A Meeting of Bloggers

Today’s post is courtesy of Jill, who authors the fabulous blog, Scary Mommy.  She’s grand, people. I was totally a brazen asshat brave and asked if she would mind coordinating my 35th birthday party while I was in Washington DC since I was drowning in so many details I had gray matter oozing out of my nose.

It was LOVELY. Everyone was so kind and some people drove long ways to get there and I just couldn’t NOT post about something so cool. I have a lot going on this week and this guest post really helps me out. (Besides, how cool is it that you can whip an intro on a Saturday night, send it to someone and let them publish it later in the week? It’s like making a casserole ahead of time only WAY less fattening.)

Besides, I think that the night would be better told from Jill’s point of view.

Ya know…in case you are curious what it’s like meeting me.

‘Cause I am super important n’ stuff**

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What can I say about meeting Loralee?

Hers was one of the first blogs I started following, so I was thrilled when I saw her familiar face in the crowd. It’s always wonderful when you feel an in-person connection with people you know just through a computer screen, and Loralee is every bit as magnetic and full of life as you would hope. Meeting her was a highlight of the night.

Or, at least it was to me, way back in July at Blogher. Apparently, though, I didn’t make much of an impression because she seemed to think we met for the first time at her birthday dinner last week.

{Whoops.}

Leading up to the dinner I was torn between playing dumb and never acknowledging our previous meeting or calling her out on it. If I played dumb, what if she suddenly remembered? But, I didn’t want to make her feel badly telling her we’d met. It was more funny than anything, and given the blur that isBlogher, totally understandable. Oh, the decision I had to make.

The moment I saw her, I fessed up. Loralee is one of those people who makes you just open up and I simply had no choice. Turns out another dinner guest, Sarah, had met Loralee before but had no recollection. And I couldn’t remember any of the other guests’ names despite having corresponded with them for weeks.

{Whoops.}

(Loralee here. Dude. I am such a dork. And I was on huge amounts of painkillers at BlogHer. If it helps I also TOTALLY DIDN’T RECOGNIZE SWEETNEY AT BLOGHER, EITHER. THE MOST RECOGNIZABLE PERSON, UM, EVER. AND WHO IS ALSO A FRIEND. AND THAT PRETTY MUCH SAVED MY BLOGGING LIFE LAST YEAR. AND I ASKED HER HER NAME! AND THEN PROCEEDED TO TELL HER, “DUDE! YOU ARE SOOOOO TINY THIS YEAR!” I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE SAID, “HEY! YOU WERE TOTALLY JABBA THE HUTESQUE AT BLOGHER ‘08!!!  AND…Yay. I am a winner. AND my reaction to finding out my embarrassing faux pas with Jill? “DID I MENTION THE DRUGS???!!! Seriously, everyone wants to be me. Heh.)

Apparently, this is an occupational hazard to being a blogger. The computer just seems to gobble up those brain cells and erase those very important details. At least we’re all in it together and understand. It’s those non-bloggers you need to worry about offending!

Loralee, it was just fabulous meeting you. Both times…

And your readers/family? Pure awesomeness. Sue from Laundry for Six, who clearly knows you best of all, actually bring a can of Diet Coke, Sarah from the Goon Squad, with the gorgeous voice, the hilarious Kristin from Mommy Needs a Cocktail, the very gifted Laurie from Laurie Writes, the insanely talented Erin from Grad School Knitter, and Supa Dupa Fresh, from Fresh Widow, my soon-to-be new neighbor. I hope.

It was a pleasure to meet you all. I hope to see you again, soon…  Maybe we’ll even remember each other’s names. :)

**(For that one weenie in the back who always takes everything said online WAY too seriously? I was KIDDING.)