20 February 2006

new pics of The Big T




hahahahaha!

how cute are those?

I'm taking the brownlettes to Vancouver this weekend to see the Big T and Whitey. We're very excited. Ms C is even foregoing a skating outing with her class AND a birthday party of her best friend, Ms Sydnee. WOW! now, that's love.

19 February 2006

countdown to spring training

This is pretty cool. They countdown to the first Spring Training game. Down to the second! AWESOME.

15 February 2006

Google/Olympics

Ok, I GET that google is doing the Olympic theme thing with its google letters, that thing it does. Which sometimes is quite cool. But! Every freaking time I use google I catch myself thinking "WTF is up with the flaming asparagus?"

song

Note: this link now doesn't work without a membership. how freekin cheesy.


So, after yesterday's (highly entertaining) fiasco with Pastel Vespa's..."rendition" of the KISS song "I Was Made For Lovin' You", I became inspired to share a real song. A song that I really like. Maybe you've heard it...maybe it has even been overplayed and you're sick of it. I wouldn't know. I listen to public radio. lol.

I hope you like it

click on "Unwritten", which is #3

14 February 2006

the story of the Brown

I'm blogging mostly because I'm waiting for Mr Brown to come home. And I'm anxiously awaiting his arrival and feeling all at loose ends. And no. It's not because I'm feeling really passionate. It's because I was really really really wanting to watch American Idol but I talked to him on the phone and he said he would be home soon and so I have to wait for him, so he can watch it too. Because if I've already seen it...well, that takes some of the joyous hilarity out of the whole thing.

So, since the boy laughed at me tonight about wanting to watch American Idol "Brownie, you're such a...." (I can't remember if he called me a loser, a geek, or a n00b. It was one of those.) I thought I would tell you about how I came to be known as Brownie. or Brown. or The Brown. all of the above.

The boy, d-unit, Dawson was such a cute and lovely child. He was an only child, for the first 5 and 1/2 years of his life. And I was a single mom for 4 of those years. Then Mr Brown became my boyfriend and, well, the rest is pretty self-explanatory.

But anyhow. When the boy was 3, he started really loving bunnies. Loved them. Was even...obsessed by them. Wanted bunnies. Not just one bunny, but wanted to be the pet-owner of lots and lots of bunnies. LMAO. of COURSE, I said "not a chance in hell". Well, maybe not in those words.

So, being a clever boy, he decided to take a page out of Barney the Dinosaur's book, and "use his imagination". So the boy made himself the "Bunny owner" and all members of his family became bunnies. And he named his bunnies. I got the name of "Brown". My sister got the name of "White". My mom was dubbed "Gold". I don't remember what my Dad was, but he certainly had a colour name. Then much later on, when boyfriend entered the picture and gained the acceptance of the boy, he got named "Grey".

So, that was when the boy was between the ages of 3 and 4. And the boy has never called me Mom, or Mommy, or Mother, since.

It's just "brown" or "Brownie" or "the brown"

how weird is that?

it's pretty weird. but...it's pretty funny.

There was this one time, when he was 6, and the neighbour kids were playing over at our house. The little boy from next door didn't know what to call me, so he asked D..."what's your Mom's name?" and D told him...." call her Brown ". so this boy, LOL, he addressed me as "caller Brown". or maybe the correct spelling might be "collar Brown"? who knows. but it cracked me UP. lol

so anyhow, that's the story of the Brown and now, I must go because, although I don't hear the car in the driveway yet, I'm going to get the TIVO thingy set up for American Idol.

Go Simon!

and no, Simon will not be getting a bunny name.

Simon is most certainly a "n00b".

creepy

Today, on the radio, while I was driving, I think I heard one of the creepiest things I've ever heard.

Please, indulge me. Check this out. I had to search pretty hard to find a way to share this audio oddity with you. It ain't exactly mainstream. No one is sharing it on LimeWire. There's no download for your iPod.

So when you click on this link, go down the page, along the left, to "sample sound" and click on I Was Made for Loving You. It's just a sample. Sorry. Please don't be jealous that I got to hear all 3:23 of the real version.

Enjoy!

PS. This is what happens when you listen to public radio

08 February 2006

note to James Frey

ok, dude. back on page 157, when you talk to the "Fat Otter"

and let me quote a passage, just so we know exactly what I'm referring to...

There is an Island among the rot, a large, round Pile with monstrous protrusions like the arms of a Witch. There is chatter beneath the Pile and a fat brown otter with a flat, armored tail climbs atop and he stares at me.

Hey, Fat Otter.

He stares at me.

You want what I got?

He stares at me.


Um, James. You do realize that a FAT OTTER with an amoured tail, is what we Canadians warmly refer to as A BEAVER. right?

lmao

a million little pieces

I'm reading the book. I'm halfway through. Here's what I think so far...

There are pieces of wisdom. There are things he says, and the way he says them, that have made me take pause. I've nodded my head. I've thought, "wow".

There are also some lame parts, some pretty lame writing, but then, the parts that are compelling call me back, and I keep reading. It's kind of weird, though...reading it, knowing that parts of it aren't factual. So, it's hard not to find myself wondering "oh, so I wonder if this REALLY happened". But I'm also finding that I don't really care. And I'm not sure I'm reading it all that much differently than I'd be reading it if I didn't know there were inherent fabrications.

Parts are well-written. In the sense that...they are poignant, and they bring me in and make me sympathize, or be repelled...they get a reaction out of me. And then, there's his habit of capitalizing words that really, grammatically, should definitely not be capitalized. So that annoys me. But I try to see how perhaps he's doing it for some sort of emphasis. I mean, he must be.

I'm enjoying the read.

Thus far, I'd say, Oprah be damned.

02 February 2006

new blog name?

Should I be changing the name of my blog? (well, besides the fact that Sunny didn't name it what I asked her to, when she made it for me.:P Just kidding, she said it wouldn't let her...) But anyhow, I'm wondering if it should become the Jenna blog, or some such!

Mr Brown got back from his trip, and he missed us, and was all happy to see us, and of course the kids were thrilled he was back (we hadn't even left the airport parking lot yet, and the girls wanted to know what presents he brought them. Isn't that just GREEDY? sheesh)

So anyhow, once we got back home, Mr Brown and I were having a kiss, and Ms J was beside herself....."oh, I like it when people kiss! I just LOVE a happy ending!!!!!"

lmfao

you'll be delighted and relieved to hear...

Mr Brown's back!

01 February 2006

the boy weighs in

and what did he have to say?

"actually, J, chinese in French is 'chinois'"

hahahahahaha