Adele Enersen is a genius. She's on maternity leave and for fun she creates these little dreamworlds while her little one is napping. Mila's Daydreams is a must must must visit.
Yep, that's my badge envelope. Here we go!
Blogher '10. It's in NYC so I have absolutely no excuse not to attend. I'm both thrilled and terrified. Me, in a giant room filled with women? Highly opinionated and extremely talented women? This is not necessarily what I'd call a comfortable situation. However, I do think I'm excited enough to overcome my fears and will brave the conference alone, leaving with handfuls of new friends, photographs, swag and contacts.
Or die.
I've been trying to kind of ignore it the last few weeks because facing this is facing my own silly insecurities. I know I'm not the only one with these feelings, but that doesn't make them any less... ooky. I mean, I'm outgoing enough, but... this a huge group of WOMEN. Let's face it sisters, we can be a little harsh sometimes. It's what makes us special and extremely intimidating.
So like, what if I'm the worst blogger/artist/photographer there? What if I don't meet anyone? What if I let the awkward take over and I hide in a corner the entire time? What if I ask a dumb question? What if I don't ask any questions at all? What if I do something to embarrass myself, like make an incredibly lame joke or spill my drink? What if... people make fun of me?
Oh the horrors!
Honestly, when I put it all out like that, it just seems ridiculous, doesn't it? Who cares. I mean, really. Who gives a shit about any of that? This is about a new experience and meeting people I would never normally have the chance to shake hands with. In fact, if I really walked in with all those silly fears, it just means I'm being as judgmental as I fear others will be to me, right?
So, who else is going? Let's be Blogher pals. I've got an arsenal of terrible jokes to tell you.
Or die.
I've been trying to kind of ignore it the last few weeks because facing this is facing my own silly insecurities. I know I'm not the only one with these feelings, but that doesn't make them any less... ooky. I mean, I'm outgoing enough, but... this a huge group of WOMEN. Let's face it sisters, we can be a little harsh sometimes. It's what makes us special and extremely intimidating.
So like, what if I'm the worst blogger/artist/photographer there? What if I don't meet anyone? What if I let the awkward take over and I hide in a corner the entire time? What if I ask a dumb question? What if I don't ask any questions at all? What if I do something to embarrass myself, like make an incredibly lame joke or spill my drink? What if... people make fun of me?
Oh the horrors!
Honestly, when I put it all out like that, it just seems ridiculous, doesn't it? Who cares. I mean, really. Who gives a shit about any of that? This is about a new experience and meeting people I would never normally have the chance to shake hands with. In fact, if I really walked in with all those silly fears, it just means I'm being as judgmental as I fear others will be to me, right?
So, who else is going? Let's be Blogher pals. I've got an arsenal of terrible jokes to tell you.
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It's no big surprise that things like blogging fall by the wayside in the summertime. We're all so busy living and enjoying life that there's hardly anytime to write about it, nevermind actually reading. I remind myself that this is not a bad thing, but also realize I could be more forthcoming about my daily antics and general tom-foolery.
I've spent a LOT of time with my family this summer. And by family I mean those two no-goodniks up there. That'd be my cousin on the left and brother on the right having a tickle fight on a picnic bench in the park. What better place for a tickle fight?
Sadly I haven't been very good at documenting everything. I made a commitment to change that last weekend, so do keep your eyes peeled for more. On second thought, that's gross. Don't peel your eyes. Just keep stopping by.
I've spent a LOT of time with my family this summer. And by family I mean those two no-goodniks up there. That'd be my cousin on the left and brother on the right having a tickle fight on a picnic bench in the park. What better place for a tickle fight?
Sadly I haven't been very good at documenting everything. I made a commitment to change that last weekend, so do keep your eyes peeled for more. On second thought, that's gross. Don't peel your eyes. Just keep stopping by.
Continue reading - Can ya dig it?
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This week I have seen 2 sunrises (as in I didn't go to bed before the sun was in the sky), a dixie land band, had dinner at 3 new places, played frisbee in the park at night, went to a Coney Island Cyclones game, had two photo shoots, went to a variety show, etc... and now the 4th of July weekend is upon us. Good grief.
It feels so good to finally get out and create my own adventures. I'm pretty sure even in the last 5 years I can't top the things I've done this week. I'm on a roll.
However, I am also insanely behind on the rest of my life. Remember a few weeks ago when I talked about balancing priorities? Yeah, I need to revisit that. I'll accept calling June my month off to fool around and pick up July with a clean slate.
The good news is, all this running around has given me some interesting ideas for new articles. Now I just gotta squeeze the time in to write them up.
Thanks for you patience while I turn my life around.
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