Tuesday, December 28, 2010


This is what I woke up to Monday morning:
photo © delawareonline.com
and this was the face I made when I realized there wasn't enough of it for the Governor to call a State of Emergency and I would have to go to work:

I am headed south and moving into GG&MM's attic.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

WW: This is what pure joy looks like

WW 1222b
Izzy & Auntie Kiely <3

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

All I want for Christmas.....

Is an hour to update my blog and finish all the posts that I started writing and never got a chance to finish.

Come on Jan 1! I am ready for Christmas to be O-V-E-R!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Daddy Brown's Musings (text messaging with my husband)

C: Wow buncha wuss boy names in '10 [this is in reference to hearing the top names of 2010 on a radio show]

MommaBrown: LoL those names are awful

C: I think we go with Luthor Axe-Smash Brown

MommaBrown: I know you cant see me right now - but i am making a face. i'm sure you can pick one from your memory.

hehehe I love photobooth on the iMac. but that's pretty much the face I made anyway.

Just for fun, here are a few other favorites :)

HUH? WHA? Speak up!

C makes more name suggestions

semi-normal so you know i am not a former resident of Love Canal, NY.
Have a great weekend everyone!


y3w - 1

y3w - 2

y3w - 3

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

WW: I'm not too sure about this guy...

Thursday, December 9, 2010



I'm not exactly sure how it happens but every time we cook something together, Izzy ends up with little to no clothes on. She will spill something all over herself, get a little overzealous with the sprayer on the sink or the clothes will simply disappear when I am not looking. However it happens, they always come off.

Oh well. At least is makes the transition to the bathtub a little quicker. Besides, if it doesn't get messy it's not fun, right?

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

"I'll just be hanging round the mistletoe, hoping to be kissed."

I feel pretty much the same way about Christmas that I do about Thanksgiving. The only thing I am really interested in are the extra days off from work.

Oh and the cookies. I'll take all the cookies you've got.

I always try to get into the spirit and now that Izzy is here, I feel like its important to have traditions. So begrudgingly, as I have for the past two years, I dragged all our Christmas crap out of the basement. Thankfully C did the hardest work, bringing up the tree. That's right, we have a fake tree. Look, I'm trying. You can't expect me to suck it up and enjoy Christmas AND get a real tree.

I have to admit though, I'm kinda feelin' it this year. Izzy is old enough to get excited about gifts. My Mother in Law sent us an advent calendar and Iz gets very excited about her daily gifts. Every day when I get home from work, I hear squeals of 'Moommmmmyyyyyy!!!!' and her thumping toward the door. Before I can get my key in the door she is on the other side jiggling the knob and trying to work the lock to let me in. When the door finally swings open I am greeted with gigantic hopeful eyes, a huge, gap toothed smile and the words "mommy! i have a gift?!?". With that she scurries away into the living room to wait next to the calendar. Goodness help me if I don't get in there fast enough. Every gift she's opened so far was met with 'OOoooooooOOOH!'.

A lot of our decorations are 'vintage' - you know, the fancy way of saying old. :) But many are hand-me-down or heirlooms from family. C's mother sent us this nativity a few years ago:

I think I need two wreaths or something on either side of that frame. Don't you love the random placement of that giant silver ball? I used it as a prop for Izzy's Christmas photo last year. I didn't know what to do with it. So I said screw it (sorry bebe jesus!) and threw it up there.

Our beloved Tai, our dog we had put down last Winter (and a sad, sad story for another time) got his own special nativity. I think Tai might get a new urn for Christmas. *Sigh* He was a bastard. But I do miss him.

I found these little guys in our basement this year:

How cute are they!?

I did get one new thing this year, the mistletoe for our mudroom:

And last but not least, our beautifully fake tree!
Check out the advent calendar!
So we are all set for Christmas. Now on to the dreaded shopping.

kill me. kill me now.

May Peace be your gift at Christmas and your blessing all year through! ~Author Unknown

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

This is why the cat hates us.


Can you see the hate in her eyes? That's an animal that is plotting a murder.

I'll be sleeping with one eye open tonight.


Monday, December 6, 2010

Weekend Wrap Up

Phew! What a weekend. Dare I say that I am happy to be back at work just to have the chance to relax? I think I was just super tired to start with. We had a busy weekend - but we've had busier. It got really cold here in the past few days. So I think the Winter blahs are creeping up on me.

OH! Aside from my whining about how tired I am, does this post seem especially sparkly and smell sorta like a new car? If it doesn't, it should! I am typing it from my brand spankin' new laptop. And thanks to all the side work I've been doing, I should have it paid off in the next two weeks.

Anywhoooo. Saturday was our really busy day. We went to Philadelphia for a craft show that was being held at the Broad Street Mission.

This wasn't your usual Christmas craft show with knitted scarves and crocheted toilet paper cozies. These were real artists and super cool crafts, jewelry, clothing and letterpress items (swoooon! letterpress!) We met up with my friend Kiely. That was nice for me because C wasn't really interested in the show. He wrangled Izzy while I drooled over tiny coffee cup charms constructed from recycled watch parts.

Patiently waiting :)

Kiely was excited about Jay McCaroll being there. Project Runway isn't really my thing so I wasn't really concerned with him but he did have some super cute bags for sale. For being a 'known' designer, I think his prices are pretty reasonable. Shame he didn't have this on his table:

I would have bought that in a heart beat!

I ended up leaving the show empty handed though. However, I took lots of business cards. I didn't think to bring much cash and really didn't have enough on me to buy anything. But I will definitely be checking out these artists online. I was so impressed and inspired by each vendor at the show.

After the craft show we walked down to City Hall to see the Christmas Village.

After crossing over Broad Street we could let Izzy have the run of the sidewalk. If you've never been to City Hall in Philly, it's basically an island in the city surrounded by a busy circle of traffic. C and Izzy were running along and Izzy was screaming at the top of her lungs. It was so funny. She was competing with the noise of city and losing the battle. But like any good sport, she enjoyed the game despite the loss.

Mother of the Year that I am, I remembered Izzy's blanket and scarf (she won't wear a hat) but no gloves. I ended up giving her mine and she was quite pleased with that. They are fingerless gloves and she delighted in torturing me by telling me to 'fix it mommy!' when she kept jamming three little fingers in one section.


Christmas Village was a nice stroll but honestly I wasn't terribly impressed. I think maybe I was just anxious to get to the Wanamaker building. It's Macy's now but it will always be Wanamaker's to me. I wanted to see the classic light show they have every year and the window displays. I was not disappointed by the displays! I was so impressed. Each window told part of the story of "Yes, Virginia", each display constructed entirely from cut paper. This story is based on actual events. In 1897, a little girl named Virginia O'Hanlon, wrote to the New York Sun newspaper and asked if Santa Claus was real. Editor Francis P. Church's reply to the little girl was "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist ..." Read more.

I adore paper art. Seeing a flat sheet of paper brough to life with a pair of scissors, a few simple folds and couple of curls makes want to dance around and sing like I am in a full scale Broadway production. How can you not be impressed by this:
Check out the detail in the little girl's eyes!

As you may have guessed I am also a fan of Real Simple magazine and their paper art scenes that are included in every issue. I really love the way these artists turned something so simple into something so rich and decadent.

When C had enough of my gawking at the windows (and freezing his tail off) we finally made our way inside Macy's to see the light show.

Izzy really enjoyed the show. It wasn't a huge reaction - I think she was worn out from all the fresh air and next to no nap at all. As you can see in that last shot, C was pretty beat too.
I was having a great time until some jerk-off tried to lift my wallet out of my bag. I had it under my arm (it's a large wallet) for quite a while and my diaper bag was hanging on the back of the stroller. I decided to finally put it back in the bag since I was standing right next to the stroller. No sooner did I put it back, deep into the bag did I see this guy sidling up to me. Previously no one was standing near me. I am one step away from stroller and the bag and this man is inching his way over, pretending to look at something on his phone. Finally he is close enough that I am getting a tad wary of him and I see him sort of lean and take a look into my bag. Of course at this point I wasn't going to give him any further chances to confirm my suspicions. I stepped back over so that I was standing directly behind the stroller. You'd have thought I lit a firecracker under this man the way he scooted away from me.

I would also like to draw your attention to the stalker that keeps showing up everywhere I go. This nut followed me to Dutch Wonderland a few weeks ago too!  ;)

Afterward we did a little more running through the city:

And said our goodbyes to Auntie Kiely:

After we went our separate ways, the three of us headed to South Philly for some lunch. We had to make the ultimate choice between Pat's and Geno's. It was actually pretty easy because Pat's didn't take cards

and the line at Geno's was ridiculous and it was too cold out.

So in the end we went to the sports bar that was in between the two.

After lunch we called it a day. When we got back to our car, I noticed this and thought it was really funny:

Which one is smaller? Can you tell? *Sigh* One day we'll have a normal sized car. :)

Hope you had a great weekend too!


Friday, December 3, 2010



I've never cut Izzy's hair. I just have this thing...maybe a result of all the traumatic haircuts I had as a child (thanks mom). I just don't want to cut it. Ever.
While her hair is beautiful, it is somewhat unruly, uneven and annoying. Her current growth spurt must have included her hair because now I can finally do more than two ponytails with it.

This is my awful attempt at braids. You should see the back :P


Obviously I need some practice in the hair-do department. In my defense though, doing this kid's hair is like wrestling a greased up, pissed off alligator/pig/rabid bear hybrid beast. It's not fun, sometimes there is blood, there are always tears and the end result is somewhere between humorous and terrifying.

Now I'm off to Etsy to get some cute bows. :)

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Weekend Wrap Up! better late than never.

Ahhhh Thanksgiving. The love/hate relationship I have with you carries through another year. I love your turkey, your pecan pie, the opportunity to wear my 'eating pants' (which, by the way, are just my everyday pants.) and the many reasons you give me to drink myself into a coma. Funny enough, those are all the things I hate about you as well.

Thanksgiving was okay. I never expect much since our family situation is a little bit strained for like the past...well, forever. But Christian and I always manage to have a good time and that we did. Ever since Izzy came along, we have that much more fun. Watching her experience things for the first time always makes the aggravation worthwhile.

We went to my mom and dad's house for dinner on Thursday. Unfortunately my mom wasn't feeling well so I had to take over on the preparations. I think I did pretty well. The cranberry sauce was can-shaped, the mashed potatoes only contained a small slice of my fingertip that was lost in the chopping and I won the war with the can of crescent rolls.

Fact: I have never successfully opened a can of pillsbury anything without the use of a knife.

Izzy helped me set the table:


Christian enjoyed the turkey. A lot.

Tuna got greedy and stole my parent's dog's dinner.

And  I just thought this one of Izzy waiting for pie was sweet :)

And this one is for Steph #3. The White Grill.
There is no real story behind this other than my mom - for some unknown reason - painted their grill white. I guess she thought it would look nice. I think its...ummm...interesting.

Almost as interesting as the vagina mailbox that their neighbors have.
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Disclaimer: This is not the neighbor's actual mailbox but it's nearly identical to the one they have. Which begs the question, why the hell are there two vagina mailboxes in the world?

OH! I nearly forgot. I did a little pre-Black Friday shopping. On Thursday I picked up this laptop.
I can't wait for it to get here. My old laptop died last spring and I've been relegated to C's old desktop. The sale price was $499 but ultimately I paid about $700 for it because of warranties and other extras. I'm pretty happy about this. I waited and waited for a good deal to come along and it finally paid off.


Friday was sort of a lazy day. C worked and I was home with Izzy. Late in the day my friend Stephanie came over to check out the paintings I was doing for her. I did three different paintings and she ended up buying two as a baby shower gift.



I was pretty pleased with the way they turned out. I was honestly a little sad to see the second one go. I really liked it and kinda wanted to keep it! I expected her to just take the first set because it coordinates with the wallpaper border the mother-to-be chose. But I was very happy that she was so pleased with my work that she took both. I am always nervous about what people will think of my work when they are paying for it. (When I'm giving it away, you just have to be happy with what you get! lol)

To my shock and dismay, Maggie, Stephanie's daughter is old enough for the Bumbo! I can't believe how quickly the time is passing. Since I am always eager to unload my junk on someone else, I dragged Izzy's Bumbo up from the basement, cleaned it off and passed it on to Maggie.


Izzy was less than pleased about this.

She kept saying 'I had is first. Is mine. I don't want Maggie to have it. I had it first.'


I made several attempts to explain to Izzy that she is too big for the Bumbo and how much fun it is to share with Maggie and that one day when we have another baby it will come back to our house. She wasn't buying into it. At one point she was gently and sneakily pushing on the Bumbo. I'm assuming it was an effort to tip Maggie out of it and snag the chair for herself.

Lucky for Izzy, Maggie got hungry and gave up the Bumbo for a bottle.


Saturday & Sunday

I love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love flea markets.


I really enjoy the ones that mostly sell other people's junk. It makes me think about the stories behind the stuff. Who it belonged to, what it meant to them, how it came to be that its for sale. But I also enjoy the ones that sell all the cheap crap you never want to pay full price for. Cowtown is one of those markets.  Cheap shoes, jewelry, hats, make up, car parts and other junk you didn't know you needed cover a big parking lot and three large barns.

I tried to get Izzy to pose with the giant cow at the front of the market. No Dice. 


She was scared of it. 

I don't blame her. Did you see the eyes on that thing?

Sunday was a pretty blah. We went to our local farmer's market just to get out of the house for a while. I was on the hunt for corn fritters but came up empty handed.

Now I just need to catch up on my vacation pics that I want to post. It's been two weeks and I am still telling everyone about the awesome staycation we had! haha
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