riddle me this and put on some pants
*UPDATE* speaking of building friendships and community, i’m guest posting over here today. i’m flattered to have the opportunity and stoked to share some blog love. so click on the little survey down below, then scroll back up and click here to continue the hand-holding and singing of kumbaya. kthanks.
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there’s this wee little babe that was once created by a dear friend and i with the purpose of building relationships and friendships through an online community during the exact same weekend that other bloggers would be attending a conference that serves a similar purpose in real life.
if you’re curious as to HOW BlogHer@Home.com became the lovely lass she is today… click here and then read our love story and THEN ask (or remind) yourself WHY BlogHer@Home?
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done with our history lesson?
so, answer me this, oh readers of mine… WHY AREN’T YOU PARTICIPATING?
this year we have two INCREDIBLE WOMEN who are cohosting and we have a RIDICULOUS AMOUNT OF GIVEAWAYS.
so, in order to find out what gives, i’m conducting a poll… it’ll remain anonymous, unless you want to leave a comment below with your info.
i wanna know, why aren’t y’all participating, getting free shit, connecting with people through @BlogherAtHome on twitter and watching the hashtag for #BHAH to see when winners for giveaways are announced, when twitter parties are coming up, and how this whole thing is going down?
what's stopping you from participating in BlogHer@Home?
- WTF is Blogher @ Home? (46%, 6 Votes)
- i'm too busy and have short term memory loss (23%, 3 Votes)
- the giveaways don't interest me (15%, 2 Votes)
- i don't wear pants and would rather look at porn (15%, 2 Votes)
- i'm going to NYC and don't care (1%, 0 Votes)
Total Voters: 13
Loading ...thoughts for the day…
starting at 7:15 this morning with “oh shit, did stellan make it through the night?”
i need to shower. didn’t shower yesterday. haven’t showered since the wedding…
paul’s goina be late to work so that i can shower… oops!
twitter, don’t distract me please.
where’s my bra? nevermind.
coffee… yes, COFFEE please.
must thank this guy for his radness last night in passing along info to help this family should they come east coast.
(matt: thanks. that’s all i got right now brotha. oh, and HI MADDY!)
jackson now says, “WOW” but not always on demand.
must get that on video for heather and mike.
i have a book review due in a week… i have yet to read the book.
my friend‘s book drops (i love saying that) in less than a week and he is in need of MAJOR COVERAGE…
HELLO OPRAH!!!!!!!! ARE YOU OUT THERE?!?!?!
attempting to wrap things up with Blogher@Home though i feel completely inept.
so grateful for my partner in crime (who has a hot canadian accent) this lady… and her sweet family who went through what no mother should go through yesterday, being told by a doctor that they are calling child services on you.
fuck that doctor. i love you jenn.
magoo has 15 month check up plus vaccines in a few days… (note is on my desk.)
ohmygawd, jackson is 15 months old!!!
my downstairs neighbors and their kids YELL, SCREAM, JUMP ROPE, AND PLAY BASKETBALL IN THE APARTMENT STAIRWELL AND I WANT TO CLOBBER THEM… cuz it’s always when magoo is napping.
GO OUTSIDE KIDS!!!
i need to do laundry. lots of it.
accomplished groceries yesterday, so that’s a plus. we have food.
my husband is wonderful and let’s me try and save the world until i’m depleted of all energy, at which point he steps in and sets a 9 pm EST curfew for me and forces me to sleep. (thank you, my love.)
what month is it?
ah shit, it’s tuesday… and i hate tuesdays for my friend. and this friend too, who inspires me to be a better friend.
helped this friend last week with her precious one who is in need of GI tests run that jackson once had…
am i missing anything?
shipped out my old nursing gowns (that were barely used) to this friend yesterday in the hopes that she can get good use from them with her TWINS that are on the way.
i miss my family… wish they were closer.
jackson is napping. i want to nap.
what should i make him for lunch today?
i really need to start training for the 1/2 marathon i’m supposedly doing in january… shit.
could really use some starbucks right now.
“something happened”
my appropriately titled post “something happened” comes from one of my many fantastic college roommates (you can stalk her here.) she slightly harassed politely asked me to post about certain evenings of debauchery events that took place throughout the course of this past weekend. i will refer to my roommie as “special c” and her hub as “special g” seeing as paul and i stayed at their home. (ps- thanks again for your hospitality and abundance of hangover food.)
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once upon a time, special c and i lived in a house with a total of 7 (i think, somewhere i lost count) girls/women… some of us finishing our undergrad, some of us starting grad school, some of us just plain ol’ not wanting to leave our happy home that we had come to know and love. (and yes, there was waaaaaay too much estrogen in this house.)
during the two years i lived in this house, as both a college and then graduate student, i spent many-a-night intoxicated. those of us living in this house worked tirelessly throughout not only every semester, but through summers to accomplish the goals we had set for ourselves. and dammit, some times (ok many times) we needed a bit of a reprieve in the form of “the wineses” (no, not just “the wines”…. but…. ”the winesES”.)
occasionally after nights that included the wineses, special c would emerge from her bedroom the following morning, slowly creep into the living room of our house (where a few of us would be laying on couches/each other with bags of devoured food from krystal) and say the following… “something happened.” she would then proceed to the bathroom in search of tylenol.
all of us would bust into uncontrollable (yet painful due to our hangover) laughter and nod our heads in agreement. and thus came the birth of the post-drunk night phrase “something happened.”
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lots of “somethings happened” over the last 3-4 days… aside from hosting this amazing madness, with this amazing woman, i traveled yet again.
paul and i had a wedding to attend in birmingham for another one of my college roommates. you will find her in all her spectacular wedding glory below…
behold THE BRIDE (mother in background)
we left early friday morning, after i had kicked off Blogher@Home thursday evening with a BANG, resulting in a really lousy hangover, which made for not so fun early morning travels. my mom met paul, the magoo, and i in the atlanta airport where the magoo was transfered to said grammy, and paul and i took a car and drove to birmingham.
i slept off my hangover the entire 2 and a half hours in preparation for the rehearsal dinner we attended friday evening. friends of mine have more appropriate pics from the rehearsal dinner than i do, so i will refrain from posting mine and wait until they have emailed me theirs to share with you all. (sorry to disappoint.)
saturday morning, i was lucky enough to join the bride and maids in a candid photo shoot as she dressed, stressed, and prepared herself for her wedding day…
lounging in laughter
les fleurs
special c and the bride
the bride being buttoned by her mom
documentation of bride's cleavage she was oh so proud of
the blushing bride
i guess it should be noted here that i chose not to take photos of the actual ceremony. the sanctuary was so beautiful, the ceremony was so personal… it just didn’t feel right for me to photograph that. so… on to the reception, which was held at a magnificent (but friggin hot) art gallery that refused to turn their ceiling fans on, so brace yourself for some sweaty photos…
some peeps and me (rockin out the boob-ige... yikes!)
(umm… ok, so apparently my bewbies decided to start peeling from the cruise i had been on the previous week. dumb ass me decided to “cover up” said peel with tanning lotion. so please don’t think i have some strange skin disease… i just suffered from momentary dipshitness.)
wedding cake (which was entirely devoured)
me and a roomie, miss L
miss L and my hub bub (lookin mighty fine!)
special c and special g (our hosts for the wknd)
so special c and i look naked, what else is new?
my dance with the bride
paul was REALLY excited about playing with fire...
so he lit mine...
YEA BABY!!!
yes, special c, something in deed happened.
***in other news, since i was semi-working this weekend on Blogher@Home, pop on over there for some awesome info and see who won in the giveaways.***
Have a Sip
