Friday, March 24, 2006
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
deep thoughts
By Blueberry,
The sun rose up near dawn, above a white billowy cloud; and the windy wind began to blow. Blowing, blowing the dancing palm branches on the palm trees.
The sun rose up near dawn, above a white billowy cloud; and the windy wind began to blow. Blowing, blowing the dancing palm branches on the palm trees.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
The story…
We are going to attempt writing another story…one sentence at a time, and after reading some really great stories we’ve compiled a list of all the things that should be in our story for it to be really grand.
A far off place, (Canada?)
A Prince…or a man named Mr. Darcy,
A woman in distress, who may or may not know it, yet capable of getting out but just to clumsy to do it.
A one eyed mutt to complicate matters,
An evil twin/step-mother/bad guy,
A couple of extra characters, perhaps two silly sister’s?
A mountain to climb,
Rivers infested with crocodiles and blood suckers,
A few sentences dedicated to extreme silliness; it is not necessary for these sentences to pertain to any part of the rest of the story. (this particle item wasn’t on the list of things other great stories had, we added this element so that our story can be truly grand!)
One awkward moment, naturally occurring when the clumsy woman in distress throws a bucket of water on the Prince because he’s so cocky; and she doesn’t know he has every right to be cocky because he is, after all, a Prince.
A conflict, be creative. Please be realistic and don’t try to force a conflict between the silly sister’s.
A climax,
Action,
A Duel…but try to remember we’re writing a child friendly story here. No bloody description of how the blade sliced neatly through the throat of the bad guy, or how when he grabbed his neck, the blood squirted through his fingers…nope, we don’t need any of those kinds of descriptions in our story…thanks.
A big black steed named "Tornado"
Or a white one named "Lightning"
A moment of great sensitivity….perhaps followed by one of those silly moments we recommended earlier.
Comedy, an extra character should step on a banana peal or something
Drama, at least one character should burst into uncontrollable, and insensible, tears every few sentences.
Alright, looking good! Get to it now! And once again, write only one sentence at a time and try not to comment twice in a row, at least comment as anonymous or Simon in between…but be good sports and let others play too. Have fun…
A far off place, (Canada?)
A Prince…or a man named Mr. Darcy,
A woman in distress, who may or may not know it, yet capable of getting out but just to clumsy to do it.
A one eyed mutt to complicate matters,
An evil twin/step-mother/bad guy,
A couple of extra characters, perhaps two silly sister’s?
A mountain to climb,
Rivers infested with crocodiles and blood suckers,
A few sentences dedicated to extreme silliness; it is not necessary for these sentences to pertain to any part of the rest of the story. (this particle item wasn’t on the list of things other great stories had, we added this element so that our story can be truly grand!)
One awkward moment, naturally occurring when the clumsy woman in distress throws a bucket of water on the Prince because he’s so cocky; and she doesn’t know he has every right to be cocky because he is, after all, a Prince.
A conflict, be creative. Please be realistic and don’t try to force a conflict between the silly sister’s.
A climax,
Action,
A Duel…but try to remember we’re writing a child friendly story here. No bloody description of how the blade sliced neatly through the throat of the bad guy, or how when he grabbed his neck, the blood squirted through his fingers…nope, we don’t need any of those kinds of descriptions in our story…thanks.
A big black steed named "Tornado"
Or a white one named "Lightning"
A moment of great sensitivity….perhaps followed by one of those silly moments we recommended earlier.
Comedy, an extra character should step on a banana peal or something
Drama, at least one character should burst into uncontrollable, and insensible, tears every few sentences.
Alright, looking good! Get to it now! And once again, write only one sentence at a time and try not to comment twice in a row, at least comment as anonymous or Simon in between…but be good sports and let others play too. Have fun…
Monday, February 27, 2006
In her own words,
How the oldest child describes her baby’s looks,
"She looks like a cute little turtle that’s been sneezed out of its shell."
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Sunday, February 26, 2006
For our favorite mother "Dear"
Because its your birthday,
Your silly daughters are going to be extra good girls. The youngest child will bake you a cake; the middle child will frost it. The favorite father will test the first bite; the oldest child will mash up your piece to make sure there are no special eggshells in it. The favorite brother will tease you; the favorite sister-in-law will be on your side. The favorite one eyed mutt will eat whatever part of the cake has the eggshell. The favorite brother-in-law will say happy birthday just as soon as the oldest child reminds him to. You can play with your food and have the last olive. But most importantly, the newsy staff will dedicate an entire blog to you, that all who read it may forever remember you’ve had your 14th 39th birthday.
Please don’t leave a comment, the favorite mother laughs heartiest when there are no comments on our blog.
Your silly daughters are going to be extra good girls. The youngest child will bake you a cake; the middle child will frost it. The favorite father will test the first bite; the oldest child will mash up your piece to make sure there are no special eggshells in it. The favorite brother will tease you; the favorite sister-in-law will be on your side. The favorite one eyed mutt will eat whatever part of the cake has the eggshell. The favorite brother-in-law will say happy birthday just as soon as the oldest child reminds him to. You can play with your food and have the last olive. But most importantly, the newsy staff will dedicate an entire blog to you, that all who read it may forever remember you’ve had your 14th 39th birthday.
Please don’t leave a comment, the favorite mother laughs heartiest when there are no comments on our blog.
Friday, February 24, 2006
A beautiful example of the art of name dropping…
Back in the day, when the silly sister’s were in college they took a curling class for one of their many PE classes.
It turned out to be one of the best classes they ever had to meet future important people in. There they met their future favorite sister-in-law and John Shuster. Yes indeed, it just so happens they were all often (at least once!) on the same team or, at least, curling against each other. And one time John was even the skip for the middle child and the youngest child. That’s right, the middle child had the great honor of being complimented on one her shots, while the youngest child had the very great privilege of being yelled at to sweep "HARD"…ah the Olympics bring back all those sweet memories!
Note: for those of you who are unaware, John Shuster was the lead on the Olympic men’s curling team who won the bronze medal this morning!!!
It turned out to be one of the best classes they ever had to meet future important people in. There they met their future favorite sister-in-law and John Shuster. Yes indeed, it just so happens they were all often (at least once!) on the same team or, at least, curling against each other. And one time John was even the skip for the middle child and the youngest child. That’s right, the middle child had the great honor of being complimented on one her shots, while the youngest child had the very great privilege of being yelled at to sweep "HARD"…ah the Olympics bring back all those sweet memories!
Note: for those of you who are unaware, John Shuster was the lead on the Olympic men’s curling team who won the bronze medal this morning!!!
Thursday, February 23, 2006
This weeks workout:
This workout comes highly recommended from a good friend of ours whom we adopted a while ago…
Walking around the block,
For best results do this outside.
Take a walk around the block…don’t go too fast and wear yourself out and don’t go too slow or you’ll freeze.
Now, if you’re like us, finding a block is the most difficult part of the workout. They’re not around ever corner out here if you know what we mean. And when the 911 people call and tell us there’s people stuck in the snow bank one block away we’re naturally unable to find them…but that’s another story…
So finding a block to walk around for this workout is our first, and now primary, goal. We recommend looking in a child’s room or nursery, but if there are no building blocks around, go outside and chop a small block off that annoying tree that’s still in the yard from Christmas.
Okay, now that we all have a block, set it down precisely in the center of your yard, and then precede to walk around the block. Don’t do it more than once though, unless you’re an advanced walker, you’ll need to work up to walking around the block more than once.
Always remember to workout with a friend…just in case you over do it they’ll be able to carry you back to the couch…you can pick up the block later.
Walking around the block,
For best results do this outside.
Take a walk around the block…don’t go too fast and wear yourself out and don’t go too slow or you’ll freeze.
Now, if you’re like us, finding a block is the most difficult part of the workout. They’re not around ever corner out here if you know what we mean. And when the 911 people call and tell us there’s people stuck in the snow bank one block away we’re naturally unable to find them…but that’s another story…
So finding a block to walk around for this workout is our first, and now primary, goal. We recommend looking in a child’s room or nursery, but if there are no building blocks around, go outside and chop a small block off that annoying tree that’s still in the yard from Christmas.
Okay, now that we all have a block, set it down precisely in the center of your yard, and then precede to walk around the block. Don’t do it more than once though, unless you’re an advanced walker, you’ll need to work up to walking around the block more than once.
Always remember to workout with a friend…just in case you over do it they’ll be able to carry you back to the couch…you can pick up the block later.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
For Web III
This is the farewell you were deprived of...
But really, as they always say,
"a picture is worth a thousand words"
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**<><**><>**So you just may have gotten the better end of the deal!
Sincerely
The silly sister's
Monday, February 20, 2006
Olympics 2010!!!!
The Silly sisters are the new hope for team USA!
Olympics 2010
for the four man bobsledding team!
for the four man bobsledding team!
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Saturday, February 18, 2006
Something to think about,
Special times of our days when we’re bored at shows…
1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44, 5:55, 7:47, 10:10, 11:11, 12:12, 12:34. Seeing one of these times during the day is a special thing, but counting the minutes between one showing to the next borders on pathetic.
1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44, 5:55, 7:47, 10:10, 11:11, 12:12, 12:34. Seeing one of these times during the day is a special thing, but counting the minutes between one showing to the next borders on pathetic.
Friday, February 17, 2006
They’re daring, they’re crazy, they’re…eating spinach?
^^^^This is the middle child’s daring attempt at eating spinach... notice the small dot on the left
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And this is the youngest child’s attempt at being more daring...
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Naturally they needed to doctor it up just a little bit,
Are they preparing for some type of Popeye event?
Thursday, February 16, 2006
This weeks workout:
Warming up the house after a long absence.
Now this can be done two different ways, for the beginner, just turn up the heat and wait for it. If you have off peak heating, you may be waiting a long time, this is a good time to exercise your patience, but don’t overly exert yourself.
For the intermediate, refrain from turning up the heat, this will save you money so you wont have to work so hard at a real job and your workout will be much more satisfying at home. The first thing you’ll want to do is get the air circulating, this will bring the air that’s already warm down from the ceiling. The best way to circulate air is jumping jacks, but if that’s too much, just walk around flapping your arms, this will give the rest of the family their workout as they laugh heartily at you.
For the advanced workout, turn the heat down a little, and then run around in circles, jump up and down, flap your arms, and pretend you still know how to do summersaults. Continue those four things until you are thoroughly exhausted or feel like opening a window. We don’t recommend opening a window unless everyone in the house has been working out at the same level. But even then, opening the window would defeat the purpose of this workout and then you’d have to start all over again; and we don’t recommend doing the same workout twice. Unless it’s the getting out of bed one, or putting on a sweater, or swinging…okay, we recommend doing most of the workouts again, but remember, don’t ever do more than one a day.
Now this can be done two different ways, for the beginner, just turn up the heat and wait for it. If you have off peak heating, you may be waiting a long time, this is a good time to exercise your patience, but don’t overly exert yourself.
For the intermediate, refrain from turning up the heat, this will save you money so you wont have to work so hard at a real job and your workout will be much more satisfying at home. The first thing you’ll want to do is get the air circulating, this will bring the air that’s already warm down from the ceiling. The best way to circulate air is jumping jacks, but if that’s too much, just walk around flapping your arms, this will give the rest of the family their workout as they laugh heartily at you.
For the advanced workout, turn the heat down a little, and then run around in circles, jump up and down, flap your arms, and pretend you still know how to do summersaults. Continue those four things until you are thoroughly exhausted or feel like opening a window. We don’t recommend opening a window unless everyone in the house has been working out at the same level. But even then, opening the window would defeat the purpose of this workout and then you’d have to start all over again; and we don’t recommend doing the same workout twice. Unless it’s the getting out of bed one, or putting on a sweater, or swinging…okay, we recommend doing most of the workouts again, but remember, don’t ever do more than one a day.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Read one a day until done...
Here is everything we would be writing in the next two or something weeks if we could...please, do not attempt to read more than one day at a time...
Wednesday the first,
We were born under a wandering star...
Thursday the second,
Home is where the howard is.
Friday the third,
"You fired!" girl one with crooked finger.
"No! You fired!" girl two with snotty look.
"No, we’re fired!" both together with hysterical giggles.
Dreams dreams dreams, all dreams.
Saturday the fourth,
Yesterday, work was just a silly game to play. Now it seems as though it’s here to stay, oh we believe in Yesterday..."you fired!" seriously…
Sunday the fifth,
Go team! Go! What a stupid call ref! Here’s some more cream soda. TACKLE HIM! TACKLE HIM! Ahhhhh no! SAcK hiM sACk hIm! Go for the touch down! You idiot! Losers limp! You’re fired!
Monday the sixth,
Bummer, oh well, cheers to the winners, and two for the losers!
Tuesday the seventh,
The silly sisters are finally resigned to their ten-x-ten foot jail.
Wednesday the eighth,
The beginning of the end; it’s all down hill from here.
Thursday the ninth,
Everyday it’s a getting closer, coming faster than a roller coaster.
Friday the tenth,
The silly sisters decided that they don’t really want to leave, for it has not be an unhappy ten-x-ten feet...
Saturday the eleventh,
Mental break down...oh, that can be terribly misread. What we were trying to say is, the silly sisters mentally tore down the booth for Sunday.
Sunday the twelfth,
Let the pacing begin...or rather, continue for another hour.
Monday the thirteenth,
The beginning of the 24 hours.
Tuesday the fourteenth,
Pit stop in the cities for the youngest child and the favorite mothers dates. Happy S.A.D. (Singles Awareness Day) day everyone! Hey, all singles, buy some chocolates for yourself, you’ll cease to regret the action after a few hours of indulgence.
Wednesday the fifteenth,
What? Is no one home to greet us? Why are not we ourselves at home? By george, this is an out rage! That’s 36 hours...and we dare not predict anymore...and you’re all a bunch of cheaters for reading this all at once. This was a test! And you’ve all read it too fast...well now you’ll just be bored here for the next um-teen days...but we have every confidence that you’ll all find sufficient reading material elsewhere in the meantime.
Wednesday the first,
We were born under a wandering star...
Thursday the second,
Home is where the howard is.
Friday the third,
"You fired!" girl one with crooked finger.
"No! You fired!" girl two with snotty look.
"No, we’re fired!" both together with hysterical giggles.
Dreams dreams dreams, all dreams.
Saturday the fourth,
Yesterday, work was just a silly game to play. Now it seems as though it’s here to stay, oh we believe in Yesterday..."you fired!" seriously…
Sunday the fifth,
Go team! Go! What a stupid call ref! Here’s some more cream soda. TACKLE HIM! TACKLE HIM! Ahhhhh no! SAcK hiM sACk hIm! Go for the touch down! You idiot! Losers limp! You’re fired!
Monday the sixth,
Bummer, oh well, cheers to the winners, and two for the losers!
Tuesday the seventh,
The silly sisters are finally resigned to their ten-x-ten foot jail.
Wednesday the eighth,
The beginning of the end; it’s all down hill from here.
Thursday the ninth,
Everyday it’s a getting closer, coming faster than a roller coaster.
Friday the tenth,
The silly sisters decided that they don’t really want to leave, for it has not be an unhappy ten-x-ten feet...
Saturday the eleventh,
Mental break down...oh, that can be terribly misread. What we were trying to say is, the silly sisters mentally tore down the booth for Sunday.
Sunday the twelfth,
Let the pacing begin...or rather, continue for another hour.
Monday the thirteenth,
The beginning of the 24 hours.
Tuesday the fourteenth,
Pit stop in the cities for the youngest child and the favorite mothers dates. Happy S.A.D. (Singles Awareness Day) day everyone! Hey, all singles, buy some chocolates for yourself, you’ll cease to regret the action after a few hours of indulgence.
Wednesday the fifteenth,
What? Is no one home to greet us? Why are not we ourselves at home? By george, this is an out rage! That’s 36 hours...and we dare not predict anymore...and you’re all a bunch of cheaters for reading this all at once. This was a test! And you’ve all read it too fast...well now you’ll just be bored here for the next um-teen days...but we have every confidence that you’ll all find sufficient reading material elsewhere in the meantime.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Little Glow Worm
********We were informed that glow worms light up when you squeeze them.
Unfortunatly, all this one does when she's squeezed is cry...which, thankfully, isn't very often.
This is actually a picture of a smile, and almost a giggle.
Monday, January 30, 2006
A question for the favorite brother (who does not read this blog)
Q. Why does electricity shock people?
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A. It doesn’t know how to conduct itself.
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A. It doesn’t know how to conduct itself.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Baby sneezes…aren’t they cute?
chew…
he he he he he ah ha he he snort he he...giggle giggle.
The poor baby will be classically conditioned to laugh whenever someone sneezes as a result of her aunts laughing at her so often. Don’t even get us started on the hiccups. he he he he he ha hahahhahhhhaa snort...giggle smirk...snort cough... coo.
he he he he he ah ha he he snort he he...giggle giggle.
The poor baby will be classically conditioned to laugh whenever someone sneezes as a result of her aunts laughing at her so often. Don’t even get us started on the hiccups. he he he he he ha hahahhahhhhaa snort...giggle smirk...snort cough... coo.
Friday, January 27, 2006
A horrible tragedy done to our hill,
Our sledding hill, of which we’ve bragged shamelessly about for three months, has been asalted with dirt and, well, salt!
During the course of this morning, that is, morning if you get up at 4am, our hill had the miss fortune of being too slippery for a van that was leaving. And rather than take that as a logical sign that the favorite brother-in-law should stay, dirt was tossed on the hill and the sleepy silly sisters were called to get their boots on. So now the icy hill has sun-attracting dirt all over it…sigh, just as the hill was getting good too! The laments being cried out by the middle child and the youngest child today are quite pathetic, the more so since there is no one home to hear them but the favorite one eyed mutt.
All parties in the next two weeks are now canceled, due to this rather tragic occurrence, until further snowtice.
During the course of this morning, that is, morning if you get up at 4am, our hill had the miss fortune of being too slippery for a van that was leaving. And rather than take that as a logical sign that the favorite brother-in-law should stay, dirt was tossed on the hill and the sleepy silly sisters were called to get their boots on. So now the icy hill has sun-attracting dirt all over it…sigh, just as the hill was getting good too! The laments being cried out by the middle child and the youngest child today are quite pathetic, the more so since there is no one home to hear them but the favorite one eyed mutt.
All parties in the next two weeks are now canceled, due to this rather tragic occurrence, until further snowtice.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
*****The darling baby’s here dear!*****
We have ourselves a Mondays child! After waiting all day and writing silly letters to occupy the time, the silly sister's have officially crossed the line and are now aunts! Bravo, welcome to the old aunts club.
But besides all that, we have been hard pressed to get a good description of her. For though we know she was born at 9:01pm, 21 inches long, 7 pounds 5.6 ounces, we really don’t know anything at all about it!
The odds are in her favor though since she is a Mondays child and therefore much better off already than a Wednesdays child or a Thursdays child.
Congratulations oldest child and favorite brother-in-law. We’ll brag more on her beauty once we see her for ourselves and know for sure…
Oh and if you want to know whether or not she’s a girl, leave a comment!
But besides all that, we have been hard pressed to get a good description of her. For though we know she was born at 9:01pm, 21 inches long, 7 pounds 5.6 ounces, we really don’t know anything at all about it!
The odds are in her favor though since she is a Mondays child and therefore much better off already than a Wednesdays child or a Thursdays child.
Congratulations oldest child and favorite brother-in-law. We’ll brag more on her beauty once we see her for ourselves and know for sure…
Oh and if you want to know whether or not she’s a girl, leave a comment!
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