Check out the new PBN review over at Mummy's Product Reviews. Body, Soul, and Baby is now up! More to come this week including Custom Clothing! … [Read more...]

I know why people have nannies. It's so they can complete a thought or task without interruption. NOT just for manicures and long lunches. I'll take a lunch where I'm not bending down to pick up cups and spoons off the floor every 2.5 seconds. H is still plugging away at the bathroom renovations. There has been some yelling and the toilet is the culprit. It's now taped shut and the door to the bathroom is closed tight. We are not to discuss the toilet or the bathroom right now. While he diligently and tirelessly worked on that project I just tried to stay afloat, finish a bear of a project that has me feeling slightly insane, and running interference between the dog/kid war of '07. It's on! … [Read more...]

I don't normally talk about my marriage/relationship with H on the blog. It's the one thing I try to keep to myself. Yet, somehow I will be talking about it on the radio tonight? Hmm... Things have changed A LOT since we had T.D. We're more serious and less spontaneous. Gone are the days of watching Real World marathons while noshing on Doritos for sustenance. That's not unusual for new parents. We've calmed ourselves with the thoughts that we didn't just have a child that first year but career changes for both of us and a new business. Are we crazy? Yes, sometimes I think we are. Then again, that is one of the main reasons I love H. He's just as bat-shit weird as me sometimes, just without the PBS Obsession. Honestly though there were some incredibly hard times. Babies quite literally … [Read more...]

When I was a kid I would literally zone out to Bob Ross. I would yell to my Mom in the other room, "Mom, please stop me, I'm watching Bob Ross and I can't change the channel! Help Mom! Help!" Really. I would be physically unable to change the channel. For all you Bob Ross lovers out there-Enjoy the video. … [Read more...]

I love this! Great gift for that person who either has everything or just likes something a bit "different". Or if you just want to freak people out. I'm considering it for throwing on the sidewalk and freaking out some nosy neighbors. It's vehl-veht too... aaaah...Check it out on Etsy here. … [Read more...]

My house last night. H and I settle in for a little TV time. The channel changing stops on the Mtv Movie Awards. Remember those? Remember when they used to be funny? When the whole point was for funny clips to be shown and ridiculous moments to occur? Not just cheap shots of people making out for even cheaper laughs. Incredibly done and unoriginal. As H and I stared at the screen, our eyes glazing with boredom, he said-"It's official. Mark the calendar. June 3, 2007. I'm officially old. I don't find this funny. How did this happen? When did this happen? I just think this is stupid. I only just turned 30!"Scrambling I sputtered out-"It's not us! It's that this is so incredibly lowbrow. It's beyond unfunny."It's also sadly catering to a much younger audience who I can't believe finds this … [Read more...]

PSB, Parent Secret Behavior, not to be confused or limited to SSB (Secret Single Behavior) happens daily. It's everywhere you turn. The Mom who reads trashy novels in the closet or crawl space. The Dad who smokes behind the shed at night. We're all guilty of PSB. My PSB? Ahem...I don't have a PSB. Really. OK, fine. It's Back Eating. Back Eating, a syndrome with symptoms of furtive eating with your back to the kids and sometimes spouse, usually in a corner or facing the kitchen counters. The child cannot see you eating. They think Mommy is just chopping vegetables or glancing at a cookbook. They will not glom on to you or expect you to share this food as they cannot even see you eating it. Back Eating. I love it. I probably do it everyday. Cookies? I'm Back Eating them. That extra slice of … [Read more...]

I stepped in pee this morning. Warm pee on carpet. On the soul of my foot. Just sunk right in. Is anything more disgusting? Probably, but it just really got me going. Did T.D. take a leak on the floor. Nope. The damn dog. The dog who walks in front really slowly when I'm carrying heavy loads of laundry or climbing the stairs with a twisting T.D. or bags of stuff. The dog who refuses to eat her food lately making herself puke from starvation (no, there isn't anything wrong with her) which I then get to clean up. That damn dog. I love her most days. Just not today.As I sit here thinking of deadlines I have, packing that needs to be done, my impending birthday, and loads of other stuff all I want to do is sit on my deck in the sun and read a book. I have tons of them to get … [Read more...]

After a lot of shuffling, giggling, and generally odd noises from behind a closed door T.D. and H emerged with this and posted it at our front door. There's no hiding it's my birthday this week from the neighbors. Note the marker on T.D.'s knees. … [Read more...]

Not really wacky thankfully as it's only 7 a.m. Just Hump Day. I've always hated that term. It always made me think of some dog (particularly a Basset Hound don't ask) humping an old pillow rather than the middle of the week. When people say- YEAH! It's Hump Day! or Happy Hump Day! I always see that nasty old hound going at it with the faded blue pillow and think - eeww! Let's not!Anyway, we made it. On Monday I didn't think we would. It's Wednesday. I have articles to write, and projects to work on and oh yeah, raise my kid. I also have an ass to workout as it's almost bathing suit season. I just bought a new one which I hope to debut at the hood's kiddie splash park in a few weeks sans pasty thighs. I should formulate some sort of bathing suit ready workout plan or manifesto, but I … [Read more...]