Fascinated a little by this.
She's okay -- just a little cold.
Awesome dueling My Little Pony unicorns at Sparklecorn 2011.
It was a fun party.
I've noticed in the past few years that my BlogHer conferences tend to have me scheduled within an inch of my life. I confess I did this to myself even before I became a BlogHer employee*, but last year -- my first conference actually working for BlogHer -- oh, Lord, it was even worse. (And I mean BETTER when I say worse, but the scheduling was worse.)
Was this last year? Or two years ago? I don't even know.
Yesterday I laughed until I cried when I realized I tried to schedule taping a two-minute video interview on top of my appointment to give a pint of blood. Can you imagine? Actually, I can imagine, and someone will do it and put it on YouTube by noon on Saturday.
SUSPECT HIM.
So this year, I decided to pour some ethanol on the flames of already the craziest weekend of 2011. I'm bringing not only Beloved but also the little angel. We're taking our family vacation in California starting Sunday, so what the hell? Why not have them show up right in the middle of 3,000 bloggers? Yo, ho ho!
'Cuz I always miss these.
Though the little angel begged to go to Sparklecorn wearing the high-heeled wedge sandals the neighbor gave her that I refuse to let her out of the house wearing, though she whined and complained that she wanted to eat CheeseburgHers at midnight, though she insisted she absolutely needed to inhale her way through the free samples of the expo, I did not buy her a ticket. She and her father will be mailing home my swag visiting the seals and the tide pools and frolicking about San Diego while I work hard meet everyone update the website speak on a panel about owning your beauty go to parties see old friends -- but the one thing I won't be doing this year is missing my family. We'll see how that works. Because every year, that's the only bad thing about BlogHer -- by the third day I'm literally aching for my other two people.
So if you are at BlogHer and you see this wee one wandering about the lobby, give her a shock and tell her you know her mommy.
Stay classy, San Diego.
* I have never regretted running myself ragged at BlogHer. It got me a job, a book, and numerous other writing gigs and contacts. It's totally worth it to treat this conference as the business opportunity of your life.