Friday, September 29, 2006

"...and in the yellow corner, 32" tall and weighing in at 24 pounds is the Damarisottian dominator, the peanut pulverizer Brynna "Don't Call Me Chubby" Nelson..." Posted by Picasa

Worlds weirdest bunny

or is it an ewok? Posted by Picasa

Monday, September 25, 2006


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The bank account shudders.

Over the weekend, Brynna added two new words to her vocabulary. No and shoes. “No” makes perfect sense since she hears it about 10,000 times a day as either she or Chance is doing or thinking of doing something naughty. “Shoe”, on the other hand is a different story. Marcy fancies herself a shoe whore despite the fact she only has about 15 pairs of shoes (I weep for her) and is apparently hell bent on molding B into a future Carrie Bradshaw (fyi- I should probably have my testicles removed and placed in a jar for making a Sex in the City reference but it’s a damn good show so bite me) and in her quest has taken every chance possible to hold a shoe up to Brynn and carefully annunciate “SHOE”. So, after a few days of brainwashing, B will now say shoe on command. For the record, she still doesn’t say mom or dad on a regular basis but she will now say shoe and giggle with glee as she shakes her feet.

I’m screwed.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Monday, September 18, 2006

Game 4

Saturday evening was game 4 of the Eastern Conference Championships for AA Portland Seadogs. They led the series 2-1 going in so this could have been the deciding game. The dogs trailed through most of the game but in the 8th (I think) they took the lead with back to back homies and everybody in the crowd thought we had it in the bag. Unfortunately, when Akron (how would you like to play for a team, or live in a place for that matter, called Akron?) came up in the 9th, they quickly shelled the closer, regained the lead and shut down the home town Dogs in the bottom of the ninth. Game over. The final game was held on Sunday but I've yet to see what the final was.

Despite the fact that they lost, it was a fun game and you really can't find a bad seat in the stadium. Cool stuff.

Kevin doing what he does best.

Tim and Lilly. That girl was full (and I mean full) of energy.

Slugger the SeaDog. The dirty bastard touched me when walking past. Do you remember what it smelled like in a highschool football team's locker room? Well, thats what Slugger smelled like.
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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Reid State Park

Now that summer is about over, B and I decided to venture down to Reid State Park this afternoon - the first time this year! It was a beautiful fall day - the surf was up and the crowds were down. There were fewer than 10 people on the entire beach! Other than a short visit to Hendrick's Head on Southport Island, this was Brynna's first beach experience. She was excited by the surf and babbled at the seagulls waiting for stray cheerios. More importantly though, Brynna discovered the joys of digging in the sand. She also felt it necessary to taste a handful...I am told it goes well with cheerios and graham crackers .

Reacting to the spray.

Brynna, who flirts with just about everybody she meets these days, was able to convince a young couple to stop smooching (etc.) on their blanket and take this shot for us.

Surf's up!
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That bird wants my graham cracker?!

B and I hiked up to the look-out over 1/2 mile beach. It looks as though this kid is going to be a climber. She was determined to walk on her own and was constantly trying to climb up over rocks and any other obstacle she could find. Given the terrain she had to settle for holding my hand.

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Thanks Uncle Rusty and Aunt Cara

Buckin bronco or heil hitler, I'm not sure which.

How do you work this thing again?

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Photo blog

DAMN update

Much has been happening in DAMNelsons land recently. Over the last few days, B-Girl has pushed two more teeth through bringing her total to 8. She is one big toothy grin these days. Sunday, while visiting Great Grammie and Grampa Parker B danced to Toby Keith. I’ve ordered an immediate paternity test because no child of mine would ever do such a thing. Grammie Parker also tried to put in some Celine Dion but thankfully I was able to nip that one in the bud quick because I’d rather carry Toby Keith’s love child than listen to Celine freakin Dion. If you need a reason to hate Canada, Celine Dion is it.

This weekend, Marcy and I went to a Seadogs playoff game with her parents while my mom watched B at our house. We had a great time. The game was good with the Dogs coming from behind to win with a walk-off home run in the tenth, Mimi-Jo got hammered and was a complete riot. To us at least, the poor suckers sitting around us might not feel the same. Back at home, B was working on her grandmother manipulation skills and managed to convince my mom that her bedtime was 10pm instead of the typical 7:30. Sneaky little sucker. The upside is that as a result, she slept later than usual which allowed me to sleep off some of the beers I had consumed the night before.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Brynna, the proud new owner of her first parachute. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, September 07, 2006

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Hi, My name is Enzo. I enjoy long walks on the beach, picking my nose, playing with pink girls toys and performing unnatural acts on stuffed superheros. If you want to see more, visit me on my -SITE- Posted by Picasa

first ball game

Sunday Marcy, Brynn, Kevin, Tina, Calia and I went to Boston to see the Redsox slide even further from playoff contention. It would be Calia and Brynna's first ball game and B's first trip into the big city.

B's first subway ride. She had a blast flirting with every dirty bastard on the tube.

Our view at the game. Between B's giant melon and the column, there wasn't much to see.

Unfortunately, since Brynna is so hyperactive, we weren't able to stay at the game beyond the 5th inning. If we had stayed much longer I suspect the rest of the section would have called the annoying people hotline anyway and had us kicked out.

It was sort of a nightmare but at least we can say we tried and now know better than to take her to anything that requires sitting quietly for more than 30 seconds.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Hostess with the mostess

Saturday we celebrated B's first birthday with a party for friends and family at our place in Damariscotta. B may not have understood exactly what was going on but she certainly didn't show it. She went ape for all of the attention and spent the entire party going from one person to another with nary a wimper. Hopefully a better post will follow but this will have to suffice for now.

A Hannaford special cake. Marcy says that the little brown dots were supposed to be rocks but I say they were duck poops. They were tasty though.
B enjoying her carrot cake cupcake. She actually fed more to me than she ate herself.

Marcy likes this picture of us while opening presents but I think that I look like a pointy nosed doof.

Friday, September 01, 2006

almost here.

Well Brynna's b-day party is a little over 24 hours away and we're frantically trying to get everything finished for the big show. Remember a couple of months ago when Marcy gave me the edict that the bathroom must be done by the time of the party? I think I said no problem right? Well, as of this morning everything is done except for baseboards. I would have been done sooner but murphy raised his sweaty little head and f'ed up my miter saw so that I couldn't finish the other night as planned. Last night I was able to fix it (simple problem as it turns out) so hopefully, if everything goes well, the rest of the baseboard will go down and I'll be done. Yippee!

Monday, we had a band of traveling electricians at the house fixing some (duh) electrical problems which was nice since now I'm pretty certain the house won't burn down during the party. I consider that a bonus. Posted by Picasa