It's Friday, it's the second day of Spring, and I just read a book. Off to a good start I'd say. Now if I could get the laundry done, and the dishes put away before dinner time that would be some accomplishment. The book I read this morning is titled SUBURBAN HAIKU: Poetic Dispatches from Behind the Picket Fence. Do you know what a haiku is? It's a 17-syllable, three line poem. I took a creative writing class in high school and we wrote haiku poems, not that I was good at it, but those three lines of a poem had to hold very meaningful words. It was one topic of the class I actually enjoyed, so when I saw the title of this book I knew I wanted to read it. The book is written by Petyon Price, a mom living in a suburban neighborhood. Can you relate? I can. We moved into our neighborhood while it was still being built so I think the families all had a common bond, new house, new neighbors, new ways to see how each other decorated, what kind of cars we drove, and who had ...