#32, #33, #34

Snot freezes in air,
Front steps need more salt on them,
Why do I live here?

Gordon Ramsay rocks,
You tell it, baby, 'fuck ya',
"Clean up your act, cook."

Babe will ambulate,
Stands sometimes, steps soon to come,
You watch out, Mama!

#31

How does it happen,

That two darks put together,

Can make one so fair?

#28, #29, #30

Toys are everywhere,
Gift bags on ev'ry surface,
Christmas is over.

Cleanup is a bitch,
So am I, I have to guess,
Put your shit away!

The tree is still up,
Until New Year's day it stays,
Then all of it goes.

#25, #26, #27

Cold, sunny winter,
Snow piled high on boulevard,
Plows not by, can't walk.

Not finished shopping,
List written out in pocket,
When will I get done?

Kids done, hubby done,
Folks, cousins, aunts and uncles,
Claus needs to help more.

#24

Water baby bum,

Wet curls warm my heart and soul,

Loves to lick the tub.

#23

Duran Duran rock,
So tired and my throat hurts,
Worth every cent.

In our infinite wisdom, Richard & I decided to park the car at the Pickering GO and ride the train...saving money, gas and environment. We got there in plenty of time and found our seats (needed tissue for the nosebleeds). We got some not-as-expensive-as-I-expected ACC food and headed back for the show.
The openers, Your Vegas, put on a fantastic show, warming up the crowd for half-an-hour or so. The seats slowly filled and we watched from above as the roadies rolled out the red carpet on the stage for the Red Carpet Massacre of the tour's title.

The lights went out and for the next two hours we were on our feet, dancing, clapping, singing along to some new great tunes and the fantastic classics of DURAN DURAN.

Maybe Haiku Mama is no longer the most appropriate title for this blog. Although, I do love the brevity of the haiku, as well as the thought involved. It requires a certain amount of forethought and therefore one cannot be found to blurt out any old thing.
At the same time, I like the purging quality of just typing out thoughts and senetences as they occur...a more freeform writing that appeals to my spontaneous side.
That said, I will try, more than anything, to post more frequently. I have more free time (as well as a functioning digital camera), and as such more time to put my thoughts and ideas out there.
So, tonight Richard & I are off to see Duran Duran! I can hardly believe that after this many years (I will not say how many), I am actually going to see them live! And, who'd have thought that John Taylor would still be the cutest in the band!?!