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Summer Vacation - Mission Organization and Living In Absolute Discombobulation - Day 7

Can you believe it's only been a week - AND WE ARE ALL OUT OF CEREAL! And since they've been home and managed to eat all of the eggs, bacon, English muffins, the last of the six loaves of Wonder Bread and cleaned out the entire fruit and vegetable bin - who knew four kids could eat so much? - guess I'll have to go grocery shopping, soon. It may (or may not) surprise you to learn that I am NOT the most organized mom in the world! Oh, I used to be - just, don't ask my husband, 'kay - trust me. I dunno what happened!?!  I guess it all got a little messy - real fast - and just became sorta, easier for the kids and me to find clean clothes in piles (after teaching them the "smell test," of course!) rather than folded and...GULP!...neatly hanged or... Read more →

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Summer Vacation - Rainy Days And How It Almost Feels Like Monday - Day 4

Ever since the kids were little - starting when my two oldest were in preschool and way before Little Man and Mini-Me were born - we would celebrate the end of the week with, "Friday Pizza and Movie Night!" And - although I work from home, we order our movies from the mail and the pizza orders have changed a bit -  we still look forward to staying in and getting all cozy. For the kids - it meant a weekend reprieve from the demands of the classroom. For me - having to get four kids to four different schools...and back...every morning and every afternoon - it meant pretty much the same thing. Especially if it happened to be a weekend when my husband was scheduled to have the day off - then, yippee...break out the wine and cheese...because we sure as heck-fire'll, be sleeping in! Then, inevidably, it... Read more →

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Talk Dirty To Me, Summer Vacation Day 1: Two posts for the price of one!

My husband and I have been together for a long time (sixteen years in August) and have become very comfortable with each other, to the point where we find ourselves finishing each others sentences. Okay - go ahead and puke, now - I'll wait. Don't get me wrong - it's not all sunshine and rainbows - we have our moments. But, luckily, those are far and few in between...his job...the kids...my job...the kids...yardwork...the kids...housework...the kids...well, you get what I'm saying. There's very little chance for us to give each other a dirty look, let alone get down and dirty. So, we do the next best thing - text messaging.  Me: (w/pic) You can come home, now. Him: What's in it for me... Me: (w/pic) Me... Him: Which you? Me: (w/pic - censored) BOTH! Him: On my way! Me: Starting dinner... No - not the dirtiest of conversations, is it?... Read more →

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After enlightenment, the laundry…and who knows what tales our dirty clothes will tell!?!

To most people, "airing out the dirty laundry" would mean that someone is talking about their private matters (or secrets), in public and is typically reserved information....for a reason. Not in this house and - in light of the fact that it is Monday, which happens to be the busiest of laundry days - quite frankly, that's why I started blogging in the first place. Because there simply isn't a day where you won't find at least one hamper (or clothes basket) overflowing with...blogging fodder! Today, I'm sorting out a week filled with blood, sweat, tears and a whole lot of grass stains: Little Man played his last little league game of the season on Saturday and -- as I was shouting out the stains in his uniform -- I couldn't help but reflect (and have to admit) how it was a pleasant experience...for the both of us. He'd never... Read more →

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If I were any more late, I’d be pregnant!

No - I've been very good at keeping appointments and haven't missed my period (knocking on wood) lately - I'm not talking about that sort of late. I mean, having to adjust the clocks ten minutes ahead and becoming the type of mom who has grown accustomed to planning everything....at the last possible second. I call it, "Hail Mary Parenting," incorporating a game plan that includes very little planning, as possible. Oh, I never used to be like this - heck, I even had our greeting card and grocery list computerized (B.I. - before internet) - I kept a daily to do list for nearly every aspect of family life. Parties? [snort] Man, I could "theme" the hell outta any occassion with a "master plan" in mind worthy of a global invasion - think of Martha Stewart meets Atilla the Hun...on acid - that included everything from cleaning the house,... Read more →

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No fair? There’s two men living in a house with 4 women - we’re lucky we have a gas station around the corner!

Who knew? My husband and I didn't realize how watching The Cosby Show was like actually being afforded the opportunity to peek into our very own future...but, we went all ahead full (or, is it full speed ahead?) and had children, anyway. Because Cliff and Clair Huxtable (i.e. mom and dad) made it look so easy? Nah. Actually, I remember thinking to myself - especially during the episodes focused on dealing with Theo (their son) and his best friend, Cockroack - "Holy crap, but boys are such knuckleheads!" And it's true. As I soon learned for myself - boys are knuckleheads! - but, raising girls is like entering a mental institution and not knowing whether or not you're a patient, or just visiting. And they still haven't hit teenage, yet? One pre-menopausal, one pre-menstrual, one pre-hormonal, one preschooler and two bubbling over with testosterone - put 'em all together and... Read more →

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Wallowing away the wet day in piles of dirty laundry…now with pictures, too!

Laundry - I know...it's a dirty word round most parts - but, it's a gray, wet and very dreary day here in Jersey...and I'm feeling a bit...you know...blue. So, rather than wallow in the piles...that surround this house of soggy, wet...I'm going on a blog search. First stop, my bloggy friend CMHL - who has fulfilled her assignment over at The Blue Sloth, very nicely - and to whom I send a virtual hug (because I, as you say, "have been f*cked up by a friend," too!) and will even consider sharing with you, this lovely cup of hot vanilla chai tea I'm drinking, right now. Which got me thinking, "I'd better finish my laundry!" But, I visited with Owlhaven (afterall, she is a mother of 8 children!) to see how...you know...she takes care of her dirty laundry. And found yet another reason to love her: Early on in my... Read more →

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