<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post3243300030108588220..comments</id><updated>2009-07-29T23:07:40.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Evolving Mommy: When Good Days Go Bleh</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/feeds/3243300030108588220/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html'/><author><name>Evolving Mommy Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02396529445805781031</uri><email>evolvingmommy@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-6390127312602717677</id><published>2009-07-29T23:07:40.112-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:07:40.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Catherine.  We all can relate to this....when ...</title><content type='html'>Yes Catherine.  We all can relate to this....when all of the little things in our day start going the wrong direction and it all adds up to one big BLEH day.  But as my kids have said to me....&amp;quot;We can start over in the morning...&amp;quot; Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;#39;ve been so overwhelmed digesting my BlogHer experience that I have not had time to respond to your comment from Monday but as you know, I totally get what you said.  It&amp;#39;s me too.  But hold on to that simple phrase... &amp;quot;trust that you have a story to tell&amp;quot;... because you do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love visiting your honest space...just be true to who you are...the rest will follow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/6390127312602717677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/6390127312602717677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1248930460112#c6390127312602717677' title=''/><author><name>Lee of MWOB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04971330113441169156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02336374369101686766'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-7485437976245059047</id><published>2009-07-13T16:00:31.665-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:00:31.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah we all have days like that. My husband really...</title><content type='html'>Yeah we all have days like that. My husband really helps by saying &amp;quot;Are you going to start your period&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;LOL At least you don&amp;#39;t get that at the end of every craptastic day.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/7485437976245059047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/7485437976245059047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247522431665#c7485437976245059047' title=''/><author><name>Native American Momma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135854795251843516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15417703140476921396'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-4895321405575271646</id><published>2009-07-11T12:30:31.377-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:30:31.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep we have those super WRONG days at our house, h...</title><content type='html'>Yep we have those super WRONG days at our house, had one on Thursday when Little One decided to be super naughty in the store.  I decided on that day I would never take him to the store again &amp;quot;LOL&amp;quot;.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/4895321405575271646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/4895321405575271646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247337031377#c4895321405575271646' title=''/><author><name>everyday mom of one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10640399066792389407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04500432809546403098'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-2799733060086589567</id><published>2009-07-09T19:56:26.835-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:56:26.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sometimes I suck at things that I usually kick bu...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;Sometimes I suck at things that I usually kick butt at. Why is that?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I don&amp;#39;t know! Just an off day, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the SAME way so often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&amp;#39;s to a better tomorrow!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/2799733060086589567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/2799733060086589567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247190986835#c2799733060086589567' title=''/><author><name>Heather of the EO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607422301391841377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09946435743234835391'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-1225800723346692979</id><published>2009-07-09T19:50:08.458-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:50:08.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We were bummed about the fountains too.  Then coul...</title><content type='html'>We were bummed about the fountains too.  Then couldn&amp;#39;t get cookie to take a nap, and when she finally passed out she slept until 4...meaning no bed until 9:30.  Poor Catherine, and then you want to tell your hubby about all of the disappointing yucky things in your day, and his was worse, so he gets the sympathy not you:(  Hope today was better.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/1225800723346692979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/1225800723346692979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247190608458#c1225800723346692979' title=''/><author><name>Spiceymom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13444338610971468016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14248564656623410363'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-5652670413190993941</id><published>2009-07-09T12:08:42.449-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:08:42.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear you!  Sorry it was a stinky day!  your husb...</title><content type='html'>I hear you!  Sorry it was a stinky day!  your husband could have headed over to our house!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/5652670413190993941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/5652670413190993941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247162922449#c5652670413190993941' title=''/><author><name>GranolaMom4God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06844572794915156184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08346556078192920891'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-2016696977597219915</id><published>2009-07-09T08:02:10.954-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:02:10.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have had many of these! Hang in there!</title><content type='html'>Have had many of these! Hang in there!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/2016696977597219915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/2016696977597219915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247148130954#c2016696977597219915' title=''/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05779674385680471352</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05024255185754405939'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-1387254665836029942</id><published>2009-07-09T07:35:33.279-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:35:33.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like this is going to be my day already. I ...</title><content type='html'>I feel like this is going to be my day already. I know its going to be a long one. Yesterday was great and easy. but its a long work day for the hubs. easy woke up extra early, i&amp;#39;m tired, headache, and want to do nothing.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/1387254665836029942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/3243300030108588220/comments/default/1387254665836029942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html?showComment=1247146533279#c1387254665836029942' title=''/><author><name>MOMMY-MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869935406227884374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13345714572090287704'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.evolvingmommy.com/2009/07/when-good-days-go-bleh.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669938251277264320.post-3243300030108588220' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2669938251277264320/posts/default/3243300030108588220' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>