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Latest Bathroom Reading - Rare Bird of Fashion: The Irreverent Iris Apfel and How She Inspires Me
Posted by Lisa Johnson on
I read constantly, and am one of those people that can’t even eat alone without a book in front of me. I have books on my night table, in the dining room, on the front seat of the car for when I wait at traffic lights, and even in the bathroom, so I can get at least four minutes per day while using my toothbrush timer. The last “bathroom” book I read was Part Swan, Part Goose, a memoir by actress Swoosie Kurtz, which was an easy and quick read. For a little while, I got a copy of the Mike and...
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My Top Five Favorite T-shirts and Why: From A Sixteen Year-Old Boy
Posted by Lisa Johnson on
I have to say the following is a guest blog from my son, who has amassed a huge amount of t-shirts. He has never been into "brands," and instead, like me, chooses what to wear based on how fashion reflects who he is as an individual, and whether the item has a story behind it. Here, he talks about which of his t-shirts he enjoys wearing the most, and why: I love t-shirts. My obsession started when I was 7 years old, as a relatively normal child who saw the most majestic t-shirt: “This is what cool looks like!” it said, which...
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Laughter Travels: Flashback to the Past - Back in the days of Breastfeeding
Posted by Lisa Johnson on
My son, Izzy, was not quite ready to succumb to the nap sandman this morning, so I did what any intelligent breastfeeding mom would do: I shoved a boob in his mouth. Grabbing the nearest magazine soaked with baby drool, I found an article I’d meant to finish two months ago. We had 20 minutes before I had to leave the house. If Izzy fell asleep, I could tuck him into the car seat and avoid a wrestling match. No such luck. You know that bridge between sleeping and waking, when babies seem totally peaceful and relaxed-until it’s time to...