Archive: Haiku

We didn’t believe
The forecast: fifteen inches?
Then it all started

And it didn’t stop.
We had no plans this weekend,
So we hunkered down.

We watched the newest
Harry Potter (kind of slow),
The Hangover (shrug),

And episodes of
30 Rock, curled up under
Blankets and Slanket.

We ate no-knead bread,
Butternut squash soup, pretzels,
Mushroom lasagna —

Heavy comfort foods
Perfect for a weekend spent
Cozy, comatose.

I baked two batches
Of brownies for gift-giving
And finished a book.

We wore comfy clothes,
Watched Penn State make history,
And slept in, of course.

We watched a squirrel
Dodge flakes, and Ted gazed outside
Oh-so-longingly.

When we ventured out,
Ted frolicked and leaped around
In snow past my knees.

Not a day off, sure,
But these two snowbound days were
Just what we needed.

On Monday, they came.
A hundred packages? Yikes.
They are everywhere!

I come home from work
And JG has already
Assembled three things:

A giant pantry
And two base cabinets for
The mismatched back wall.

We call it Phase 1,
And the goal is to finish
This week. We hope. Gulp.

How to move outlets?
Answer: holes in the drywall,
Plus a handy friend.

This is harder than
We thought. So many boxes
Complicate matters.

Last night, huge progress!
Attached cabinets to wall,
Added pantry doors,

Cut down countertop.
Seventy-nine whole inches
Of space! I just stared.

I was so tired,
Swaying on my feet. Alas,
Pictures have to wait.

Things are looking up!
We’re optimistic about
Finishing Phase 1.

The thought lurks: Phase 2,
(AKA “the rest of it”)
Will be a big job.

Oh, well! This weekend,
I sort, store, and organize
If all goes to plan.

To people’s surprise,
I walk Ted in the mornings
When I first get up.

I’m a night owl,
But JG’s early hours
Force the issue. Shrug.

For the morning walk,
The streets are littered with kids
Waiting for buses.

Lots of distractions
From people starting their days.
I keep the pace brisk.

When JG has class,
I take on the night shift, too,
But I don’t mind it.

I’m much more awake,
And Ted just loves whoever
Comes to let him out.

This walk is peaceful.
The only sound in my ear
Is Ted’s tag jingle.

The air is sharp, clear.
I find the chill refreshing,
Which is odd, I know.

But on the weekends,
JG and I swap our shifts.
Thank goodness for that.

Hello, long weekend.
Where have you been, exactly?
It’s been a while.

JG’s back at school,
Although not with students yet,
But the week was long.

Tomorrow, JG’s
Volleyball team is playing
In a tournament

At his old high school,
And he’ll coach in the same gym
Where he played. So strange.

We have a long ride.
The bus leaves at 5:15!
In the morning! Gah.

Wake-up call’s at 4,
But as sleepy as I’ll be,
I’ll be a great fan.

I made some cookies
For the girls, but they’re so flat.
Sigh. Still tasty, though.

I hope they play well,
The season starts out nicely,
And JG is pleased.

But then, Labor Day!
It’s the last day off I’ll take
Before Thanksgiving.

Maybe I’ll sleep in
And catch up on some reading.
Yes, that sounds lovely.