It's being held here:
|Photo courtesy of Blogher.com.|
When I go, I want to meet this person and I hope that she is as serious about meeting me there as I am about going. It's not as big of a trip for her to get there. At least I don't think so. It's all in the middle and that gets very jumbly for a East coast, country girl like me. I have been to Texas, which I suppose is in the middle, but it's on the edge so I am not sure if it counts.
I would also really like another one of these in the near future, since Scare Bear informed me that my eggs are all dusty and wrinkly.
I need to figure out how to time that so that I can still go to BlogHer though - because I will be damned if I am not going.
In fact, let's just all be prepared that before boarding the plane back to Tiny Town, I will be popping out a kid that I will then name Cubby (because it will still be baseball season when I am up there ya'll!).
I don't want to go all fat and too big to really enjoy myself though - this trip is supposed to be about me for a change!
And, if I have a kid before I go, then I have to find a wet nurse because I seem to have the only kid that will not accept a bottle, or a binky, or any one other than myself. (We seriously thought that the Supergirl was starving herself for the week that I was in the hospital on IV antibiotics after I had her. She would not eat, she just plain out refused until I was able to nurse again. I am amazed that she is still alive.)
So, maybe I let the eggs get a bit more dusty, just for a little while. (Little raisin eggs...)
Besides, I was thinking I could look a bit more like this:
And whole lot less like this:
|20 years can be hard on a girl.|
Do other people do this? Do other people have all of the what ifs and could haves until they are defeated and don't want to even try?
This is why I can't ever make any plans, because I talk myself out of everything. I start focusing on the what ifs and the could haves and the next thing you know, I am too late.
|Can she REALLY take care of the Hubs for a week?|
I am gonna get to BlogHer.
I just might be kinda squishy. I might not be knocked up (because I am so old). I can promise you that I will be on a budget.
But I'm gonna get there.