Happy 16th Birthday to my sweet, beautiful, bright-eyed baby girl, Heather Marie. I am in constant awe of everything you achieve and the absolutely gorgeous woman you have become, inside AND out. I admire your quick wit and strong will (yes, THAT too!) and the way you meet life's challenges all in and head-on. You are brave, strong, loyal and unafraid to be loved for who you are, period (please don't ever change that!) You are also very protective of those you love (see last parenthesis!) Although you would never admit it (out loud) you have this sixth sense of... Read more →

I first wrote Santa in 2006 (way back before Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest ruled the earth) it's filled with typos and weird stuff after migrating my blog back from Wordpress, no doubt. [clears throat] Aaaaanyway, considering my oldest is 18 and the middle girl is turning 16 next week (SOB!) and the rest of the kids are now at the age where they only pretend to believe in an effort to keep their delusional parental units (mostly me) happy. It's time for an upgrade. Here are my Christmas wishes: I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any... Read more →

Seeing as my eyes can get a little schmutzy (stupid allergies) and vision boards are so 2011 (SNORT!) I love this idea of reflecting on the past year through images. Inspired by my friend, Diana -- she's wicked smaht like that :) © 2003 - 2011 This Full House Read more →

Reason #3,922,199 why I love Garth (not his real name) for his gorgeous eyes, of course! My husband and I recently reconnected with his cousin and I was excited to be invited to their holiday party (the hubs, too!) Beeeecause, they really are a great couple (and they invited us back, anyway?) my cousin-in-law Jayne LOVES to dance (me, too!) and I've heard that they do awesome holiday. Aaaaand, they did. But, this guy right here BLEW (buh-dum-bum) and single-handed-ly (mouth-ly, lip-ly, whatev) managed to put us in an awesome holiday-ish mood. UNTIL! The next day, when it was time... Read more →

Just a few afterthoughts: Yes, I really did videotape this on Wednesday, pretending like it was Friday and trust me when I tell you [looks into mirror, quickly turns away for fear of turning into stone] it's a good thing. I really do obsess about my hair way too much. Bast should really be a real word. Middle girl's appointment went well-ish. No emergency procedure necessary. Being treated for a wicked infection. Will re-evaluate next step(s) after the holidaze. I really didn't know how yesterday was going to play out. Spent the rest of the day at the mall. My... Read more →

See, we are so raising killer dust bunnies AND oh man how they shed (the nasty little buggers) no worries, we've sort of grown used to living with each other and you can't even really notice they're around, once the sun goes down. © 2003 - 2011 This Full House Freshly-brewed elsewhere: I'm donning wings, playing an AT&T phone fairy and giving away a Samsung Focus Flash, this week! Read more →

My husband, Garth (not his real name) works for a bank. Don't worry, he's still a really, really nice guy. In fact, his customers think he's gosh-darned decent enough to switch from the much BIGGER bank he used to work for. Previously known as, "the bank that shall not be named." Now, he works for a small local community bank and I often times joke about my being married to George Bailey (look it up, youngsters) oh, and how my husband is REAL GOOD with OTHER people's money. Still, I decided to invest in a new dress for their holiday... Read more →