When I tell my IRL friends I will attend the largest convention for female bloggers, located in NYC this August, I get blank stares, scoffs, and laughs. When I tell bloggers I’m going I get virtual high fives, twitter handles, and questions about where I’m staying/when I’m getting in/leaving, etc.
I think of BlogHer as summer camp for grown women who like to write. There will be activities, free stuff/swag, and parties. I’ll share a room with 3 other women (hi roomies!) and sleep will be limited due to having so much fun. I suspect I will make some awesome friends who will turn into penpals (email pals? bloggy friends?). And I will learn so much about writing, blogging, social media’ing, and more!
I’m so excited.
and simultaneously, like Jessi Spano, I’m so scared! (except without the caffeine pills)
I have yet to meet anyone in person whom I “met” on the interwebz: what if we don’t click? what if they don’t like me? what if I can’t find my niche? what if I totally embrace my quiet side?! what about mean girls?
I drink a lot of water, daily. If I don’t get my necessary water intake, I turn into a gremlin, or close to it. Since I’m taking the train I plan on packing my extra suitcase (the one for swag) with water bottles. Find me if you need water. I’ll share.
I didn’t get invited to any big, invite-only private parties. why not? is my blog too “general”? Does this measure my value as a blogger? I like parties!
Like many other bloggers and internet-savvy women, I’m attached to my phone. What if my phone dies?! DIES! what if there are no outlets? I’m bringing a power strip.
I’m a mouth breather at night and Mike does a killer impersonation of me sleeping which resembles Darth Vader as a beached whale. Roommates, please don’t wake up before me.
I like my style and want to be trendy yet comfortable. If another lady and I are dressed alike, will she take me down? what if I’m not “cute enough”? why am I so worried about others judgement?! ha!
WHAT IF I GET A MIGRAINE? this is likely, what will all the unnecessary stress I’m placing on myself. I’m bringing all my reinforcements and beating down any pain.
Am I totally flipping out? Sure, a little.
Will I enjoy the sessions and learn a lot? of course.
and if all else fails, I’ll be at the Hilton Bar & tearing up the dance floor at Sparklecorn. Feel free to find me there!

Living in our nation's capital allows me to learn something new every day. So does teaching 2nd graders. My nose piercing and tattoos keep me from normalcy, while my job and religion keep me grounded.


