Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Is 41 Too Old To Throw A Tantrum?

I'm miffed. I want to go to BlogHer '08 (stamping feet). I live on the east coast (banging fists on the desk). The conference is in San Francisco (throwing myself on the floor). That's in CALIFORNIA (flailing back and forth on the rug)!

Is anyone else going? Can I hide in your suitcase? Pretty pleeeeeaaaaaase?

I've been only blogging for a little over a year now. I've never been to a Blogher conference. The thought of meeting some of the people behind the blogs I read daily, well, that just would be so awesome! For real, dude!

If the event wasn't so very far away from me, I seriously would want to be there. I might soil myself on the way, as I would be nervous as hell, but I wouldn't be the only one, right? I mean, I can't be the only blogger who would be wondering if anyone would talk to me. I just hate being the nerd in the corner. Would anyone even KNOW me or my blog? And if they did, would that be a good thing? Or would it just be confirmed to me that I should be walking around with my finger and thumb in the shape of an L on my forehead?

Definitely scary.

I keep reading some of my favorite blogger's posts and I can see how much fun BlogHer will be. I envy them and their confidence. They do not seem afraid to set forth and venture into the great crowd of bloginistas.

But then it hits me. I know their secret. Their elixir of strength and courage!

ALCOHOL! The kind that keeps on pouring until someone sets something on fire! Hallelujah! There may be hope for me yet! I can do that! I could be the queen of the prom! Just give me some booze and I'll just ooze self-assurance. Just don't give me any of that Southern Comfort stuff, otherwise I'll be oozing more than you all bargained for.

Now if I could just afford a plane ticket. Maybe I'll take her advice.

10 comments:

Jenny, the Bloggess said...

For real chica. I carried a bottle of rum in my purse at all times to battle the fear of meeting all those people. But by the second day you realize everyone is terrified and intimidated and then you just have fun. Now get to hooking.

Queen Goob said...

To answer your question, 41 is NOT too old to throw a tantrum. And I'm right there with ya, Honey, east coast bound. And when I say "bound" I mean with rope, duct tape, staples, and nail. I can't get to California without turning tricks either. *sniff* But if I did, I'd be right there with you huddled in the corner fearing total and complete rejection. Sláinte!

Anonymous said...

hey chickie - mamalee here! Hubby is out there in San Fran working, and I went out there last weekend to join him. Thank goodness for frequent flyer points. It's NUTS to get over there - took me all day!

I wish you could go out there - it's a different world from here on the East Coast. If you DO end up going, consider the wine tour in Sonoma. The wine will get you thru! Miss you!

Oh, The Joys said...

What Jenny said. Ditto.

jen said...

if you don't come who will set things on fire? we can't expect jenny to do everything...

Day Dreamer said...

I'm sooo wishing I could turn tricks!

I cannot go, either. And I'm already, like, HALFWAY there!!

I'm almost 40 and I think I'll probably be in full tantrum by July....

Leigh said...

AWWW! I wish you could too. You deserve to go. Maybe we should take up a collection!

Justice Jones said...

So I'm not the only one who fears having to meet new people! That's reassuring. You may want to try Airtran. I found tickets to fly from FL to Kansis City for $111 bucks, roundtrip!
And no, 41 is not too old for anything, even a tantrum:)

Momo Fali said...

I'm right there with you. Funny how you actually need money to fly in a plane. Dang.

agnes said...

Schmitty was so sad. She just couldn't sit still. She's a terrier, remember? Schmitty just had to do something! She couldn't give blood and was too small to try and help in the "big dog" rescue efforts.
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