I am not at BlogHer.

Le sigh.

I am, however, relaxing in my pajamas with coffee in hand, while my kids terrorize the block as they zip around on Razor scooters, with drippy Otter Pops hanging out of their mouths. My dog had diarrhea on the carpet and the grass needs mowing. I still haven’t put the suitcases away from our California trip (which was over two weeks ago) and I have a mountain of laundry to do. Well…that isn’t really noteworthy. I ALWAYS have a mountain of laundry. Always.

So I guess what I’m saying is, I don’t need to be at BlogHer, wearing cute shoes and hugging people I only know from their pictures on Twitter. I have lots to do here. Yep. Lots to do.

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  1. Daria says:

    I’m not at Blogher either if it makes you feel any better. :) Next year.
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    LaLaLaura Reply:

    I don’t see me ever attending, unless I find someone willing to sponsor my ticket, lodging, airfare, and come fix dinner for my family while I’m gone. LOL!

  2. Connie Weiss says:

    BlogHer scares the poo out of me.
    Connie Weiss´s last [type] ..Things That Suck

    LaLaLaura Reply:

    It kinda does me, too. Still, I’d kind of like to see what all the hype is about!

  3. Tamara says:

    Maybe next year! :)