HEY!! You guys, I am so sorry that I haven’t had time to post before now, but I am telling you, they keep us hopping during this conference! This is seriously the first chance I have had to sit down and blog since I got here Thursday afternoon. We have what they call an “unconference” today, which is actually a real thing, there’s a facilitator and everything, who guides everyone through deciding what topics to discuss, then we break up into groups and just do our own thing. It’s like Zen Conferencing, which I could so use right now.

My Feet are KILLING ME, for real, like I was laying in bed last night trying to fall asleep and the bottoms of my feet were throbbing. I need to go on a 52 week prepare-my-feet-now-for-next-year’s-BlogHer program or something. Or, you know, get up and walk around more in my regular life.

So anyway, thanks to a spectactular nap yesterday afternoon (OMG the Westin’s “Heavenly Beds”? They are not kidding about the Heavenly, I want to buy one and have it installed in my bedroom at home), and going to bed not drunk, I woke up at 5:45 this morning! I took a shower, dried my hair, got dressed, and went outside for a walk up to the 24 hour Walgreen’s to get some cash and some souvenirs. I hope the snowglobes I bought survive in my suitcase, I’m probably going to have to, um, “borrow” some washcloths from the hotel bathroom to wrap them in. sssh, don’t tell

I have photos, OMG do I have PHOTOS!! But the connection here is not fast enough, it takes for-EVAH to upload anything, so I promise once I get home, I’ll get them all on Flickr as fast as I can, and I leave the link to my Flickr page in a post for anyone who wants to check it out. I decided this year that everyone person I shook hands with or hugged (and I did a LOT more hugging than hand shaking, that’s for sure), I would ask if they would pose for a photo with me. And fortunately, they all said yes So I have about, oh, 200 photos of me with the most spectacular bloggers on the planet, all of whom are gorgeous and amazing and made me feel like a rockstar all weekend, which honestly, how flattering is it when someone you don’t even think knows you exist goes OMG TABLE FOR FIVE!! AAAAHHHH!!!! Pretty big boost to the ole blogging ego for me!

I’m gonna wrap it up now and go print my boarding pass, so big smooches to everybody and I promise I’ll give you all the fantastic details in a post tomorrow (but not too early since I’ll probably sleep a bit after getting home)(and spend some time loving on my kids and smooching my husband :)(and you know, unpacking the fifty pounds of stuff I’m bringing home)!!!

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I am having the weirdest BlogHer-related dreams, I had no idea my subconscious was so anxious about it. Last week, I dreamed I was checking out of the hotel and I had like 15 minutes until I had to leave, and I was trying to pack all of the sponsor gifts into my suitcase. They were spread out all over the room and the more I shoveled them into my suitcase, the more there were.

Then, I got down to the lobby, and a bunch of bloggers were there loading their bags onto one of those rolling carts, and everyone had the SAME PURSE EXCEPT FOR ME. I wish I was kidding. Oh, and I dreamed I met Mir, except she didn’t look like Mir at all, she looked like Lindsay. I guess I’m worried about not recognizing people? If you didn’t click those links just now, you really need to. Both of those blogs are brilliantly written, and could Lindsay LOOK any hotter in that photo? YOWSA.

So, last night I had a different BlogHer dream, this time I was headed to one of the cocktail parties, walking in this big crowd, and everyone else was dressed like they were in a Vogue photo shoot, and I was dressed like, well, like I usually am, which is to say, not very well. Only in the dream I started sobbing about it.

Honestly, I do this to myself every year right before the conference, and it’s so silly. I have yet to have anyone say anything to me about my clothes or my accessories, either in person or behind my back. In fact, I have never read anything anywhere that dissed someone’s appearance at BlogHer. That’s the wonderful thing about BlogHer conferences, they are for EVERYONE. Short, tall, thin, fat, abled, disabled, rich, poor, dressed to the nines, covered in dried spit-up, and the best part? No one really cares! You know what’s important at BlogHer? Either 1. being a current blogger or 2. being interested in becoming a blogger. Seriously THAT IS ALL.

Now, does that mean I’m not agonizing a little over whether to bring the new purse I bought last weekend that is kind of huge and floppy and is the color of raspberry lipstick? Or whether to bring the big flowered City Tote with the leather straps that holds a ton of stuff but doesn’t zip closed? In addition to bringing the new fabric bag that I bought from The Sewing Mom which is orange and yellow with an adorable metal sunflower charm on the zipper and is the perfect size for just my wallet, cell phone, comb, and a lip gloss? Oh yeah, I’ve given it some thought all right.

But otherwise, the anxiety over silly things that aren’t important? That can stay in my dreams, thanks.

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If you were kind enough to stop by in the last two days, you might have been surprised to see that instead of seeing the home page of this blog, you got a pop-up page of ads. I tried running spyware detector software, nothing was coming up. Then my husband hit upon the idea to pull all the widgets off my sidebars and then start adding them back one at a time. It turned out that the spyware was coming from a little button I had that displays your current Alexa rank. I’ve taken that button off and I haven’t seen any popups since then, but please let me know if it happens again. And thank you Carmen for emailing me!

We can now return to regular posting of Table for Five awesomeness.

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