tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post5336315656451028559..comments2023-05-18T01:20:18.276+10:00Comments on { This girl loves to talk }: Glasses help everything.This Girl loves to Talkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04810963456640254875noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-36984211127020667882012-06-12T12:00:52.630+10:002012-06-12T12:00:52.630+10:00Don't stop blogging, it brings joy to my work ...Don't stop blogging, it brings joy to my work day reading all your cool updates. Though sometimes i feel it might be like when mum rings and says "Son i haven't seen you put anything on facebook for a while" i tell her that's because nothing interesting has happened latley.Jeffynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-91975590264710833512012-06-08T14:44:23.406+10:002012-06-08T14:44:23.406+10:00I am right there with you. I feel the same exact ...I am right there with you. I feel the same exact way. I'm really struggling to find my way with blogging since moving home to Seattle. I feel like I have nothing to share - no exotic location, no well styled life, no arty photos of me doing things, nothing . . . why does my blog exist? I still enjoy it, most of the time. But I think as blogs get more and styled and sleek there is less audience for us "regular folk." I'm still read you! I just don't leave comments very often. I'll try and be better.katyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08024345906273810543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-61829591406724410662012-06-07T19:38:41.419+10:002012-06-07T19:38:41.419+10:00:):)Stacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01508865608194223448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-69548896615204794762012-06-07T14:19:07.206+10:002012-06-07T14:19:07.206+10:00Well I love this post because it totally shows me ...Well I love this post because it totally shows me that even though you are in Australia {hello, that is exotic to me!} your mothering days are a lot like mine.<br /><br />And I am so glad those are play glasses. They just aren't <i>you</i>.Montserrathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13056974831892116493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-46039064281620758322012-06-07T14:17:42.451+10:002012-06-07T14:17:42.451+10:00Hi Bobbie,
Don't stop writing!!!!!! I love re...Hi Bobbie, <br />Don't stop writing!!!!!! I love reading your blogs!...they're about the only one I do read... It makes me feel normal as a stay at home mum and I connect with so much of what you say...Love it...<br />X Emma (Allen)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-54801397215999961992012-06-07T13:45:33.730+10:002012-06-07T13:45:33.730+10:00It's funny that you say you don't live any...It's funny that you say you don't live anywhere exotic because we moved here because it was as exotic and as far as we could manage. Oh and I love the glasses.Miguelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10631660543772209207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3471708841296862671.post-84589695483936340672012-06-07T13:42:38.199+10:002012-06-07T13:42:38.199+10:00Don't stop, I'd miss you!Don't stop, I'd miss you!chibbylickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12662968436650912221noreply@blogger.com