Everyone is finishing up last minute shopping, and methodically getting their shiny new accessories together and into their favorite (and also possibly new) luggage.
Little black dress. Check.
Brand new business cards. Check.
Prada handbag and matching heels. Check.
BFF and possibly coolest mom this side of the internet, Ashley. Uncheck.
I'm sure you already know, and this isn't news to you, but for those who aren't as savvy and "in the loop" as yourself : I won't be joining in on the Blogher festivities this year.
I know, devastated, aren't you?
There are a couple of reasons that I won't be going.
1. I'm poor.
2. Even if I had the capabilities of pulling Benjamins out of my ear, I probably wouldn't go.
I'm a big ole wuss. Also, I blog for fun. This blog is not monetized, and I don't see that as a possibility any time soon. I learn as I go, and as much of a geek as I am, I really don't need hours upon hours of seminars to tell me how to write about my life. I may suck at it, but I have fun ya'll!
I don't have a yearning to be the coolest blogger. I just don't.
School is about to start, and I think the right place for me to be right now is getting in as much time as I can with my Kindergartener before he heads back out into the world.
I'm sure you all will have a blast. As a matter of fact I know it, but for me this year it's just not the place to be.
While you're at Blogher I will be doing the following things (and not in this particular order) :
1. Painting my toenails.
2. Cleaning out my closets.
3. Folding laundry.
4. Guest posting over at Uppercase Woman. That's right! The infamous Cecily is heading to NYC to be honored as Voice of the Year, and somebody's got to
completely fuck things up keep things flowing smoothly over on her side.
I know, right.
So, you gals have fun! If you're a loser like me and stuck home with your curtain climbers, then by all means send me a tweet. Maybe we can chat over some vodka tea how much our lives suck.