What Would a Full House Reunion Look Like?

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“Full House (Original pilot)” by From the bonus feature of Full House: The Complete First Season DVDs. Licensed under Fair use via Wikipedia.

According to the Huffington Post, there might be a Full House reboot!

Uncle Jesse, aka John Stamos, executive producer Bob Boyett and creator Jeff Franklin are all involved in bringing a new version of “Full House” to life with Warner Bros. TV.

I was 7 when the series ended, but continued watching the reruns. I also got heavily addicted to Mary-Kate and Ashley movies. My sister Lauren, our cousins Alicia and Erika, and I had countless sleepovers stretched out in front of our great-grandmother’s TV, a stack of VHS ready to go.

Even though Full House could be cheesy at times, I adored it. I loved watching the girls grow up, and when Uncle Jesse got married to Becky and they had the twins, I just about died. I could not get enough of that show.

My guess is, if they do actually reboot it, they’ll go the Girl Meets World route: all of the kids are grown up and are raising their own children. Michelle, Stephanie, and DJ have all moved in together to help raise their own girls, with the occasional advice from their dad and uncles.

I’m pretty stoked to see the Tanner family back on TV. Those of us who watched it in the ’90s are now raising our own kids, and it would be pretty cool to share it with the next generation. Even if they don’t end up bringing it back, I know I’ll be watching the reruns with my (future) little ones.

What do you think a Full House reboot would be like? Leave your ideas in the comments!

Raising Dad: Chapter 3

Raising Dad: Chapter 3

Both of Natalie’s eyes actually twitched. She crossed her arms in an effort to keep from exploding. “Where, then, do you think we’re going?” she asked. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea that her father had his own room. If she tried to strangle him, there would be no one to stop her.

Dylan smiled, his eyes nearly closed. “Laurel Lock,” he sighed.

Natalie snorted. She balled her hands into fists, her fingernails biting into the palms of her hand. “The campground,” she said. “Really? Why would you go all the way to the campground instead of home?”

A snore escaped from her father’s lips.

Slamming her hands down at her sides, she stalked toward his bed. “Dad,” she said sharply.

He jerked awake, glancing around the room. His cheeks turned pink. “Did I just fall asleep?”

Rolling her eyes, she leaned over him. “Why are we going to the campground?” Her chest heaved. She shouldn’t have left New York. Taking care of her father had seemed like something noble to do, like paying a bill. Instead, she felt on the verge of a breakdown. Tears filled her eyes. She scrunched her face up, willing them away.

“Natalie,” he said, as if she were a five-year-old who wouldn’t listen. “My cardiologist said I need to keep my stress levels down.” He shifted, burrowing deeper into the bed. “Where is it more peaceful than the lake?” Continue reading

I am Not Pro White

I am pro human.

It’s crazy to me that, in 2014, we are still talking about race. No one should be made to feel inferior because of the color of their skin.

Whether you believe there is such a thing as “white privilege” or not, though, there are entire communities that feel as if they have been forgotten, as if they are being beaten down because of their skin color.

Failing to acknowledge that is disgraceful. As a society, we need to change the conversations that we are having. Instead of making it about race, we need to make it about improving our circumstances.

In my city, the majority of people are lower class. I grew up in a family that always “made do.” I have friends who fled New York City and came here in search of a better life—and found that better life in one of Waterbury’s nicer neighborhoods. My neighborhood is a hot spot for drug and alcohol addiction, and the house I grew up in is surrounded by crumbling buildings, sidewalks, and streets. The unemployment rate in Waterbury, Connecticut is 10.7%. The unemployment rate in St. Louis, Missouri is 8.2%.

I can’t pretend to know what it’s like to live in Ferguson or St. Louis. I only know the circumstances in my own city. I know how it feels to live in a place that feels forgotten. For decades, we had mayors who made us promises… then turned around and stole from us. This city was once bursting with opportunities, but we lost our main economy, and businesses fled, taking the money and any interest in Waterbury with them. Only recently have we voted a mayor into office who actually keeps his promises and has been working to improve our city.

I don’t know what the answer is. I do know that our country is very, very broken when a city of people feels like they are being oppressed and ignored by the rest of the country. We have a responsibility to acknowledge that and open up some dialogue, rather than simply saying “no, that can’t be.” We need to come together, arm ourselves with information and education, and talk to each other.