Last week I flew all by myself to attend BlogHer 2009 in Chicago. BlogHer was only part of the reason for going. It was also a great time to meet some of my online friends who I have gotten to know over the last couple of years. Meeting Sarah, Sarah, and Amy wasn't like meeting someone I'd never met before, but more like reuniting with old friends from college.
Shortly after we met we got into a cab and headed out for dinner where we established a routine of swearing and drinking too much that lasted all weekend.
Oh, and was a New York Times Bestselling author there too. That was pretty awesome.
SO MUCH FUN.
The conference got off to a rocky start when Sarah and I attended one of the Mommy Blogging sessions and it fell completely flat. Later it would be redeemed when I went to an instructional session given by these people that was super informative and interesting, but we left the Mommy Blogging session before it was over and spent a few minutes walking around the city near our hotel.
I showed my new friend how cool I was by walking around with my mouth open talking about how pretty everything was and taking pictures of any building taller than three stories.
At night we got dressed up and went to parties. My version of getting dressed up meant I put on my dress and then sat on the bed panicking inside while the other girls fussed over their hair and make-up and emerged from the bathroom looking completely gorgeous and appropriate for a night of partying then grabbed my free swag lip gloss from my conference tote bag and tried to act cool while I shakily applied it in the mirror.
Parties were fun but there's nothing like relaxing in your hotel room with some midnight snacks and your laptop to top off a day of girly blog fun.
It was all very reminiscent of a college road trip (or so I've heard, since all of the college road trips in my recent memory involved thousands of dollars of meteorological instrumentation, terrible weather, and a lot of really disgusting gas station food). We even took pajama pictures!
These girls were SO MUCH FUN. Just as smart and beautiful as I knew they would be after reading their blogs for two or more years. Getting to know them was certainly the highlight of the trip.
One thing I noticed at the conference was how smart all of the other women were. It was energizing to flit back and forth between frivolous conversations about kids and husbands and clothes and more serious conversations about current events, women's issues, and politics. What an honor to be in their company.
On Saturday, after Ryan sent me this picture:
of him getting ready to leave our house by himself with both boys and two weeks worth of crap, I let Jan hold the door as I climbed into the Town Car that would take me to the airport.
And I tried not to feel too guilty (ha!) as I rode in complete silence all the way there. Or when Jan got my luggage out of the trunk for me mere steps from the ticket counter.
The weekend away was fantastic, but I was so happy to see Ryan and the boys at the Boston airport. Wesley was so overcome to see me that he burst into tears when I walked up. Charlie had already been crying about something unrelated and immediately wanted to be held so he could tell me all about it. Then we got lost in the rental car, took a scenic driving tour of Cambridge by accident, begged Charlie to be quiet for 3.5 of the four hour car ride until he finally fell asleep, then arrived safely at the summer house of my grandparents in Maine.
Now it is time to relax!