“The blog is turning nine on September 18,” I tell Husband. “I’m not a poet, but maybe I could write a mad haiku for it.”
He laughs. “Yeah, do that.”
Husband contributes to My Blonde Life's birthday celebration by making dessert: puffed pastry filled with fresh peaches and raspberries, bleu cheese and Mike’s Hot Honey. Trust me; it’s a delicious combo.
I plant myself and write three haikus:
Once my baby blog
but like a fourth grader now.
Look how much you’ve grown!
You’re tiring me out
with your nine-year-old antics.
Time to take a nap.
Each week I’m alive
brings a chance to write your life.
You’re a gift for me.
Thank you for reading—some of you for nine whole years! May the inspiration continue…
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