I haven’t yet (mentally) processed everything from BlogHer. I met so many wonderful women. Everyone was so nice to me, with the exception of one person on Saturday night who snubbed me. I really didn’t even know who she was. I asked and she said her name and blog quickly and then turned her back to me. Ouch.
But the rest of them? These women are amazing. The conference didn’t quite turn out the way I thought; I’m not even sure what I expected. I guess I expected more geeks like me and not such a huge Mommy Mafia. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. At all. They were wonderful and sweet and fun to talk to. But some of them were REALLY into their children. And well, I “got” my kid when she was 10. No poopy diapers, sleepless nights, or morning sickness (not THAT kind, anyway). That’s not to say that I haven’t had to handle poopy diapers and screaming children – just not my own.
And so, when I found some women that weren’t totally wrapped up in being a mommy (again, there’s nothing wrong with that – I just don’t have anything in common with them), I clung to them for dear life. People that talked about their jobs or families or politics or books or were just DAMN FUNNY. Gawd, you people kill me! There was drinking. And laughing. Hugging. Boob grabbing. And lamp shades. And lots of laughing.
I came away with a zillion cards – and I promise to link everyone as soon as I get some homework out of the way – some fabulous friends and great memories. And I would do it all again in a heartbeat. Except the hurling for 4 hours on Sunday morning. That I could do without.
