I am attending BlogHer 10 in New York next week and I could not be more excited, even if I am a wee bit anxious.
I don’t care about private parties. I had no expectation of being invited to an exclusive party by people I’ve never met because I’m kind of realistic that way.
Besides, I have a confirmation for all the parties I really want to attend, including the Aiming Low EZPZ party which should be heavily populated by cool people that I actually read.
If I don’t get a chance to meet rock star bloggers like this one or this one, I will be mildly disappointed but my world will surely not end.
Oh, I may sniffle a bit and wallow in my own self-pity on the train ride home if I don’t make any new, lifelong besties. But when I do arrive home I will not slash a vein because I didn’t shake hands with her or her or her (the latter two should be at the Aiming Low party, so I like my chances.)
There’s always next year.
If I am on the outside looking in at BlogHer, I really have no one but myself to blame because if I paid proper attention to this blog people might read it, know me and actually want to meet me.
My poor little neglected blog is a mirror image of my poor neglected fitness/weight loss strategy, which is why I started the damn thing in the first place. I have the best intentions with both but I don’t get much accomplished.
I’m leaving in less than seven days, I accept that I won’t lose 50 pounds by the time my Amtrak pulls into Penn Station because I am realistic that way.
But I do have another blog that I am actually paid to write. I know, crazy, right? I mean I have to do a whole bunch of other stuff, but this blog is part of my job.
So I hope there will be plenty to learn at BlogHer that will help me with this sorry-assed neglected blog and with my other blog that I maintain faithfully but would love to improve.
And if I do make a few new besties, like this one or this one, then I will be a happy BlogHer newbie.
Everyone always says, Blogher is what you make it.
And it is.
It’s as big and as life changing as you allow it to be.
That being said, we better meet at that party or I am gonna be pissed.
xoxo
I cannot piss off the Barefoot Foodie, so I will stalk your ass hard at that party, I promise.
AND ME!
OMG, yes! We have to hang out and drink, Kat. Talk dirty to me.
First, love the title you chose for this post! Awesome! What stuck out for me is what you said about on the outside looking in and how it would be your own fault. That is definitely important for everyone to tell themselves. It’s only a few days so grab every chance and don’t be shy!!
One more thing…this has been a bit of a stressful day for me and that little link *this one* was the second thing to make my day today. Thank you! I know we will have a blast as roomies……and hopefully beyond!
Oh, hai! I am behind!
But I love you.
AND YOU GIVE THE BEST HUGS. EVER.
No, YOU give the best hugs ever in the history of hugs. Love you!