I’ve been avoiding reading about all the fun everyone’s having at BlogHer this weekend because while they’re all meeting famous people, I’ve been sitting on my couch eating Crispix being coaxed into following the Tour de France again (I don’t blame him for not wanting to watch 27 Dresses, but still.)
Good times.
But then instead of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to put down my cereal box for a moment and read up on the parties and swag and baby kissing that I’m apparently missing.
Yeah, uhm, that all really doesn’t look as fun as watching men in spandex take major spills on the pavement.
Back to my box and the peloton.
Have fun, my friends.
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Yeah, I’m trying not to sulk to much either. But dealing with an infestation of flies in my house is so not cutting it this weekend.
Oh, I soooo wish you and Alma were here. It’s been so great meeting everyone but you two were two of the first gals I found online.
Maybe next year it will be back in the midwest and we can meet up!!