It is so easy to feel good at BlogHer. You see people who you admire and who admire you back. You get to hang out with internet rock stars. People want to take pictures with you. You get interviewed and put on television.
A conference like that can be such a high.
But then you come home and you are just a regular person again.
Or worse.
The other day I was on the phone with one of my internet bosses and talking about promoting one of our posts. She said she was going to Twitter it again and I said “Yeah, just re-tweet it and more people will see it and blah blah blah blah“.
Because I talk like that.
Anyway, when I got off the phone my husband was just staring at me.
He was staring at me with his arms crossed.
Me: What?
Him: Re-Tweet?
Me: Yeah, you know. When you put something up on Twitter again.
Him: You are such a fucking dork.
And you know what? He is kind of right. Sure I felt cool around 1000 other women bloggers but in the grand scheme of things I am still sort of an internet dork. It is just like when I got into the Madrigal Group in college. It was awesome but I was still a choir geek.
Oh well, I may not be getting any calls from any trend setting magazines asking me what I’m wearing or what new music I like but I am having a damn good time doing this.
This happens to me every year after BlogHer. I’ve got nothing. It isn’t that I’m burnt out… it is just that I already said all of the things that I have to say. I just said them to you guys in person.
Plus I can’t seem to readjust to Eastern Standard Time.
I suppose I should do my Road Trip/BlogHer recap but I am still unable to organize my thoughts properly. I guess after 14 states in six days, trying to hang out with 1000 of my closest internet friends and then eating a $500 meal at The French Laundry I don’t feel too bad about not being able to focus.
Let me just give you a few highlights of my BlogHer experience.
- I broke my camera on the first night in San Francisco. That’s right. You heard me. I dropped it on the floor at the SV Moms Group party. The next morning at breakfast I tweeted my dismay. Not having a camera at BlogHer is like not having beer at a football game. Unacceptable. About five minutes later the lovely Moosh in Indy walked up to me and said “I have an extra camera if you want to borrow it.” So thanks Casey and thanks twitter. Seriously, who is that nice?
- Sitting in the “Naked Blogging” panel discussion I accidentally tripped a guy (trying to get out of his way) and then Angela (trying to help him not fall) grabbed his upper thigh. I hope we didn’t scare him off from attending future BlogHer sessions. I swear we didn’t plan it ahead of time.
- As I was missing my MamaPop deadline – well, as I would have been missing my MamaPop deadline had I been in my normal time zone – I ran into one of my bosses in the airport. It turned out that Amy and I were on the same flight. So, as embarrassing as it is to actually be face to face with the person you are currently supposed to be writing a post for, all is forgiven when you are on the same delayed flight.
- If you are in the BlogHer internet cafe and working on your post for BlogHer there is no need for a thesaurus. You can just yell out “I need another word for exaggeration” and the four closest people all have really good answers.
So what have I learned? My BlogHer friends are just as cool in real life as they are online and seriously – try not to miss deadlines when you are in the same building as your editor.
In case you haven’t been reading my road trip blog or if you are new here I arrived in San Francisco yesterday for the annual BlogHer conference.
I am having a wonderful time and all that but I really want to tell you a quick story.
One of the many blogs that I write for is DC Metro Moms Blog. Last night I went to a party for all of the SV Moms Group blogs.
As soon as I walked in I saw a woman that looked a lot like somebody I knew in college. I thought “Hey, that lady looks like Alexis”. Then somebody called her Alexis.
I went up and re-introduced myself. I hadn’t seen Alexis in 13 years. We were in a sorority together in college.
I am in San Francisco. I live outside of Washington DC. I went to college in Orlando. She lives in L.A. What are the odds that we would ever run across each other again?
It really is a small world.
* Yes, I know we are doing it backwards. It has been a long time since college and I am way to lazy to try to find a program that will reverse the picture.
