i know, everyone not going to blogher is tired of reading posts about blogher. hell, i'm going and i'm tired of reading blogher posts (not really).
i am excited to go. no really, i am. i'm excited to sleep in a hotel for the weekend and have a pool to swim in and a hot tub to lounge in at night. oh yeah, and meet all you crazy bitches too. ha!
i am wearing jeans and tank tops. or jeans and cute tops. that's how i dress everyday and that's how i'm dressing for y'all (unless it's a billion degrees out like it has been lately, then i'm bringing a pair of shorts and a skirt). i'm sorry, but i'm not trying to sleep with any of you, so i'm not getting all dolled up! ha! i just like to be comfortable, so i'm wearing what i'm comfy in. and so should you. i can't believe how many "i don't know what to wear!!!!!!" posts i've seen. my advice- just.be.yourself.
like mom101 said in her post here, and i said previously in my post here- i am totally freaked that i won't know who anyone is without a screenshot of their blog attached to their forehead. honestly- i do not know you by your name. i don't. i know you by your blog name. and if i don't know you by that, i know you by your banner and what your blog looks like. that's the price you pay for having such kick ass designs on your blog people. but most likely, i know you by the name of your blog.
to avoid confusion such as this-
"hey ster, it's me, amy!"
(i sit there wracking my fucking brain at who the hell amy is.. or which amy she is.. )
"you know, POW" ..
"well hell, why didn't you just SAY that in the first place?!?!?"
just introduce yourself to me as your blog. it will be so much easier!!
ps- y'all have no excuse for not knowing me- jennster and jennster's blog can't be that hard. and yes, you can call me jennster (or ster) in person.. i'm used to it and i love it!
in all honesty, i'm worried that people won't be fun. i realize that sounds completely insane, but welcome to my brain. i am worried that while i read a lot of your blogs, we just won't really have anything in common. i don't feel like i fit in the typical mommy stereotype and i definitely don't act my age. what if you're nothing like your blog? what if you're exactly like it? i won't pretend that i like everyone's blog, because i don't. there are quite a few "popular" blogs that i don't read because they either don't interest me, i have nothing in common with them, can't relate, or any other number of reasons. (and i totally get that this applies to my blog as well). basically, i'm afraid that i'll be around a bunch of women i would never be friends with in real life. i realize that sounds terrible, but it's true. i just want people to be fun. so if you're not really fun, then stop pretending and lying to me on your blog! false advertiser face! lol (i do half realize that these "fears" will be completely unfounded and i'll feel like a total ass upon my return from blogher when i'm posting about how great and fun it was and how awesome and kick ass everyone was.... and how i was so stupid for even thinking these things in this here post.)
i'm also worried that people are going to be weird. like all up the popular bloggers' asses. and i can't stand stuff like that. so i hope everyone will be normal, and not all butt kissy and annoying. know what i mean though? maybe it's just me, but the thought of certain bloggers doling out autograph after autograph weirds me out. like what's the point of having a blogger's autograph? seriously? now pictures of y'all being drunk together and getting freaky on the dance floor, i totally get- but autographs? um, no. i'm not as excited as some of you are to see certain bloggers because i don't read their blogs, so i don't really "know" anything about them. but if they're cool and fun people in real life, and we bond- well that changes everything!! because then you're reading their blog because you like them already as a person.. and "knowing" them makes the reading that much more fun!
i'm straying. i'm rambling. i'll shaddup.
but please- 1. don't be weird 2. please be fun 3. and wear your blog on your shirt.
anyway (no s, for pickle)- if anyone is dying to see and meet me and wants my cell to ensure this will happen the very moment i arrive on friday night.. email me. :)