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The blog thing is weird.  The whole point is to feel like I’m still connected, that people know what’s going on in my life, and I’m not just secluded across the ocean with no regular contact with anyone.  But can we just have a quick heart-to-heart on this?  It is just a one-way conversation, talking into a dark abyss.

Echo – echo – echo.

 

echo.

We all know there’s a stat page.  I know people read it.  I know I’m not typing to nobody.  But no matter what Blogger tells me about numbers…I still end up feeling like I’m talking to a wall.  Off the edge of a cliff.  To myself.
I’ll cut straight to the point – There’s this little thing called comments.  And I’m kindly asking you to consider it every wee while.  (Every day.  EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.)  NOT because I have some kind of ego trip and need people to tell me how my iPhone picture is going to win a Pulitzer, or how I’m so lucky to see the Eiffel Tower when I’m not chained to my laptop working 70 hours a week (till 2am tonight, actually).  It doesn’t even have to be nice, you can just say “Potato.”, and I’ll think, “Aw, it was so nice to hear from Allison.”
It’s like telling someone a story and then they just stare at you and walk away.  I start thinking, this thing must really be a SNOOZER.  I should just stop.  But then someone will email me just to tell me how some post made them laugh, and I think, awwww.  Okay.
At first when I moved here and started doing this, people would leave comments, and it really made my day.  I didn’t care who it was – best friends, people from high school I haven’t seen in 10 years, acquaintances from church that I barely even know, it’s just great to be connected in some small way.  Although I do love living here, it’s still hard to be away from home, family, friends…EVERYONE that I have ever known EVER.  It just makes me feel like it’s not so far.
It doesn’t have to be profound.  You could say “Hi.” or “I read this.” or “That dog was ugly.” or “I like cheese.” or “I’m from a country you’ve never been to, and you should come sail on my yacht in the Agean Sea.”  Anything will do.
I’m just throwing it out there.  Please don’t make me talk to myself all the time, it’s just getting sad.
Many thanks,
Management.

Comments

  1. potay-toh. potah-toh.

    am i one of the “someone from high school 10 years ago?” lol PLEASE KEEP BLOGGING!! i’ve had a busy forever and haven’t commented. but someone is always watching. cuh-ree-py! i’m here. i’m here. watch i’ll start commenting a ton. and you have to respond to the email notification you get bec if you respond by commenting on here after me- i won’t get it! i don’t think…? anyway hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeee

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  4. I read it, Julie! (although often late, as is this comment) I am constantly jealous of all those amazing pastries! It makes me laugh and miss hanging out with you! :o) Keep posting and I’ll start commenting!

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  5. Please keep blogging. I look forward to your posts! I haven’t been to France yet but your blog keeps me excited about what I will one day see.
    Thanks Julie!!

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  6. Girl, I know how you feel and yet I’m such a hypocrite, because I don’t comment! Promise to start. Your blogs make me laugh and cry (because I’m not there anymore). Love you!

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    • Sarks you were one of the other people along w/ my cousin Tifany who always sent me messages & such the first time in France, so it was like you were there! You, Tif, and Dabney. All of us living in France together, what a great time it was! Also, some of our funniest moments of genius. Sure do wish AIM were cool. We’d be laughing so much more.

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  8. I read!! And I miss you! Your blog is what breaks up my boring tax-filled days! Thought you might also like to know that the picture of the clam/mussel in your last post made me think of our lovely train ride back to the hostel in Cinque Terre 🙂

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    • Oh don’t worry, they were definitely mussels!! I’m officially afraid of clams forever now. 🙂 I can’t believe y’all stopped to get gelato!! Although it did come in handy in the train. Nightmare!!

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    • I MISS YOU TOO!!! UGH! No red chair time. Unacceptable!! Just keep in mind that there is a return trip that must happen for you and Jeremiah. OR…What if you and Ann came??? It would only be the world’s most fun trip, ever. Think about it. (seriously.) Love you friend!!

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    • Zeanne! Guess what I watched the other day when I wasn’t feeling well?? Chipmunks Great Adventure!! It’s so good, I can’t even stand it.

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  12. Don’t stop posting! I love your blog, your pictures are great and I love getting a glimpse into your life. Definitely more exciting than life here in CT:) Hope to eventually see you again on the lake in MI, until then, I will stalk you via facebook and your blog;)

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    • Tif!!! See, I didn’t even know you were still reading this!! So many of my memories of the first time I lived in France were of the comments you would make that always made me laugh, and I just felt like we were hanging out all the time. Love it! And love seeing your kids on FB -I can’t believe they’re getting so big!

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  14. Aw Jules, I read your blog and love it. I especially love your humor and the way you can write about dishes and we can almost taste the food you are eating!!! I can’t wait to come to Paris in Sept. and I want to go to taste the pastries, the fav. restaurant where the chef comes out to see you and sit by the Seine! We miss ya so much, Peggy

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    • Hey Peggy! Excited for you guys to be here, too!! It will be here before you know it. Pastries, restaurants, Seine…it’s going to be great! 🙂

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