tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-525985579775978639.post6684071404901899942..comments2023-05-23T04:56:21.024-04:00Comments on The Retarded Mother: TV Time OutThe Retarded Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09157223871852109919noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-525985579775978639.post-40433590673492971852010-05-05T12:35:17.300-04:002010-05-05T12:35:17.300-04:00Marianne,
We will miss you!
But I am soooo glad ...Marianne,<br /><br />We will miss you!<br /><br />But I am soooo glad that you are giving yourself permission not to write everyday.<br /><br />Write when you can...when you want to...when you have something to say.<br /><br />And don't when you can't and don't want to.<br /><br />Your words are always precious and profound.<br /><br />Love, KimKimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10202745403355887348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-525985579775978639.post-7261027956757688902010-05-04T12:30:10.755-04:002010-05-04T12:30:10.755-04:00Came over from Mrs. Arnold's blog.
As I look...Came over from Mrs. Arnold's blog. <br /><br />As I looked through your blog I smiled...I lived on Bloomfield for years and saw your sweet son ride his bike with the orange flag all over - up and down Bloomfield, up and down MIlledge. This was back in 1998-2000, married two years with a new baby. Brought back some memories of happy times. <br /><br />It was good to catch up on him. He always looked happy riding his bicycle.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16870779195368025947noreply@blogger.com