April 15th, 2009

Baby Ade!

Writer's Block: Taxmen and Poetry

I've been a homeowner for a year today. And what a crazy year it's been. Buying a house totally rapes your finances, but it's worth it. Despite several important things breaking (the fridge, the furnace, the icemaker water tube that nearly flooded the basement that I still need to fix already...) and the hassles of paperwork, moving, and other stuff, I have no regrets. Being a homeowner is awesome. I highly recommend it.

It's Tax Day in the U.S., a day when the mind might be too occupied with deductions and long lines at the post office to think about poetry. But let's try: what's your favorite line of poetry? Song lyrics count.

Now We are Six, by A.A. Milne

When I was one, I had just begun.
When I was two, I was nearly new.
When I was three, I was hardly me.
When I was four, I was not much more.
When I was five, I was just alive.
But now I am six, I'm as clever as clever.
So I think I'll be six now forever and ever.

This is pretty much the theme poem of my life...

By the way, the 20th anniversary of my sixth birthday is in a month and three days (ahhhh, I'm such an old 6-year-old!). If I had a party, would any of you actually come this time? *puppy eyes*