I'm a-comin', and I'm bringin' my man. Eeep.
Hello!! Anyone else bringing a BlogHim to the conference? My husband is threatening to raise his hand and ask questions during the forums, like, "Y'all got any a' them little weiners t'eat up in here?"
He won't. He really won't. I'm a blogging newbie, but I did do well in the BOB awards, which was neat, and hubby is a NEWbie, with, I think, 4 posts under his belt! (One of them is nothing but him posing in his Sweetney.com t-shirt, but he's counting it anyway.)
I cannot WAIT to meet some of my favorite BlogHers. If any of you run into me, I'll be standing there like a slack-jawed yokel, next to a handsome man who will be watching for an opening to embarrass me. Or if he can embarrass jenandtonic, he will happily settle for that.
Please drop by and visit us at Link Text, and I will be around trying to get to know as many of you as possible between now and July. I am SO excited!
Belinda
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My kinda funny
Belinda,
You are my kinda funny. My kinda crazy, too. Want to obsess over one another through our websites and then scream like little girls when we meet at the conference? Think on it.
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Kelly! OMG,
Kelly! OMG, OMG...squeeeEEEEEEEaaaaal! You're ON, Babe!
So jealous
I am so jealous ;)
Busy Mom Blog
No Busy Mom??
Does this mean no Busy Mom at San Jose? Say it ain't so! I was so looking forward to seeing you there, with your tray of hors d'oevres and that great big smile (don't tell me you don't look exactly like your cartoon--I'll be crushed).
But really? No chance? The light has gone out of my sun today. :-(
Make time for us, Busy Mom!
Come on, Busy Mom. I'm not letting the name fool me into thinking you can't make it! Didn't you see that Brenda and I are practicing our squealing already?
You are both hilarious, btw. This darn job is keeping me from reading everything on your sites!
Kelly
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Kelly Darling, you may be
Kelly Darling, you may be witty, eloquent, a reader of obscure poetry about rocks, and unsettlingly gorgeous as well as having become my newest internet girl-crush, but call me Brenda again and there will be consequences and repercussions.
But I love. I love. And dear merciful heavens and all the little bunnies, if I actually met Busy Mom, I'd be too busy soiling my drawers to squeal.
Mocha
Oh, good Lord. I'm unbelievably embarrassed and will now crawl under the obscure rocks you mentioned. I've a good mind to offer an explanation, but I'm loathe to have you catch me in a fib. Let me just kneel and kiss your feet and say that anyone with a girl-crush on me is... well, probably an internet friend.
But because you called me unsettlingly gorgeous, you are now my new best friend. Hope you don't already have one.
Forgiveness please? If not, bring on the consequences and repercussions.
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You Did It.
You made me laugh. And as my oft-in-the-doghouse husband knows, that totally gets you off the hook. And seriously, that tiny picture did not prepare me for getting to your site and seeing this exotic, gorgeous feeemale looking out of those pictures.
I shall allow Alex to glance at you only briefly, using his peripheral vision.
I feel quite confident that
I feel quite confident that we'd have a blast and a half. However? These pesky children? They claim they must have food every day, AND? They expect me to pay for it.
Busy Mom Blog
Pesky Kids.
Ruining our good time. But it's just a weekend fling, Babycakes! You could just jet in Friday night (I will TOTALLY pick you up at the airport) and attend Saturday, then whiz home all drunk and happy that night. See? See how do-able? And just think of the ruckus you'd cause!
Of course, the Pesky Kids are also kind of the reason we know and love you, so....well, I'm ambivalent. But still for the zip in/zip out scenario.
You guys are killing me
You guys are killing me today. I plan on squeeling at EVERYONE, just in case it's someone I read. Politics & News Contributing Editor
Queen of Spain
QOS--AIIEEEEEEEEE!!!
OK, I'm better now. Holy Guacamole, I can't wait. I kid you not, my heartbeat accelerated reading these posts. Is that pathetic? Indicative of a not-very-exciting social life? I'd rather think it's just that you're all so awesome.
P.S. I will so smuggle you a puppy and you can say some crazy BlogHer abandoned it at the hotel and you had no choice but to bring it home.
My obsessing continues...
Erin,
Would you consider squealing at me on an hourly basis? Just wondering. There could be something in it for you, but I'm working on those details at this time.
Smuggle me a poodle, Belinda! Or some Twinkies. Both have the same effect on me. I'm really not that picky.
Please tell Alex that it's best he not look directly into my eyes on my photos. A weird Medusa-like thing has been happening to people who do that lately. Must be some sort of bug I need to work out. Just when I thought I had this blogging thing under control, too.
I'd like to attempt a squeal here and now, but I'm gonna practice some live ones for the Real Deal.
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Did I mention?
Sarah of Sarah and the Goon Squad fame is joining me. It will be our first, real girl's weekend WITHOUT kids since...well, we both had kids.
Expect us to do the Rock Star thing and trash our hotel room. I'm envisioning matching tattoo's before the weekend is over.
Unless my youngest is still on the boob. In which case, I'm a bringing my man too. And he'll be rolling his eyes and looking oh so manly with my hot pink diaper bag over his shoulder.
Yeah, he's my biotch.
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Queen of Spain
Oh, bring him, bring him!!!
Oh, bring him, bring him!!! Alex needs company in the eye-rolling department.
So--it's either tattoo on the boob, or kid on the boob. Hmmmm....choices.
Girl, I so have puppies right now. All spoken for, but still. You could always make a great home for a retired (that does NOT mean old) champion. How cool would that be?
STOP!
A fine offer. Yet, I'm afraid it would result in divorce. I might get a goldfish one day.
Sniff. Sniff.
No, really. Between the kids and PPD, I think something else to care for just might send me over the edge. But when I'm a widow and in need of a pup, you'll be the first person I contact.
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Queen of Spain
D is for Divorce
Which is what will happen if you bring me a dog. Just kidding. I'd love one, but really...with the PPD AND the kids to take care of, you may see me flinging myself off a bridge if I had another thing that needs attention. One day, when I'm old and gray and the Kaiser kicks the bucket, you'll be the first one I call for dog. I swear.
Now...back to how we're all going to squeal...
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Queen of Spain
The jealousy, it builds.
The jealousy, it builds. I'll be squealing long-distance, which is so appropriate considering my mostly-lurker status. Not to mention the fact that most people would probably go into a catatonic state of shock when faced with the tall redhead squealing and barrelling down on them.
I am sooo coming next year, though. Which means I will have to postpone getting pregnant with #3 because what kinda drag would it be if I have to refrain from the intake of mass quantities of alcohol?? I ASK YOU?!
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I love me some tall redheads!!
Melkist--I swear, we'll hook up during the conference. I'll send pics and IMs during the talks. It'll be like you're really there! Heck, I'll send you an MPG of me jumping up and down and screaming, and you can send me one back.
I want a puppy. Gimme a
I want a puppy. Gimme a puppy, too!
As for the jet in, jet out thing? Not so practical coming from Tennessee. But, then again, when have I ever been practical?
Sarah and the Goon Squad? We both write for another blog, yet, I've never met her!
Can I just "SQEEEEEEE!" at ya'll on here? I don't want to feel left out.
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No Mel either?
While the jealousy is building, so is the saddness. Mel, I left you a message just last week and it was short and sweet but I meant to say, "Where have you been all my life? A tall red-headed witty wild woman? This, I adore." There was more, but I'm a married woman and all so best not to continue.
So now I'm gonna squeal at Belinda, Erin, and Sarah. But Busy Mom and Mel will get a cyber-squeal that just might bring all the pigs back to the pen as I can holler with the best of 'em.
SSSQQQUUUU-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLL!
Now, that's saying something.
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KIelly, the proper call is:
SooooooooiiieeeEEEEEEEEE!!
Really. There was a post here.
It was witty and clever and adorable and was guaranteed to make you laugh so hard you had to cross your legs and do the pee-pee dance. Really, there was.
Mel, lock that man outta the house whilst you ovulate so you can come to the conference next year, ok? Don't make me send you a binding agreement with a notary public stamp on it. Just do it. You'll be missed, because you realize that you are the object of my current Comment Obsession. It'll only last for a week or so. Take advantage while you can.
Now I gotta squeal at Belinda, Erin, and Sarah? Whew. I'm resting up to be ready for this.
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I see
We all are posting twice-good, I don't feel so stupid!
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Queen of Spain
NinjaP.? Way to make a ruckus!
Girl, promise me you'll be this rowdy at BlogHer.
Grace Davis
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I promise. Also? Thank God
I promise. Also? Thank God you're not really dead.
Squeeeee!! I just wanted to
Squeeeee!!
I just wanted to keep this thread going.
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So...
Will we have to wear name tags? Or will we recognize eachother by the sqealing?
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Queen of Spain
No nametags
Because they shall know us by our squeals. And the obsessive checking one another out at our sites and our flickr.com pictures.
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Ninja Poodles...um...fun times
I am not going to know a soul there, well, in real life anyway. I plan on running up to everyone there squeeling. Maybe I can get someone to hang out with me that way. They will either be very excited that I read their website or running away screaming for security. We shall see..we shall see...