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A Blog Post NOT About Graduations, Celebrating a Birthday, Anniversary or My Kids

Because everyone loves a good pirate story, right?!? I know, I know, though it is sort of a BIG DEAL when your oldest kid graduates high school (d'oh, sorry, won't happen again)! I sort of try to put myself into your shoes (as difficult as it may be, seeing as your feet are so gosh-darned adorable and all) whenever writing one of these here blog posts. Aaaaaand, all bad grammar, misspellings, incorrect use of puncuations and run-on sentences aside (because, you know, I have GOT to get this stuff out of my head, like, real fast and sometimes the fingers... Read more →

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Nearly Wordless Wednesday: WAY TO GO, HOLLY!!!!

Click to enlarge (go ahead, she won't mind...too much) That awkward moment when, typically NOT one for being the center of attention, your family HOLLERS YOUR NAME and you kinda...sorta...think it's a little cool...maybe. Don't worry, we promise to be a little less excited for you once college is over and done with...probably not...YO!!!! © 2003 - 2012 This Full House Read more →

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Happily Ever After, Everything!

She's quoting her favorite Dr. Seuss: do you like my hat? Although it seemed like a good idea at the time, the trouble with having so many kids born 2-3 years apart, I never really did sit down and do the math to figure out that perhaps one day we would be celebrating...a couple of major milestones...THAT SAME FREAKING DAY! Watch out middle school, here she comes! So, I thought to myself...SELF!...why not throw one GIANT graduation party the following weekend or something and just be done with it? Self: Okay, ummm, but what about Hope's birthday? Me: Ummm, what... Read more →

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Barbie the Verklempt Killer

Having been married for nearly 22 years (wait, that makes me sound way too old) or the entire life span of an average college graduate (ugh, never mind) I feel it safe to say that one of the reasons our relationship works is that my husband Garth (not his real name) and I are total opposites. One of us is emotional and the other more of an intellectual. Guess which one? Go ahead, I'll wait. If you guessed me as the emotional one, CONGRATULATIONS!!! [hugs] You are ABSOLUTELY right in thinking I am less apt to intellectualize feelings and most... Read more →

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Sometimes Bonding With the Dentist, Alongside Your Sister, Can Be a Happy Experience

March 2010 (a.k.a. the year they stopped smiling) Not that I have anything against dentists...personally. I feel it takes a special sort of something to actually choose a profession that involves looking into and/or tooling around in other people's mouths...on purpose. In fact, I have personally supported many dental professionals, my ownself -- I've had several root canals, as well as gum graphing and reconstructive surgery in my mid-twenties, due to a long lost and previously unforeseen baby tooth exploding in my sinus cavity (you're welcome!) -- I've helped hone their dentistry skills AND achieve their long-term financial goals. In... Read more →

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So Emotional, I Blame Glee (and @BurghBaby!)

Just another Gleek rocking out to Whitney! Yes, yes, I know. Then again, I am a total dork from waaaaaay back. Who knew being dorky/geeky/nerdy/whatever-y would be so cool and would you believe that I have NEVER blogged about Glee? Truth be told, I sometimes forget it's on. Me: Why aren't you in the shower? 10 year-old: Glee is on! Or our resident Gleek forgets to...you know...tell me...for fear of being subjected to my singing along and no, I do NOT blame her. Last night's episode, however, was a tribute to Whitney Houston and, well, the two of us? We... Read more →

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This was only a test; if this had been a real emergency, I'd be wearing matching underwear!

My oldest daughter started her FIRST part-time job last week (THANKYOUBABYJESUS!) so, I've been driving her to and from work, after school. Her job is about 20-30 minutes further south, depending on traffic (which is how we measure driving distance here in Jersey) and, considering we live along the busiest highways leading to the Jersey Shore, it is a bit of a hairy commute. Which is pretty much the reason why I drive my oldest daughter to/home from work. Yes, she has her driver's license (SOB!) however, we only have the one car to share between us and, well, you... Read more →

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