Count Your Many Blessings

You are very very blessed. Why, you may ask? Well, There was a button. A red Button.

I mean, if you saw a giant red button staring you down with a cute little sign that said "DO NOT PRESS" could you possibly resist?

Lucky for you, we were strong.

Tip for the day: ALWAYS keep your feet on the ground.
Random fact of the day: You are taller and lighter when you wake up than when you go to sleep.
Song of the day: Light Blue, no wait, DARK blue. Light nope! dark wait! aaah!!!! Darkness! Dark light light dark blue red purple!

~P

Pluto Vs. Jupiter

You may have heard recently that Jupiter lost one of it's rings. I'm sure scientist everywhere are trying to figure out what could possibly have happened, but chances are they will never guess, because the real reason is, well, a little....out there. Almost literally. Once upon a time, Pluto was feeling very upset because it was no longer a planet. So it zipped out of it's orbit and ate one of Jupiter's rings. The End.

-b

Pomp and Circumstance

You may know of Pomp and Circumstance as the graduation song, the one we played for like 27 minutes and 31 seconds, but you're wrong. Pomp and Circumstance are the names of the canaries me and Penelope will soon (and by soon I mean far away) be purchasing. Like when we're 90. Mine will be called Pomp, and Penelope's, Circumstance. On second thought, maybe we better do it when we're like 56 so we can make sure we do it. We're going to teach these lovely canaries how to sing the Pomp and Circumstance. It's going to be beautiful. You can watch for us in up and coming concerts.
-b

Canaries

As those yellow birds sing their names and the seniors abandon us for good we begin this blog. The content? Whatever is on our minds, which could be anything, but is more likely to be nothing at all. It really has no purpose, except maybe to entertain us for the time being and shake our heads in shame in a few years when we're too mature understand.

Oh, wait, growing up? That's NEVER gonna happen! I hope...

I mean, I want to move on with my life eventually, but I plan to hold on to my insanity forever. In a few years, once I've married David Archuleta and she's wed to Gilbert Blythe, I hope I can text (or bloop or whatever the technology will be by then) Barbara "poof" and have her crack up.

Anyways, my thought for the day: guys are so much hotter when they are in some way musical. And hair. Hair is very important...

Oh and a tip for entertaining one's self: have a friend wish you happy birthday on facebook and see how many people fall for it. BAHAHAHA!

Hey Barbara, this is fun, this blogging thing! Your turn to try!

~P

And so it continues......

poof.

And so it begins...

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