Today's Mommalogue!

So today we're talking about reading.

We read a lot in our house. It's not always what I would choose but hey, I want to know where the damn fish is too, so I go with it.

Watch my video and let me know what you think.

We have a special guest in this one. Audrey makes an appearance...then a disappearance...then an appearance again.

This must be why they say not to work with kids or animals. Will I ever learn?

Watch today's video HERE.

Today's Mommalogue!

So I love my kid, like REALLY love my kid.

However....

When I think awesome kick-ass vacation, my thoughts go more towards colorful drinks with fruit sticking out and, ahem, having my handsome husband to myself.

Does that make me a bad mom?

But....

If we are taking Audrey, we plan on geeking out. I hope she likes museums.

Check out today's Mommalogue on SheKnows.com and find out why I will never be voted Mother of the Year.

Watch my video HERE.

Thanksgiving and in-laws...

It's Tuesday? Holy crap, when did that happen?

So I missed yesterday, and here is what you missed on the Mommalogues. Yesterday we talked about Thanksgiving.

More accurately, what I will and won't be eating this Thanksgiving. Check it out....no seriously. You will get a clear definition of TMI. Yeah, I know. But watch it HERE anyway.

And today we are talking about grandparents. What would we do without them?

My kid has 2 sets of loving, devoted and doting grandparents.

In today's video, I introduce you to Momo, Grandma Extraordinaire.

Watch my video with a special cameo by Momo HERE.

Mommalogues and tattoos!

Today's Mommalogue is about tattoos.

Ugh.

Yes, I have them..4 to be exact.

Watch my vlog HERE and see exactly what I think of them and what I'm hoping Audrey will do in the future. Hint: NO TATTOOS!

Do you have tattoos? Will you let your kid get one? Do we even have a choice?

Today's Mommalogue!

Hey friends..

So day's mommalogue is about working out.

Ugh.

Nobody likes to work out, right? Right??

Check out my video and find out what my top tips for getting your pre-baby body back. Now, mind you, it's been awhile since I've done any of this. This is more of a 'do as I say not as I do' kinda thing.

But when I DID do it, I was smokin' hot. Trust me.

Smokin!


Watch my #Mommalogue video on SheKnows.com HERE!!!

Yup, I'm still here...

Hey all.

Yeah, I'm still here.

Married now though, so there's that.

I have so much to share with you all. The wedding, the awesome honeymoon, coming home, getting sick, halloween, the new videos from Mommalogues and 2 reviews AND a giveaway!

I have a lot to do, I realize that. But right now, I have a sore throat.

Oh boohoo.

So, I will get on it. I promise I will.

I'll start tomorrow...after I take a nap.

That's mandoline...with an E.

Photo from SomethingBlueBook.com

Registering for your wedding is a daunting task in itself. Registering for your wedding when your groom is Rutherford, is a whole different deal...entirely.

Now, since we live in sin we already have a house full of stuff and weren't really interested in registering to begin win. But since my future mother-in-law told us we needed to, we did. Also, people want to get you gifts, there's no getting around that and as a bonus, whatever you register for that is not purchased, you get a huge discount on after your wedding date. Score!

My handsome groom and I are no strangers to registering since we do have the Boogie. I won't even go into what an experience that trip was. Just picture Rutherford with this scanner gun and interesting sense of humor and me fat and hormonal. After we went to Bass Pro Shops because he said he needed a testosterone influence.

This time was quite a bit different with the baby in tow. I will never do that again. Armed with snacks, juice, and an iPhone full of Yo Gabba Gabba we were off to Bed, Bath & Beyond.

Am I the only one who gets giddy upon walking in those doors? It's like they pipe in motivation and inspiration through the air ducts. Like Vegas only less skeezy.

Now Rutherford takes on the job of being Captain Scanner while I just point and tell him how much. This is the fun part. I want this and this and this and three of these in red.

Bliss.

We finished up by the candy and I actually had to stop him from registering for Skittles. Seriously.

"Wouldn't it be funny if someone was looking at our registry and they saw we had all kinds of candy on there?"

"Don't be funny on my registry."

By this point I was done, the baby had been done for awhile and I needed to get Rutherford out of there before he started registering for all the As Seen On TV crap.

A few days later I mentioned to him that I had gone back on our registry and added a mandoline. That's M-A-N-D-O-L-I-N-E...with an E. The E being very important and the difference between sweet folksy sound and dinner.

He looked at me like I was nuts and says, "Why in the hell would you want to register for a tiny guitar?"

I can't make this up.

This... 

Not this.

I'm not even sure what use I would have for a tiny guitar, which would explain the crazy look he gave me.

That night, over a well deserved glass of wine, Rutherford says to me, "You know, registering is like Fantasy Football. You make your picks and then sit back and hope for the best."

Yes dear.