I miss my children. I miss the smell of their soft skin, the roundness of their cheeks, and the weight of their small bodies in my arms. It's been an amazing weekend at BlogHer '08. Hard to wrap my head around all that I've taken in...still processing.
The energy at the conference was palpable. A thrum that often became cacophonous. I could tell you about all the sessions I attended and what I got out of them, but I won't. Because someone else will be blogging about that and do it much better. Someone who can be brief and centered. My center is a bit cockeyed at the moment. My mind a swirl with all of it.
The best part was meeting so many fabulous women. Some whom I've been reading for months, many not. There were women in their 20's and women in their 60's. There were mother's with babies slung across their chests. There were women with backpacks and women with sexy shoes. Effusive women and reticent women. Women of all shapes and sizes. All of us brought together by our passion for blogging. And there were a few men. Brave souls. I'm not sure that we were that welcoming to them. Probably not.
The energy at the conference was palpable. A thrum that often became cacophonous. I could tell you about all the sessions I attended and what I got out of them, but I won't. Because someone else will be blogging about that and do it much better. Someone who can be brief and centered. My center is a bit cockeyed at the moment. My mind a swirl with all of it.
The best part was meeting so many fabulous women. Some whom I've been reading for months, many not. There were women in their 20's and women in their 60's. There were mother's with babies slung across their chests. There were women with backpacks and women with sexy shoes. Effusive women and reticent women. Women of all shapes and sizes. All of us brought together by our passion for blogging. And there were a few men. Brave souls. I'm not sure that we were that welcoming to them. Probably not.
On Friday night, the fishnets made it out of the suitcase, onto my limbs, down the elevator, across the lobby, out to the sidewalk, around the block to the club, and into the club's bathroom. It was there that they were whipped off and stuffed into my purse. Apparently thigh highs were designed to come off within the first 5 minutes of putting them on. Not designed to stay up. And who wants to spend the evening yanking up one's fishnets when you can sip a JD and coke and stuff your face with delicious nibbles. Comfort is always high on my list of priorities.
I'm looking forward to taking the time to look at all the cards I've collected. And to discovering more blogs. It's been quite a weekend. And I'm glad I came...
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There's a picture of you in the fishnets floating around the blogosphere . . . I can't recall exactly where I saw it. Don Mills Diva perhaps.
ReplyDeleteYou looked divine.
It was great to finally meet you JCK!
ReplyDeletei ditto don mills diva! except delete the "finally"
ReplyDeleteWhat fun this conference must be.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a good time. By the way...I have to say SFO is one of my favorite approaches, well that and the Honolulu airport...coming down over the water and then finally whoomp wheels on solid earth. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteApparently thigh highs were designed to come off within the first 5 minutes of putting them on. Not designed to stay up.
ReplyDeleteAin't it the truth? I wish there was a decent alternative to panty hose! I tried the thigh-highs with the silicone tops once to wear to work - they didn't make it from the car to the elevator!
I remember traveling a lot when My Son was 6. You're right how first you feel excited and liberated, but then you long for him/them.
Love the pix of you in fishnets at Don Mills Diva! You look like you're having fun!
I am fairly WEEPING with envy. Only not about the sagging fishnets.
ReplyDeleteyou are beyond fantastic
ReplyDeleteApprently you and Mrs G share a fancy for disrobing in ladies room stalls! Sounds like a wunnerful time! Rah!
ReplyDeletejust count yourself lucky that you weren't a victim of Sheniqua the Pizza Flinger!
ReplyDeleteOh... I can't wait to read more. And I am totally going next year.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you enjoyed it. In the pictures floating around, you looked like you were having a blast!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure your family missed you and is excited to have you home!
Hi there! Saw you via Kellan's site. You all look like you had SO much fun! And I LOVED the fishnets. HAWT!
ReplyDeleteI haven't spotted any JCK fishnet pictures yet, but I am on the prowl.
ReplyDeleteGlad you are home. Now go love those kids.
I just have to next year--you have sold me :)
ReplyDeleteOkay, you can stop pretending you weren't in the bathroom with the hot bartender. Who totally ripped off the fishnets.
ReplyDelete(Don't you love it when I let my own rich fantasy life seep into your comments?)
So glad you had a great time!
It was great meeting you this weekend. I'm having a great time discovering new, wonderful blogs, including yours. Hi!
ReplyDeleteso glad you had fun and that i am not jealous.
ReplyDeletei am not jealous
i am not jealous
i am not....
It was wonderful to meet up with you at the Gold Dust. I recall taking a photo of you with "the group" there that you MUST share when you get a chance.
ReplyDeleteYou're not sure the men were made to feel welcome, huh? Hmmmm. When you and I met everyone said that if I went to BlogHer I'd feel like a star! Here all this time I've been thinking I've missed out on some really good attention hogging. Maybe not so much? :)
ReplyDeleteNow, I'm off to find that picture of you in your fishnets that's floating around somewhere out there...
I'm so glad you had a good time. My little fly swatter adored the attention you bestowed upon him.
ReplyDeleteYou ROCK the fishnets!
ReplyDeleteAww poor men. Imagine if it had been the other way round. Although maybe it all too often is? I don't know.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you had a good time. I've always had a massive passion for fishnets - both wearing them and oggling others in them! Bet you looked really sexy.
I am glad you came to. It was nice to meet you.
ReplyDeleteIt was great fun to meet you on Saturday evening.
ReplyDeleteAwww, too bad about the fishnets! Can't wait to find the picture. Welcome Home.
ReplyDeleteWasn't it fun? I loved it, too. You were a great roomie! Talk soon.
ReplyDeleteabsolutely! your fishnets and my heels met the same fate!
ReplyDeleteWelcome back! Guess you'll be truly busy blog hopping for the next few days, weeks or even months!
ReplyDeletesorry i missed you...another time, i hope...
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