But most of me is REALLY REALLY REALLY happy. I am looking forward to meeting some of the most amazing ladies I have had the privilege to stalk from afar for the last 3 years. Smart, funny, warm ladies who reach out and touch my heart from worlds away on a daily basis.
I can’t wait.
But I really didn’t think I was going to go. We have tickets for day 2 the Mile High Music Festival which is the same weekend, and seeing as we had to mortgage the house to get them, I just didn’t see how I was going to fit in both events. And then I started feeling the “netcitement.” And the emails started flowing in: “Are you going???” And then my husband told me I wasn’t allowed in the house from Thursday on because I would be such a depressed blob anyway, so why not fly off to San Francisco and catch a flight back early Sunday to make the concert just in time? WHY NOT INDEED.
I am thrilled. Really, really thrilled.
But I have to confess something.
In the past, I sat back and watched Teh BlogHer with an odd mixture of emotions. It’s hard not to watch such a group gathering and not feel a little, well, intimidated. So, at first, I didn’t go because I didn’t feel worthy. And then I didn’t go because I wasn’t sure I could handle all that estrogen in one place. It has felt a bit like I had my nose to the glass of some big, wonderful, amazing shoe store that everyone loves to shop at, but then I remembered I shop at Payless. (Um, I really do shop at Payless).
Then, in March, I attended SXSW Interactive for work and got a taste of what conferences that mix learning and social stuff can be like. And I realized that everyone posting and tweeting and gabbing about what’s going on are doing it partially out of necessity – I mean, did we really go all this way to NOT meet up with people? – and partially because that’s just what bloggers DO. And it’s not really meant as a “Nha Nha, check out where *I* get to go, and who *I* get to see, and YOU DON’T.” (OK, some people people do act that way, but let’s just ignore that for the sake of this post, hmmm k’s?)
So, I have come to peace with it. I bought tickets. I am flying back to Denver early Sunday to take my son to see John Mayer for his first big concert, all the while nursing a massive hangover.
And, while I am in San Francisco, I am hoping that the verbal diarrhea that comes out of my new iPhone (yes, I have decided to bite the bullet on that one, too) shows the fun and camaraderie that goes on between women who have had way just too much to drink and just too little sleep.
And if it doesn’t, I will apologize in advance, ’cause I have been on that side of of the glass shoe shop too.
So. Who is coming to BlogHer this year? Who isn’t? Why or why not?