Under the Arch

I'm going to BlogHer. I bought my conference pass tonight and I'm trying not to throw up. (Yeah, I know, like I told my friend, J by text message, there's no logic here.) I'm sure that every step I take to get there will bring on a new sense of panic, don't mind me. I'm going to start planning the sessions that I want to attend. I'd like to do something with photography and I want to go to the session that SueBob is heading for bloggers without kids. I often feel like I don't have a handy slot to put myself in, which can leave me at a loss when explaining what I do here. If anyone has any other suggestions, I'd like to hear them! In the meantime, I will definitely be twittering as much as possible. This is a warning as well as a promise, I'm sure there will be some who will be ready to kill me, but MP, at least, will be happy. ;)

Something else I know for sure...I'm going here.



I can't wait to meet these ladies, that's the only part I'm not nervous about, meeting everyone. Flying on a plane by myself for the first time, traveling across the country by myself, paying all this money for something I want, not something I need, is the part that's driving me crazy.