A Perfect Date with Pumkin

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Girls,

I've embedded a Billy Paul song @ the Bren in the car pic - it's available online, so if it's ok with you, the hosting thing is cool for this one :)

The problem is: if we give Michelle the index location of our page ( i.e. http://theperfectdate.blogspot.com ) everything loads up at once - like it's a single page, and only one of the songs will be heard (the one that was embedded first)

But if we'll give Michelle a subsequent address - like http://theperfectdate.blogspot.com/2005/02/530-am.html it will be ok.

So could we somehow have the "Our Valentine To You" page moved on a separate page ?

Dunno, maybe there's another solution ... i just don't know it :)
Oh, we gotta put a note about the page having sound, otherwise maybe he won't even hear'em.

xo
Ellie

p.s. i made 'Bertha' back to Berta (comes from Alberta)

Our Valentine To You

Dear Pumkin,

The four of us want to wish you a Happy Valentine's Day! (You can be our Valentine any day). We worked hard on this project and are really proud of the final product. It was great working in a team of four--not only did we make some new friends, but we all contributed to make this work. Kinda like a mini-relay.

We hope what you're about to see will make you laugh! Oh, and make sure your speakers are on ok? The pages with this:

have sound (it might take a few seconds to load).

One more thing. When viewing this, just remember: We kid because we love! =)

Made with love (and Photoshop),
Blair, Ellie, Janine, and Terrie

P.S. Feel free to make some comments! We'd love to know what you think of it.

**Click here to start your adventure Pumkin!**

5:30 am

The day began with Bren rolling about in his luxurious 1200 thread count sheets, dreading the thought of leaving heaven. Upon realizing that it was the day of his perfect date, he put a smile on his face and welcomed the day.

Now before Bren could leave the house he had to clean up and make the place presentable. One never knows where the perfect date could lead. As his master ran around cleaning up his chew toy mess in quite a frenzy, Jack looked on with humor and a mild urge to pee.

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6:30 am

Time for practice, for not even on Valentine's Day would he dare to miss. Seems there is another date Bren is looking forward to in the future he can't miss. Involves a big butt kicking, but that's another story.

Hmm, now what exactly do the Trio guys think about while they're swimming anyway?

"7000 @!#$%&* yards of hell..."

"Hm, maybe my Berta needs some suspension work ..."

"Heartbreaker ... oooohhhh .... heartbreaker ... "

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9:00 am

Off the boys go to eat a healthy breakfast. Got to keep their energy up so they can be big and strong.

Ian: "This breakfast could really do some damage."
Brendan: "You know how sick this oatmeal's gonna be right?"

Aaron: "These pancakes are gonna be really sick."

Brendan: "Ridiculous."

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9:30 am

Now the day would be incomplete without schoolwork to do.

Brendan is hard at work when...

...the teacher makes an announcement to the class. Deep in thought, Brendan doesn't quite catch all of it. The girl next to him starts to turn towards him.
Brendan: "Did you not catch that eith..."
Girl #1: "Ohmygosh!! Has anyone ever told you that you look like Nick Lachey??"
Brendan: *blink*
Girl #2: "Hold up...you do look familiar. You're on the Facebook right??"
Brendan: (groans)

Brendan gets back to his deep thoughts...

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1:00 pm

After taxing his brain with schoolwork and the perfect girl, Bren heads off to meet up with big bro Sean. There is great news to share for it appears Sean has met his match. A dark-haired cutie from Boston has stolen his heart.

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2:00 pm

Back at the pool...

Brendan finds out that he'll be competing against Michael Phelps in an upcoming swim meet, so he decides to make some "Calvin and Hobbs trouble..."
(for the sake of this story, let's pretend Mikey also goes to UT)

Phelps: "WTF? @!#$% #@!$%!!!!"

After the burning sensation eventually subsides, Mikey has a good laugh about it. Or maybe it was just the Bengay's psychoactive properties coming into effect.

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4:00 pm

After pulling pranks and working hard, a tired Bren-Bear heads back home, accompanied by the mellow sound of Billy Paul. The day's deeds are done and now it's off to get ready for a night of romance. (wink, wink)

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4:30 pm

Armed with his "scrubbie scrunchie thing," Brendan welcomes the warm spray of the shower on his sore muscles.

Brendan: "Why is everyone so obsessed with this longhorn tattoo? I just don't get it."

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5:00 pm

After his long, hot, wet, bubble-filled, steamy....ahem....shower it's time to relieve some pre-date jitters. Of course Bren's roomie is up for the task and the two proceed to engage in a hardcore battle in...

...Bubble Bobble. (It was Aaron's choice).

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6:00 pm

Now before Bren can get dressed for his perfect date he needs some clothing advice. So he calls over to the west wing of the house for advice. Eagerly, Aaron puts down the Chem and runs to his closet, inspired, as he listens to some Jack Johnson tunes.

As Aaron pulls out Shirt after Shirt of Fug (SoF), he comes up with a "winner."

Aaron: "Dude, isn't this shirt sweet?"

Bren soon realizes he's on his own with this one.

So after much internal debate, the perfect outfit for the the perfect date is finally complete. He is now off with a quick farewell to Jack and a promise to bring back leftovers. Jack barks with appreciation and jumps onto the couch to cuddle with Aaron.

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7:00 pm

Alas, we're here. The moment has arrived and all is perfect as a perfect date should be. Mmm, rib eyes...

Dinner was wonderful but now it's off for some real fun. So Brendan and Mandy dance, laugh and have a great time at Pete's.

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12 am

Finally,it's back to the perfect house with the perfect girl to end the perfect date. (Whew, isn't Bren glad he cleaned up.) So we leave the scene with sounds of Marvin Gaye whispering in our ears. Now where this story goes....well, that's for another day. ;)

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