I'm Going to BlogHer

BlogHer '12

I'm a little tongue tied today.  I booked my hotel and ordered my conference pass.  The rest of the day I've been asking myself, "Why would a little unknown blogger like me want to go to this enormous, crazy conference?"

Well, not so hard to answer.  I love New York like it's my home, because it was my home for a good chunk of my life.  I'm going sans kids so I can get out and play.  George might come along for a night, so... hotel sex, yippee.  My hotel is super close to MoMa - it's been too long.  I get to jog Central Park.  I have people there I'd love to see.  I want to pick up some technical bloggy skills.  I want to grow my blog, or at least figure out if this is something I want to professionalize, or do simply for fun (or both :). 

Why I'm totally freaking out right now?  I'm scared of all those parties - really.  Sitting around taking notes in meetings is totally my speed.  Networking scares the bejesus outta me.  I don't know anyone there.  Yep, still gawky and scared like I was in high school.  My 4-year-old is already crying every night in anticipation of not snuggling with me.  My 12-year-old will probably spend 24 hours a day in front of MineCraft.  I haven't been home for more than two consecutive weeks this summer - I miss home.  I pick up a few extra pounds for every trip I've been on.  Bleh.

Still, I will be there.  This time packing my Vita-Mix.

Cheers.