While folding a load of laundry this afternoon, I got sucked into that MTV show "Made" - I hadn't seen it before. This one took a nerdy kid and made him into a break-dancing B-boy.
Oooh! My little heart was all a-flutter. I know, I should come to terms with the fact that I'm a thirty-three year old fat woman, but I want to be a break-dancer! I can see dropping the kids off at school, and then throwing down a flattened refrigerator box and kickin' it old school style with the other moms. And then maybe a little trip to Starbucks.
Sounds pretty great, huh?
Okay, for those of you who are new readers - I guess I should explain. I've always had this thing about making up scenarios. It doesn't take much to get me off and running either. Take the hula hoop situation. I discovered that I couldn't do it. I couldn't hoop. Man, I was bummed. Then someone suggested a sports hoop. Then came an innocent flyer about a school hula hoop contest at the ice cream social. And before you know it, I'm boasting about strutting into the contest with my own custom hoop to pounding theme music.
So, needless to say, it doesn't take much to set me off.
Break-dancing! Yes! I updated my netflix queue to include a family friendly beginning break-dancing DVD and I'm already planning my outfit. Big Slice is in the house!
I promised a contest, and I'm still giggling over my mental image of my breakin' debut. Let's do some haiku again -
Alright - prizes will be awarded to the 'kus that tickle my fancy.
Your topics:
- Hula hooping
- Bikram yoga
- Break-dancing
- Schoolyard Showdown
Go! Get your haiku on! Refresher: three lines 1st line five syllables, 2nd line seven syllables and 3rd line five syllables. Have fun with it!
OH WAIT! I just talked to Jenn over at Hip Mom and Trendy Tweens, and we want to make a little mischief and spread the love around to our ClubMom blogger sisters. You get extra brownie points for every extra haiku you leave (without explanation) in the comments one of our fine ClubMom blogs. In fact, go post some haiku on your own blog, and trackback, and we'll all have some fun. Whee!
Got my cool sneakers.
Music thumping from beat box,
Bling won't hide big belly
Posted by: Sher | 07/20/2006 at 01:10 AM
The weighted hula
Gives me bruises everywhere
Makes me look beaten
After Thing 2's birth
I did the hula daily
And got my abs back
But I don't own one
I'm way too cheap and frugal
My birthday's coming
I tried Bikram once
Again, for a free trial
I am so Scottish
Posted by: the womom | 07/20/2006 at 06:55 AM
Bikram is badass
Sweating bodies wall to wall.
Warning - athlete's foot.
Practicing Bikram
Doing my best to keep up.
I slip in my sweat.
Sure, laugh at Bikram
Silly yoga in the heat.
But, I've lost ten pounds.
Posted by: Grace/MarathonMom | 07/20/2006 at 09:58 AM
Big Slice rocks the house
Break dancing in the school yard
Bikram Yoga next
Posted by: Deborah | 07/20/2006 at 11:31 AM
This totally is
cracking me up so much that
I may pee my pants
Posted by: Jen R | 07/20/2006 at 01:56 PM
Sometimes I'm just slow
But I'm into the Haiku
Could it be too late?
Posted by: tracey | 07/24/2006 at 06:32 PM