I had the most magnificent weekend. I know it seems redundant to write about Bloggers-Who-Meet-Face-to-Face for the first time… you know, the slow-motion run along a busy city street while Chariots of Fire (or even more scary, Bolero) wafts though the clean, fresh air as two (or 11) bloggers henceforth total strangers but for [...]

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Dear Kohler,
I am the grandmother of 7 grandsons.
Count ‘em. 7. Andrew is 5. Jake is 4. William is 3. Alexander is 2. Benjamin is 1. Henry is 12 weeks. And Dylan is 6 weeks.
That’s a lotta… how can I say this delicately… pee.
Yesterday is a wonderful example [...]

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My husband, Barry. This is the hottest man I know. Red-hot kind of hot. Hot before hot was in.
Mr. January? Easy. Cruising down a ski slop in his skivvies. He’s snow-melting hot.
Or Mr. June? Why wear anything?
Let’s roll around to Mr. October. Can you say “big pumpkins”?
OK. [...]

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