Those who say so much yet speak so few words have always earned my admiration. These people are like walking, talking Twitter feeds: zeroing in on only the essentials and then leaving you alone with your thoughts to mull over the information in the comfort of your own brain. Take my husband for example: his gift for brevity packs a big punch when disciplining his students or our children. He follows a basic format:
“You have done X; this is wrong because Y. The consequence is Z. Now go get right with the Lord!”
He doesn’t necessarily say the last part, but the crazed look on his face does. And man is it efficient!!!!! I’m in awe each time I witness his tactical approach to what, at least for me, is normally an explosion of emotions and stuttered words. For one, I can never remember which kid I’m yelling at, so I rarely call him/her by the right name. That makes me angrier, so I yell louder. The dogs run for cover because they know what’s coming. A kid cracks a smile because Mom has called him No Hitting again, and then my head pops off, orbits into space like a weather balloon, and there I am, having an outer-body experience that, if witnessed in public, would score me a comfortable padded room and my belts and shoelaces donated to the Goodwill.
Aaaanyway, my point is this: I want to be one of those who speak and write in such succinctness.
If there were a class on Becoming Pithy, Ms. Peyton Price would surely lead it. The woman writes nothing but Haikus for our pleasure, and she’s guest posting today with a compilation o’ Husband Haikus.
Suburban Haiku: Man of the House
I have to fake it
because he stayed home today
(or I’d just lie here).
*****
Make a mental note:
Do not call husband Clooney
out loud, anyway.
*****
I asked my husband
I don’t look pregnant, do I?
WHY NOT? I’M TOO OLD?!
*****
Tip-toeing in late
I catch him right in the act:
watching Bachelor.
*****
I LOVE THESE COOKIES!
. . . I mean . . . I love my husband
who got me cookies.
*****
After all these years
he keeps the romance alive
by pooping downstairs.
Peyton is the voice of our time; the ease with which she gleans the sordid details of our lives and the grace with which she writes about them (pooping is grace, I don’t care what you say) makes her such a fun read that I HAVE to share her with you. I want to give you a copy of her hilarious (and makes a perfect gift, ahem, holidays are coming) book, aptly titled Suburban Haiku: Poetic Dispatches From Behind the Picket Fence.
All you have to do is leave a comment with a topic you’d like Peyton to turn into a Haiku. Making dinner, business meetings, Ebola–the sky is the limit! If Peyton chooses your topic to wax all Haiku-y on, you will win a copy of her book!
You have until midnight EST on Wednesday, November 5 to throw your topic at Peyton. She’ll respond via the comments, so be sure to subscribe to comments to get her response. Good luck!
Peyton Price lives in suburbia (of course) with her long-commuting husband (of course) and two above-average children (of course). You can find Suburban Haiku online and in bookstores.
Heather McLain says
Potty training a boy
Kristen Mae of Abandoning Pretense says
Bras. =)
Amy Flory - Funny Is Family says
Greedy women who already have a copy of Suburban Haiku, but want to win another copy for a friend. (You can call her Amy.)
Stephanie Jankowski says
For a minute there, I thought you were going to call her Stephanie. Shhh!
Katy @ Experienced Bad Mom says
Middle School!
Joy Hollander says
Book reports for elementary school-or any school project!
Carly Kliewer says
Bath time for a 6yo boy
Rachel Pearson says
Single mother, 7 children, 3 jobs, breastfeeding and cosleeping for 17 straight years, whew!!!!!!
Amanda Uher says
Waxing ye lady bits. Because Haiku should stay classy.
Lori says
Menopause.
Debbie (MAD Hippies) says
Definitely menopause! 🙂
stacey @ Nurse Mommy Laughs says
Gutting a fish. (aka c-sections)
Peyton Price says
These are hilarious. This is going to be so hard, you guys!
Elizabeth Vassallo says
Night nursing! Or how dads never change the pooped diapers (or any diapers really lol)
Darcy Perdu (So Then Stories) says
mammograms
or
everyone passing by, pretending the dishwasher isn’t ready to be emptied BUT IT IS!
or
impure thoughts about the hot lacrosse coach
Foxy Wine Pocket says
Vaginal beautification, hot doctors, or tipsy online shopping.
Debbie (MAD Hippies) says
How about homeschooling? 🙂
Jenn @ Something Clever 2.0 says
The joys of dealing with the poop of three different species in one day.
Stephanie Jankowski says
You’re the weener! You’re the weener!
Peyton Price says
You guys! These are all hilarious ideas. Every one of them is a great haiku moment (and I hereby reserve the right to steal, kthanks). This was really fun…and impossible.
But Stephanie’s making me pick and one did jump out at me because I had the exact same thought this morning with a plastic bag on my hand:
Where’s my resumé?
I need to add Poop Cleanup,
Human or Other.
Congratulations Jenn at Something Clever!
Stephanie Jankowski says
YAY!!!!!!!!! Hilarious!! Thanks so much for hanging out with us, Peyton, and thank you to EVERYONE who threw a topic out there! This was fun and the English teacher in me is shaking with excitement over all of the possible haiku moments we’ve got goin’ on here! Hugs, pals! xo