Don't Stop at My Table, Please

"Ay, ay, ay, ay . . . ." I
Don't like mariachi bands
Playing while I eat.

I have anxiety every time the mariachi band wants to stop at my table while I am eating. I am usually with friends or family, and we just want to eat and have fun. We like the music, we just don't want to have it right at our table usually.

A Haiku for Skippy

Inanimate friend
My first gift . . . precious toy
My childhood treasure

Skippy (you can see his photo by clicking here) is one of the first toys I ever had. He was a gift picked out by my grandfather around 36 years ago. I'll never get rid of this guy. Sentimental value!http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif

Feels Like a Monday

Feels like a Monday
Long hours drag by so slowly
My eyes glaze over

Yeah

Poor, pathetic thing . . .
Lying on the floor crying . . .
Driving us crazy.

Open the Champagne

Another year ends
Tonight gives way to next year
Open the champagne

Gum Smacking

Smacking, snapping gum
Such an annoying habit
Please chew with mouth closed

Barking at Neighbors

Why are you so bad?
I love you, mutt, but you're loud -
Barking at neighbors.