st. fancy at the st. regis

josh is awesome and booked a friday night at the st. regis. It's for fancy folk who like to poshly visit deer valley. We fit into that don't we? Well, we walk in, after we ride the fanicular (i think that's the word) and roam around to find our room. We ask the girl in the chocolate shop/gift shop/all your bathroom needs shop how to get to the elevators. Kindly she tells us the directions and we kindly walk on. The elevators are classy, along with the walls, carpet, doors, employees, and everything else. We walk into our room, well the entry way to our room. Then we walk into our actual room and it's STUNNING. the most gorgeous hotel room you've ever seen. Lovely robes and slippers for us to use for the hot tub, a weight scale- because who doesn't weigh themselves at every hotel? Amazing shower with a rain shower head that is wasteful and uses a gallon a second but provides a waterfall-like shower experience. A phone by the toilet in case you need room service while you poop. And of course a personal greeting that says welcome Joshua Brown when you turn on the flatscreen. Oh and i forgot to mention there is a remote on the sink??? Oh don't worry, you point it at the mirror and suddenly a TV appears. REDICULOUS. The bed was fantastic. We headed to the exit where a black escalade took us to main street wherever we wanted to go. Then when we are ready, we call their number and they pick us up wherever we wanted. Saaweeet.
Then we decide to check out the outdoor hot tub. Who doesn't love to swim in the snow...it was amazing. Oh i forgot to mention, before heading to main street we decided to sip some hot cocoa that was in the library being served out of copper containers. Fresh whipped cream to top as well. We sat on every chair and couch to be sure we got the full experience. While doing so, the guy from outside kindly asked if we would like to make some s'mores outside over the fire that is burning through piles of obsidian. Wow. of course we want s'mores. it's the st. regis. Man, it was absurdly amazing. You should go if you get a chance......living the life of luxury can be a bit uncomfortable but i suggest you experience every bit of it.

so you can be remembered...

HI, i stopped blow drying my hair so i could write this post. It better be good as I have been waiting for something to zing me....so here it is.

Girls should wear perfume. why? so you can be remembered.
smell and memory are very closely linked. like, on my run the other day, i ran past a bush that smelled EXACTLY like the bush that was by my 8th grade locker. talk about a flash back. I remeber all the girls in my 8th grade class when i walk into victoria secret and smell LOVE SPELL, and of course, i remember every girl in my freshman class when i smell the old school ralph lauren smell in the aqua blue bottle. That is, i only remember those who wore it. for everyone else, there is no memory. sorry. so, what i have discovered- if you have a hard time feeling remembered, and you feel like just the next girl that any man or woman walks by, perhaps you better find a special scent and use it! I remember horses when i smell manure because it's their smell. i remember myself when i smell MIRACLE because i've worn it for forever. The latest smell is from LOLLIA, very good. you should check it out. maybe even make people remember you in a good way by wearing it.
there are other things you can do to be remembered, but smell always helps get you into someones brain. they smell a smell, and bam! you've flung back into their memory in an instant. word of advice, don't let your BO be the way someone remembers you by.


have a smelly day.

decisions decisions decisions

here i am, sitting on the couch. and there he is sitting next to me. i say, shoot...what was i going to write my next blog about? he says, i don't know? A week ago something happened and it was a great blogging idea. BUT here i am, sitting on the couch saying...shoot, what was i going to write about?
so here we are.

not a success.

let's hope the next one is better

curly curly hallelujah

Hello again,
This time I'm speaking in regards to my curly hair. so, something special happened to me last night. I was shopping...for my hair stuff. it normally costs 14.50 a piece. well, when I asked the girl where it was, she said "actually it's been repackaged. the old packaging is on sale for 3.60 a bottle though!" my mind started freaking out. what!!! i'll take all you have i said. she pulled out six bottles. i think the two girls there thought i was kind of wacko. especially because i said "merry christmas to me" when she brought it to the counter. well anyway, it was fabulous. I got 6 bottles of hair stuff for litterally 20 dollars. that's it.

curly curly hallelujah

sly, but stupendously strong

well, it's about time we spend some time discussing Hercules, our newest christmas tree. What a handsome beauty. he's 6 feet tall and we only cut him a titch before installing him into the trusty tree stand. with the great tree skirt, he almost looks like a girl. but it's a man. And he drinks a lot, stands straight, and has a nice bow on top. colorful lights make it all great. oh, and josh finally put on his ornaments- a selection of caribiners. He's gotta have some man on him right? without those, I'd feel bad for cross dressing the tree. after all, I'm into the warm fuzzies...like putting a bow on top.
anyway, our little place is full of holiday cheer.

doug

well hello again,
I'm thinking about doug...the douglas fir christmas tree from last year who has probably rotted away by now. poor guy. he was really great. Not sure if we'll end up with another doug or if we'll be doing a frasier fir fred.....not even sure if smith's will have one of them.
anyway, here's the point. the only tree toppers i can find are too glittery or too ugly and cheap looking. and i even work at one of the greatest home decor shops ever. no help. i have a pretty good idea of what to do..but still, it'd be nice to find a tree topper to last throughout the Brown Family Christmas Tree's. Perhaps I need to call Penny Mcallister and have her design one specially for me. She's my favorite designer. Big problem though, she has actually passed away so I cannot contact her. but mayber her collections that i've already started collecting will fill my mind with an inspirational idea.
perhaps i have too much time on my hands.

good evening

HOT DIGGITY DOGS

imagine you are on the boat in the chocolate tunnel in the newest willy wonka movie...which, by the way, is exactly accurate with the book. anyway, instead of being on a spiraling chocolate river, you are spiraling deeper into the valleys of my brain. here you will find out the experience i had today at the grocery store while standing in front of the hot dogs as though i were choosing a diamond out of a million beautiful diamonds (which aren't as pretty as the one i have in real life)...thanks josh. ANYWAY, i was making pigs in a blanket for my girls night party that was themed as "bring your favorite birthday dish" and mine growing up was... you guessed it!...pigs in a blanket. my eyeballs saw the ballpark franks first...they must pay the most to have their dogs right in the first place people look. Then i saw the nathans hot dogs that looked good but they were skinny. then i saw oscar meyer "original wieners". hmm. no good. and by the way there is not to be any innuendo intended in this post...it just occurred to me that maybe boys...or girls...may think it's funny because i'm referencing weenies.

So, then i saw a fat free option. first of all, WHO EATS A FAT FREE HOT DOG. second of all, how can it be a hot dog and be fat free together? third of all, might as well eat a grape if you're going to choose the fat free style. same goes with the 98% at free version. those just have a 1/4 inch section that is fatty and the rest is not. apparently. then there were the turkey, chicken, and pork ones. NO. then i saw the ones free of nitrates and nitrites. NOW this one caught my attention. but it HAS to be stored at 40 degrees or less at ALL TIMES as they are not preserved. I instantly pictured all of us barfing up our food because we had eaten hot dogs that were on a 90 degree truck in transportation and therefore were bad due to the violation of the no-preservatives protection rule. So, of course that was a bad option too. how can i trust that those dogs were always at the right temp. you can't trust people these days...especially if you don't know who carried those from ball park frankfurters to the grocery shelf. THEN (and yes i've been standing here wondering if other people wonder why i'm standing in front of the hot dogs for so long), then i had to choose from oscar myer or ballpark. i went with the ALL BEEF BALLPARK...it was the one i remember most from commercials so they must be good right? and they were not too shabby. and THAT my friends, is the proper way to buy your hot diggity dogs.

feels good to have something legit to right about again.