The Weekend I Overdosed on Estrogen
You'll have to excuse me today, I'm coming down from a pretty wicked high. I spent the weekend living like an estrogen junkie, hopping from one session to another, parties to conversations, and back again. It was like shooting feminism into my veins.
And then I came home. A cab, a train, and my own car took me on a 16-hour trip from my dealer's corner (the Hilton NYC, corner of 6th Ave. and 53rd St.) back to my little corner of the universe in Kentucky, one that is free of all estrogen but my own.
It feels a bit weird, honestly.
If you've been watching the blog or our Tweets, you know that Jamie and I traveled to Manhattan last week for the biggest and best blogging conference around, BlogHer '12. It was a HUGE conference, just shy of 5,000 attendees, the vast majority of which were women. Amazing, powerful women who write. They write about family, politics, humor, serious issues like depression and suicide, parenting, divorce, loss, and everything in between.