Throw some 'fetti, make it rain

To celebrate 11-11-11, our lab decided to have some fun with balloons filled with confetti {read: confetti equals all those little paper circles we stole from dozens of the hole punches in the building.}

So 11:11am rolled around and we all stopped our lab work to throw the balloons up in the air and pop them above our heads. It was pure magic. (We then spent 11:12 to 11:14 sweeping up the floor.) Oh, life in a lab. Good stuff.

Anyway, I took a few balloons home because I just didn't want the party to end. My dog may or may not have gotten a hold of one of them, and then may or may not have almost had a heart attack when it popped. I dunno though. With the other one, my dad and I had some fun.

I heart him.

(Not to belabor the point or anything, but I'm pretty sure anytime I ever see this picture...

...I'll go insane, throw some glitter, make it rain.)