smile, and you keep me coming back.

Love, your friend in blogginess,

Mindy

PleaseNo,He’sNeverHurtAnyone!

Oh, man, you guys are killing me!! You are pulling out all the stops. I’m just not ready. I’m feeling a little too bruised and lost to do this yet… but I will. Soon. I hope. The good news is that there has been a decision. I won’t talk about it here, to maintain privacy, but many of you who have written already know. Thank you for your support and friendship.

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And thank you, Jay, for threatening senseless violence in my name. Really. And heartfelt thanks, also to these fine friends, for the nice things they have said, and for IMing, emailing, texting, and calling to make sure I am OK. I am. Mostly.

Aarrrggghhh! You guys are making me cry again!!!

Jay
Jilbur
Meeta
Pam
Lee
Genuine
Kim
Ellen
Hula Doula
Amber
Zeno
Buzz
Snowball
Autumn
Autumn again
Rockchild
Chris
Amy
Sallie
CYN!!!

And special thanks to Gina, who got me thinking long and hard with her Duet Post. Six weeks later, I am still thinking about it.

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