The house (of cards) that Yoga Chickie built
This was the day that sucked for me.
This was the early morning sprinkle of rain
that started it off as the day that sucked for me.
This was the dog that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off as the day that sucked for me.
These were the shoes that my kids wouldn't wear
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the camp bus that didn't wait for my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the counselor who works for the camp
who sends out the bus that didn't wait for my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the camp that told the counselor
to turn 'round the bus
to go pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the son who wouldn't get on the bus
that belonged to the camp
that told the counselor
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the camp shirt that said son forgot to wear,
which is required by the camp,
which camp told the counselor
to turn round the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was me telling the bus to just leave
because of the shirt
that my son didn't wear
which is required by the camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the car that drove us to camp
after the bus finally left
because of the shirt
that my son forgot to wear
which is required by the camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the highway that delayed the car
that drove us to camp
after the bus finally left,
because of the shirt
that my son didn't wear
which is required by the camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the bag Adam left in the car
that was delayed by the highway
as we drove up to camp
after the bus finally left
because of the shirt
that Brian didn't wear
whch is required by camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the clock ticking to half past nine
as I retreived the bag
that Adam left in the car
that was delayed by the highway
as we drove up to camp
after the bus finally left
because of the shirt
that Brian didn't wear
whch is required by camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the hour it took to get back
after half past nine
after retreiving the bag
Adam left in the car
that was delayed by the highway
as we drove to camp
after we told the bus to leave
because of the shirt
that Brian forgot to wear
whch is required by camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the practice that I didn't get to
due to the hour it took to get back
from half past nine
after retreiving the bag
Adam left in the car
that was delayed by the highway
as we drove up to camp
after the bus finally left
because of the shirt
that Brian forgot to wear
which is required by the camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was the mat that I left at the shala
from the practice that wasn't
due to the hour it took me
from half past nine
after retreiving the bag
Adam left in the car
that was delayed by the highway
as we drove up to camp
after we told the bus to leave
because of the shirt
that Brian forgot to wear
ich is required by the camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
This was my dedication
that I practiced sans mat
that I left at the shala
from the practice that wasn't
due to the hour it took me
from half past nine
after retreiving the bag
Adam left in the car
that was delayed by the highway
as we drove up to camp
after the bus finally left,
because of the shirt
Brian forgot to wear
which is required by camp,
which camp sent the bus
to pick up my kids
who wouldn't put on their shoes
to walk the dog
that couldn't deal with the rain
that started it off
as the day that sucked for me.
It sucked. But I practiced. Practice felt good, notwithstanding the lack of a mat. Kids are home. All is good.
YC
7 comments:
chad gadya!
texas yid
OMG. I thought I had a shite day. That was hilarious to read - probabaly not so funny to have experienced.
Being a Mom definitely has a few drawbacks.
Being a Mom definitely has a few perks too.
Happy Wednesday!
uggh...the switch from school to camp has wreaked havok on my life as well. I've barely managed to be in the office from 10:15 to 3:45 this week.
just how many bathing suits do they think he owns?
Did I mention that school was still going ON yesterday and today, when camp had already begun, so I had to stop by the school to pick up the kids' report cards and other sundry items on this day from hell?
That was one helluva messy day! Tomorrow'll be better.
"There was an old womann who swallowed a fly, perhaps she'll die..."
You know that wonderful poem you wrote would make a great children's book!!
Be well.
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