I've been so wrapped up in house stuff, I've completely neglected BlogHer, which I leave for, tomorrow! Tomorrow! If I would have known what would happen since I decided to go, I probably wouldn't be going, but I am.
So, my obligatory, getting to know me, pre-BlogHer post.
1. I hate, hate, hate to fly. Just thinking about it makes me nauseous. I'm convinced I'm going to die in a plane crash. Luckily I'm flying with Amy and baby Ezra, and they are not going to die, so I'm good.
2. I am a big, huge, colossal, dork. So please say hi to me. I can't imagine ANYONE would be intimated by me. But it if you are, don't be. HUGE DORK.
3. I purposely didn't get a roommate and now I am totally regretting that decision. What if everyone forgets about me and no one tells me what parties they are going to and I'm sititng in my hotel room alone? (See dorkiness, above.)
4. I hate pictures and protest being in them. I also forget my camera all the time and forget to take pictures. I have no idea how I am a blogger.
6. My answer to "what do you want to drink?" will always be red wine if it is GOOD RED WINE. Otherwise, an extra spicy bloody mary. After that, water. I gave up diet coke and it was the hardest thing I ever did.
7. Do not ask me about moving unless you never want me to stop talking. Oh, I talk WAY TOO MUCH. Especially when I'm nervous. Or drunk. Which will be the whole weekend. (Hi mom.)
8. If you tell me your name and I say, "what's your twitter name or your blog name" that does not mean I don't know who you are. I know no one's real name. But I guarantee if I read you, or if you comment here, or if I follow you on twitter, I know your internet name.
9. I will forget your real name 5 seconds later.
10. There will be two places I will definitely be. The party of the century:
And the mamapop panel, with Catherine and Amy and Tracey — along with the MamaPop writers: "Women Writing In The Age Of Britney: Pop Culture & Gossip & Feministy Stuff, Oh My." It's going to be awesome.
11. Let's all just be nice. Please. As my friend Amy likes to say, we are all just dorks with blogs. (See above.)