Okay, even though I have barely mentioned it (maybe I was bitter for keeping the Macy's secret for so damn long), yes I am looking forward to Blogher. In ONE WEEK.
I realize that saying 'looking forward to' doesn't actually sound like I am getting my freak flags ready to fly, or even packed. But there's been so much going on in this other thing I call my life; you know, like holding back a fucking ocean of emotion...my excitement caught the back burner and my calendar kicked me in the ass today.
So yeah. Woohoo for Blogher.
I am also 'looking forward to' meeting so many of my favorite urls, irl.
If you are running in the mommy blogger circuit, then I will probably see you (I'll be the passive agressive bossy shy one coaxing the mic from your hand). If you are running in the sex and crazy blogger circuit, then say hi to Jenny for me.
OH WAIT! I get to do that myself. Hopefully she won't be hiding in the bathroom.
Not that I wouldn't go opening stalls to track her down.
A while back, after being stood up by my one true love, Jenijen, who claims that she works for Blogher and would be far too busy to slum with me, I proposed a blind hotel date to dear Tricia. I figured, as a mother of eight children, there wasn't a whole lot I could do as a roommate to piss her off. On the other hand, she could have just told me to take a hike freak, ya think I'm giving up the privacy of three nights in a hotel without my family??? Luckily, my charming ways convinced her to share my childless room (I am cheap and don't like to be alone at events which could possibly trigger that excluded high school anxiety-ridden shame feeling)! My charming ways being that I warned her I would be the prime suspect if all of the complimentary bath products disappeared(my hair; it is long), I most certainly poop every day, I would surely drink too much (did I mention the no kids?), and I would probably repeat myself as I surely would drink too much.
Good times ahead.