Much fun was had by all

We’re in the process of packing up the van so we can head back home (well, if I want to be totally honest, Kile is packing the van while I nurse Evie so she’ll sleep on the road).

It’s a bit later start than we’d usually like, but sometimes these things can’t be helped.

We had a great time this weekend. I got a LOT of knitting done, Harry worked on a lot of Cub Scout stuff with his uncle and cousins, Evie had an utterly fabulous birthday party and Liam threatened to send each and every one of us to the funny farm. All in all, I’d say it was a sucess.

Now we have a good five hour road trip ahead of us (lots more knitting!) before we’re back home. I’m always anxious to move forward; once the decision is made to go, I don’t like to dawdle.

At any rate, it’s about time to go. You all be good while I’m traveling, you hear?

Catching Up Via Pictures

Okay, so I have been a really, really, REALLY bad blogger.  Apparently once you miss one day of posting, it becomes insanely easy to miss MANY days of posting.  Of course, I did have the sorta excuse of being out of town all weekend. But… Still.  I should be better.

The good thing about being lazy blogger for a few days is that I have some stuff to talk about. So let’s see… where to start…

Plumish That there yarn I dyed looks almost professional.  Go me! I plan to do some more. This was achieved via Kool Aid, and no, it doesn’t make it sticky.  I’m going to try some Wilton’s food dye next, as I’ve heard that can come out pretty neat too.

IMG_0128 The Britax has landed!  It arrived just in time, on Thursday night, for our trip to San Jose on Friday.  The last I mentioned the Great Car Seat Decision of 2009, there was some expressions of incredulity at the price of a Britax carseat.  I know they’re expensive.  But I also know that expense is very much worth it to us.  With Harry, we had to save money and get a more inexpensive carseat.  I’ve had both kinds, and believe me, the Britax is WORTH IT.  Part of it is because it is soooooo much easier to install these properly and therefore more safely.  And the kids are a lot more comfortable in them.  And this particular seat we got will allow us to leave Liam harnessed until he’s 80lbs and used as a booster until 100lbs.  After all the videos I’ve seen on YouTube about toddlers in accidents where they aren’t harnessed?  YEAH.  No-brainer.  And?  We know they’ll last until we don’t need carseats anymore, which counts for a lot, because they’re quality made. Don’t knock them till you try them!  (Which isn’t to say that some less expensive seats aren’t safe, but you can never convince me that they’re as easy or as comfortable.  Trust me.  I’ve tried them ALL.)

IMG_0131 A diaper that, can you believe it, I don’t want.  I ended up selling this.  Ah well.  It paved the way for a diaper that I wanted more so in the end, it was all for the best.

Yarn! (PixUp) Look at all that yarn!  It was sent to me so I could knit some lovely things for some lovely people.  So sadly, it’s not MY yarn, but I do get to play with it.  I think I want to marry it.  LOL.  And even MORE came yesterday.  I’m a busy, busy girl!

IMG_0135 Yeah, there was snow on the summit when we drove over the mountain.  It was pretty!  And thankfully, not on the road!  It’s snowing here on and off today but nothing much is sticking.  C’est la vie.  So much for winter, eh?

IMG_0137 Liam and Evie had a good time at my parents’ house.  Evie enjoyed having another set of people to fawn over and her and to flirt with.  And Liam enjoyed the attention and the new surroundings to explore.  This was a rare moment where they both stopped their adventuring to watch a cartoon together.  It lasted approximately .15 seconds.

IMG_0143 This was also taken at my parents’ house.  It’s not that the brotherly love exhibited in this photo is that rare, but the PEACE is.  Notice: Harry is not climbing over the back of the couch and bellowing like a hellfiend and Liam is not screaming and running out of the frame.  I’ll take it.

IMG_0177 This is being knit from some of that yarn in the picture before.  I did most of this in the car to and from San Jose.  I tell you what, knitting is the PERFECT car activity because it makes the time just FLY by.  Anyhow, these are being knit for a wonderful gal who contacted me on Etsy.  And the yarn was doing a thing called “pooling” up near the top but I tried what I could to minimize it’s effects.  I hope to have these done in another day or so.

IMG_0148 Harry with two of his favorite things.  Pup and Rock Band.  And, oh yeah, he’s going to need braces.  GREAT.

IMG_0149 Liam got this hard hat with a construction truck set my parents got him as a gift.  He comes over to me about 10 times a day to ask me to put it on his head.

IMG_0163 I love when he does this.  He always carries that nasty dolphin around by the tail and when he’s feeling tender or mellow, he’ll rub the dolphin’s tale against his cheek.  It makes my heart swell when I see him do it and for a small moment in time, I can forget that the rest of the time he’s a tornado on legs.

IMG_0171-Edit And I’m finisheing with ME!  I’ve taken in the last day or so to putting my hair in pigtails.  It’s not quite long enough yet on the sides for a ponytail and the pig tails are both adorable (if I do say so myself) and keep my hair out of my face.  Bonus!  And no, I don’t have any idea why I have a pair of toddler socks in my front pocket.  I didn’t notice that until I was developing the picture in Lightroom.  D’oh!

En Route

It just figures that the FIRST time we try to leave town and go anywhere, it snows. And rains. We’ve had nothing but mild, temperate weather for WEEKS now. I’ve wanted snow fir AGES. And now we’ve got some. You know, when we want to drive over Donner Summit.

That sounds about right.

So we’re gonna be down in The Ho for a few days. I’ll try to post but I may be too busy. Plus, I have a LOT of knitting to do. Did you know that’s an excellent car trip activity?


You didn’t think i would forget to post today, did you?  Not after being conscientious enough to post every single day while we were in Elko using nothing more than my (supa-cool) iPhone?  Of course not!  But I wanted to post some pictures of what your average road trip between Elko and Reno looks like.  And of course I couldn’t just upload pictures STRAIGHT FROM THE iPHONE (because surely it didn’t work this last weekend).  So I had to wait until I got home and then I had to futz with the pictures in Lightroom (which wanted to be updated first).  And we needed dinner.  And now the kids want to go to bed.  So this is actually taking a lot longer than I expected.  Whoops.  Anyhow… here goes.  Be prepared for a lot of BROWN (and water, as it was a rather wet day here in Nevada).

Road Work
When ISN’T there road work going on in Nevada??

Traveling Beetoe
My traveling companion

Nevada Landscape
See? Lots of brown.

Common Sight
And lots of trucks.

Down the hill
Getting closer to Winnemucca

Winnemucca McDonald's
We ALWAYS stop here for a break. ALWAYS.

Lots of little raindrops on the windshield today.

Chilled out
Liam is content with his stuffed animals, sippy cup and cars.


True Midpoint
This truck stop is almost exactly halfway between Elko and Reno.

Snowy Mountains

This “building” looks more and more rundown each time we travel past it. Someday I’ll imagine it won’t be there anymore.

Once again… lots of trucks

Peeking Sun
This was the first and last time we saw the sun today.

I see the Sierras!
Our first glimpse of the Sierra Mountains since last week.

Reno, at last!
Yay! We can see Reno!

One last stretch
And up the interstate towards home… at last!

I get so emotional

(For the record, I’m still mourning the loss of my x, g and u keys.  If you see one of those letters missing in my post, don’t say I didn’t warn you.  Oh, and the “shift” key is also a little wonky.)

Today is a frenetic day at the Slackermama household.  We’re packing up and leaving early this afternoon for a long weekend in Elko.  (Which reminds me… why is Veteran’s Day on TUESDAY this year and not Monday??)  I’m not taking my laptop with me, since the poor thing would probably spontaneously combust if I exposed it to any more stress.  Kile will have his laptop that I’ll be able to use if need be and I’ll of COURSE have my phone with me.  If I don’t fall off the NaBloPoMo wagon altogether, then there might just be some very short entries or entries compose entirely of images so be prepared.  I don’t know what the iPhone internet coverage is like in Elko, after all, and there might be no 3G or Edge to speak of.  Still, I’ll have my in-laws wireless so that’s SOMETHING.

On top of the cleaning and packing and laundry and packing and packing, I had a parent-teacher conference with Harry’s 3rd grade teacher this morning.  It went just about as I expected it would.  Harry is doing GREAT academically, testing at the top of his class in both Reading and Math.  Socially and emotionally, however… not so great.  He’s very sensitive and is prone to overreacting.  He also has problems with other kids and often takes disappointments and small diagreements far too personally.  She says that barely a day goes by that Harry doesn’t cry about something.  She did say that he has improved in the last month or so.  I told her not to hesitate to call me if she has any concerns.  Though, I’m not sure what I could do as we’ve dealt with the same issues here at home.  He’s a very rigid, very sensitive, very emotional little boy.

He’s not going to be little for much longer, either.  In fact, Monday he turns 9 years old.  NINE YEARS OLD.  I can hardly believe it.  I see pictures of him as a small boy, as a baby, and I just boggle at the boy he has become.  These 9 years have passed so quickly.  It makes me wonder what the next 9 years will hold.  Because 9 more years is about all we have with him.  Then he’ll be going to college and leaving us behind.

Happy Boy

Okay, NOW I’m depressed!  On that happy note… wish us happy travels!  I’ll let you know how the trip goes as soon as I can.

Virginia City with the In-Laws

As I mentioned last week, my in-laws came to stay with us on Thursday.  Luckily, we were able to get the house pretty much under control by then.  And I feel I should probably say again (though I have said it before) that I get along great with my in-laws.  I am really lucky in that regard.  So when they said they would be going to Virginia City on Friday afternoon and asked if me and the kids wanted to go along, well, sure I did!

I’d only been to Virginia City once before.  Kile and I had gone up for the day once when Harry was just a baby.  So I was interested to go back and see if it was like I remembered.  It’s an interesting town.  The entire village is a historical monument and is filled with Civil War Era homes and buildings and while there is a lot there that is falling down around the knees, it’s also got a lot of character.  It’s also VERY touristy.  For instance, the first shop we went into was a leather goods store that boasted everything they sold was $20 or less.  No foolin’!  (I almost bought a purse there.)

There are people who are paid to dress up in period-style costumes and walk the streets, talking to tourists and posing for pictures.  There’s a horse-drawn carriage for rides, a trolly car that drives around the various historical landmarks and more saloons in a one mile radius than I think I’ve ever seen before in my life.  Not only are there a lot of saloons, but there’s a lot of CANDY.  There are several shops devoted entirely to ice cream, candy, fudge or whatever else.  Most of the candy and fudge is made on the premises and I couldn’t resist getting a 1/2 pound of sinful peanut brittle for Kile.  We stopped for ice cream cones and Harry’s eyes about fell out of his head.  That was the highlight of his day, perhaps even his week.   The cones were amazing and even Liam loved sharing my strawberry cheesecake ice cream with me.

The kids were actually pretty well-behaved.  We left after a couple hours and drove back through Carson City on our way to Reno.  I sat in the back of my in-laws truck, between the two car seats and if I wasn’t getting smacked by Liam, I was getting clawed by Evie.  We had to pull off the road at one point so I could feed Evie, and I was impressed that she’d gone as long as she had before wanting to eat.  We met up with Kile and my sister-in-law’s family who had just gotten to town and had dinner at the Olive Garden.  Needless to say, it was a LONG day.  But fun was had and isn’t that the point?

While you wait!
This is the place to get a beaver felt custom made hat while you wait

Bell Tower
Lots of museums in this town too.  But oh, the brick is so pretty.

For Brit
I saw this and thought of a particular someone.

Ponderosa Saloon
Harry desperately had to use the bathroom so we stopped at this saloon to use their facilities.  They had lots of grisly paintings on the wall.  Like this one.

An absolutely gorgeous church.

Harry got busted.  Interestingly enough, they let him keep his ice cream cone.

Do I buy it?  Not for all the gold in Virginia City.

The view goes on and on
Quite the view.

Main Street, Virginia City
It really is a cute little town.  I’d like to have a decent camera and spend a day there sometime.

She had fun
Evie enjoyed herself too.

Day Trip With The In-Laws

I haven’t had much computer time today, but here is a little peek at what I’ve been up to with my in-laws today. I’ll follow with more pictures and the rest of the story soon. I know you’re all probably waiting with bated breath. (is it too late to insert sarcasm?). I’m writing this on my iPhone in the back of my in-laws truck, squeezed between two car seats (and subsequently trapped), with Liam screaming in my ear so I had better cut this short. Mwah!

BlogHer 08: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

Before I get into what will most certainly be a long-winded and winding post, I want to say ahead of time that the people this year at BlogHer were fabulous.  And that it really looks like a lot of people had a really awesome time.  I had my own little set of issues this year but even so, there was a lot to love this year (even though the title of this post might suggest the contrary).

The Good

  • The Westin is a tip-top sort of hotel.  The room… it was FABLOUS.  I wish I had taken pictures.  It was beautiful.  White sheets, white bedspread, 10 foot ceilings, recessed paneling, floor length windows, sparkling chandeliers, glass doorknobs, plasma tv… it was plush, plush, PLUSH.  Easily the nicest hotel I think I’ve ever stayed in.  I loved that room.  And the Heavenly Bed?  Was not an exaggeration.  It was HEAVENLY.  I think I died in that bed.
  • The childcare.  KiddieCorps really did a great job with the kids.  Liam had a BLAST over there and I don’t think he missed us one tiny bit while he was in there.  They had games, movies, snacks… and a pretty much endless supply of chocolate milk.  They even took Liam down to meet GROVER (which his no-count mother couldn’t even manage to do).  When we realized we’d left Liam’s diapers in the valet-parked van, they generously and awesomely told us it was no problem and covered Liam’s diaper-shortage.
  • All the fabulous women that I got a chance to meet or reconnect with.  I’m not going to link them here because I do hope to do a links post at some point in time.  But seriously.  I got some big time warm fuzzies from some of you all and I puffy pink heart every single one of you.  If anything, I’m severely depressed that I didn’t get more time to spend with you, slobbering all over your (fabulous) shoes.
  • The swag.  There was some GREAT swag this year!  I mean, no, I didn’t get any laptop or Wii Fit or cameras or anything like that BUT… I got some great stuff regardless.  My kids loved the stuff that I brought home for them (Harry is a particular fan of the Magic 8 Ball and the bracelet/zip drive from PBS Kids).  I haven’t even had a real good chance to go through it all and see what all is there, but I love the tote bag and the Zazzle suite (where we could drop off what we didn’t want, pick up what others don’t want, etc) was a GREAT idea.  Since I didn’t need to worry about packing restrictions this year, I stopped by there and grabbed some extra goodies.  I even managed to get a go at the “Swag Suite” before we left and got all sorts of nifty stuff up there too.  And even then, I know I only got a small portion of the swag available this year.  It was amazing.  God bless the swag!
  • The Community Keynote.  So I may not have been able to go to a lot of sessions or do a lot of fun things at BlogHer this year (I missed the CheeseburgHer Party too!), but I did make most of the Community Keynote and it was AWESOME.  It was the single-most inspiring moment of the conference for me.  Listening to all those awesome women read their awesome blog posts aloud in front of that jam-packed room really brought it home to me WHY I do what I do with this blog.  What it’s all about, and how my little blog posts can change my life (if not anyone elses).  I laughed, I cried…  it was all kinds of awesome and I hope they do this every year from here on out.

The Bad

  • The food.  Now, I hate to complain because most everything was just awesome, but the food this year pretty much sucked.  I know I’m not the only one who thought so.  There was more than one grumble about the lack of bacon in the morning (it was more of a continental breakfast than anything else) and the lunches were pre-packaged sandwhiches or salads.  The only problem with that being that they disappeared like freakin’ HOTCAKES.  Apparently.  The first day, Evie was a ticking time bomb after my session finished so I had to take her up to the room to nurse her and hopefully get her to lay down and nap for a while.  By the time I was finished woo-ing her to sleep and got downstairs, the last of the lunches had been passed out.  GAH.  Thankfully, some awesome women took pity on me and took me out for a hamburger.  Otherwise, I may have very well starved to death.  I heard good things about the snacks, but the meals left something to be desired.
  • The “Lactation Lounge” was about a joke.  Seriously, it was a room with a round table and some chairs.  They had water bottles and glasses, at least, but the set up was not very inspiring for us lactate-rs.  The doors were also wide open all the time so if anyone was feeling particularly modest or had an easily distracted child, it wasn’t very private or quiet either.  Maybe next year they could have a sofa or glider or something?
  • The Westin was a pretty confusing place.  Shoot, they handed us maps of the place and I could still barely find my way around.  It took me half of the first day to even find out where all the mommy blogging sessions were at because I kept thinking that they were on the third floor when in fact they were on the first floor.  Seriously, I’m good at directions and reading maps and looking at the map on our agenda often made it HARDER for me to find where I was going.
  • Temperatures.  And this is inside the Westin, mind you.  One minute it would be freezing, the next it would be stuffy and stifling.  You never knew what you were going to get. (For the record, the lactation lounge was pretty much always FREEZING.)  There didn’t seem to be much rhyme or reason to it either.  Maybe someone else has some insight?
  • PARKING.  OMG.  We wouldn’t have had to leave early if it hadn’t been for the parking situation.  Perhaps next year find out if there is a way to include overnight parking in the cost of the room?  Or warn us ahead of time that it isn’t included?  Because finding out the next day that it cost us $50 to have our van valet parked overnight even though we were hotel guests was pretty crappy.  And a huge part of the reason we ended up leaving early.  Even better, work out a deal ahead of time with the hotel where conference participants can either check out later or at least keep their vehicles there later.  That would have been UBER helpful.  I know this is S.F. and parking is at a premium, but STILL.
  • I didn’t hand out nor recieve NEAR as many business cards as I would have liked.  DANGIT.  EVERY YEAR it’s the same old story.  Next year, I want a bag I have to drag home overflowing with other people’s business cards.  I’m so not even kidding.

The Ugly

  • There wasn’t a lot that was ugly this year.  NO, I’M SERIOUS.  No one was a total ass, that I know of.  No one was mean or rude or awful to me (that I know of).
  • In fact, the only thing ugly was me not meeting everyone I wanted to meet.  I’m still excited by all the people I actually DID meet (Redneck MommyBackpacking Dad! Boobs, Injuries and Dr. PepperKristen from Better Now!) but so sad by the ones that I didn’t (far too many to mention here and if I do it’s only going to make me feel depressed again).

So that’s it.  I think.  I’m almost certain that I’m leaving all sorts of stuff out here.  It really was an amazing trip and my head is still swimming with it all.  I wish I could have stayed there several more days at least and just soaked it all in.  Elisa, Jory and Lisa all put on a FABULOUS event.  And I truly am grateful that I was able to be a part of it.

Coming up: My session and how people who leave in the middle can make an introvert think she must be a leper AND a big round up of all the cards I received from people including LINKS LINKS LINKS!  Good times will be had by ALL!

BlogHer 08: My Problems, My Issues

I have another post in the works about a bunch of stuff I really loved about the conference.  Which, really, is a lot of stuff.  But I’m having a hard time focusing on it and I think it’s because I have something else I need to talk about first before I can get into all the “SQUEE” stuff.  I think if I don’t talk about my suck-ass self, then nothing else is going to come out as genuine, you know?

I don’t think I took a lot of my own advice about this particular BlogHer conference.  I think I let my introversion and insecurity get the better of me.  Of course, I did do a lot better than I did two years ago.  I actually approached people that I knew.  Like Loralee and Crunchy Carpets and Carly and Rhi.  I said hi and gushed all over Y from Joy, Unexpected.  BUT, I rode in an elevator with Her Bad Mother and Sweetney and I didn’t even say hi.  I exchanged some pleasantries with Julie from mothergoodmouse and I didn’t even introduce myself.

I guess I figured they didn’t want to know who I was.  I think I figured I didn’t fall on their radar and if I said anything, they would figure I was some annoying cling-on loser or something.  Which, you know, who are we kidding?  I pretty much am.  As is evidenced by my slobbering all over Carly and Rhi and Loralee whenever I got a chance.  But really, WHAT WAS STOPPING ME?  Nothing.  Not a damn thing.

Okay, *I* was stopping me.

There was no drama, no high school revisited.  I didn’t attend enough of the conference (*snort*) to witness or hear of any bad ju ju going down.  Any problem I had introducing myself to anyone was my problem and mine alone.  Because I’m a giant, flaming nerd.

I also need to discuss Friday night.  Because Friday night I was pretty much a big wet, hot mess.  The day hadn’t gone as I had planned.  No fault of BlogHer, but more of a fault of EVIE.  The poor dear wouldn’t relax out at the conference.  The noise, the energy of the women there just jangled her nerves.  Forget nursing her there, she would not focus on it.  Bouncing her worked for about 5 nanoseconds.  The best I could do with her was put her in the sling I was using and bounce up and down.  But If I stood still or sat down?  She would wake up right away and S-C-R-E-A-M.  Sorta like she did during the Community Keynote until I finally had to admit defeat and slink out of the room during the last round of bloggers.

I got up to the room and pretty much just dissolved.  We found out we had left Liam’s diapers in the van which had been valet parked and so we had no diapers for him.  STRESS.  Evie was having a hard time coming down off her stimulation high.  STRESS.  What were we going to do for dinner?  STRESS.  Kile ended up grabbing some Quizno’s sandwhiches and bringing them back to the room while I nursed Evie.  I ate, shot off a quick post, nursed Evie again and fell asleep.  At, like, 9pm.

*hangs head*

Of course, somewhere in there I also broke down into tears because Evie was rashy and upset and I was tired and I was missing all the fun and I skipped two session that day and FOR WHAT and what were we going to do when checkout happened at 12 the next day?  STRESS. Oh, and I wasn’t taking hardly ANY pictures because the camera was in the laptop bag and I quickly found out that I couldn’t carry the laptop bag AND Evie around so when I had her, I didn’t have the laptop or the camera and so I took NO pictures.  STRESS.

BLAH.  I mean, there were gals out there getting down on the dance floor and having a great old time and then there was ME, going to bed early.  Who wants to hear about me?  Am I right?  Of course, knowing that I was being such a downer was making it WORSE.

I walked down to breakfast the next morning feeling pretty bad.  Here were all these happy, shiny bloggers and there was me who was feeling so sorry for herself she could hardly stand it.  Oh the HUMANITY.  And that’s when I saw Brit and I think I about knocked her over and cried into her beautiful, hand-made bag.  (Seriously, the gal has mad skillz.)  I was so glad to see her.

Of course, then I learned like 10 minutes later that, “Oh hai! We haz to chex-out at 12 and move van out of valet at 2 or pay exhorbitant costs!”  So… yeah.  It became a question of whether or not we should try to find somewhere cheaper to store the car for a couple hours or just go back to San Jose in defeat.  Then there was the matter of what Kile would do all afternoon without a “home base” and Evie had been resistant to nursing anywhere else but the silence of our room and surely this would mean she would go thermonuclear.

Am I making this more complicated than it needed to be?


Anyhow, I figured that it would probably make more sense to just go.  I probably couldn’t get much out of any sessions with Evie with me anyhow and I would be worried about Kile and the van… and none of our solution scenarios would account for me being able to go to the Macy’s party which is what I REALLY wanted in the first place.  So… back to San Jose it was.

Of course, this depressed the heck out of me.  I just didn’t see any other reasonable solution.  I was able to get to one last session, the one on Commercialization in the Momosphere.  I wanted to go because it’s a topic I’m interested in and I wanted to say hi to Kristen who was speaking and also co-runs the Parent Bloggers Network.  I got to attend the session, but didn’t get to say hi because it ran over a touch and Kile called me to let me know he was checking out and needed my room key.  FRICK.  So, whatever.

We met Cagey and Brit for lunch which was kinda nice (and I actually GOT lunch for a change) (long story) before we picked up Liam from childcare (OMG, they were so nice there) and then on to valet to retrieve our automobile.  SIGH.  We were leaving BlogHer, heads not quite hanging in shame, but not exactly held high either.  Driving out of San Fransisco, I felt pretty sad.  There were SO MANY WOMEN that I wanted to meet or connect with and just didn’t get a chance.  I didn’t even SEE them.  Of course, not really a surprise considering I only attended one other session other than the one I spoke at.

(OY.  My session.  I’ll talk more about that soon, I promise.  The short of it: went well but still agonize over the hemmorage of the audience.)

I went to no parties, very few sessions, I didn’t really get to visit every sponsor table like I normally would have liked to.  I didn’t have ONE SINGLE alcoholic drink the entire time.  THERE IS SOMETHING INHERENTLY WRONG WITH THAT.  I missed the damned Macy’s party which I was hoping to be able to stop into if for no other reason than to buy a copy of “Sleep is for the Weak” and get it signed by all the bloggers.  Ask Kile, that is probably the one thing I moaned about for the rest of the weekend more than anything else.  I wanted that book.  I wanted it signed.  I AM SAD.  (Does anyone know if there were/are/will be any signed copies for sale?  Wouldn’t replace actually getting one all signed myself, but I still want one.)

Do/Did I feel sorry for myself?  Yes.  Still do.  Do I blame anyone else for any of it?  Nope.  I couldn’t.  If I didn’t have the best time while at BlogHer, it was because of me and other circumstances that couldn’t really be avoided.  Yes, since then I’ve thought of many ways we could have handled partiuclar issues far better than we did.  But… too late for that!

I will go into more details and talk about fun stuff, embarassing stuff, stupid stuff, bad stuff, etc and so forth… but I had to get all this off my chest first.  Heck, this already took the better part of a day to post (started this at about 4pm).  But anyhow.  I don’t want any of you feel you need to post a comment or whatever so I turned the comments off.  I’m just putting this out there, getting it off my chest, so I can move on to the happier stuff.

Thoughts inspired by road trip songs

We finally traveled home to Reno this afternoon.  By the time we left, I was in a rather MOOD, if you didn’t notice.  Leaving San Fransisco and BlogHer the way we did, was rather stressful and was really starting to take it’s toll on me.  I’m hoping that tomorrow I get a good chance to write about the whole thing in my standard wrap-up post.  Not to be confused with my standard link post which will include all links to all the business cards I gathered.  I’ll be doing that too, but maybe not until Tuesday.  Yes, you’re just going to have to be patient.

I can say that I’m rather glad I didn’t have to fly because it sounds like people are having a HELL of a time with delayed/cancelled/etc flights.  I would probably have had an anuerism.

Ahem, I’m totally getting off track here, aren’t I?

Listening to the MP3s on my cell phone on the way home (piped through the car’s stereo, of course), I had some thoughts that I felt I needed to share with you all.  Because this is my blog and I can do whatever I want.

  • Bad Medicine” is my favorite-est Bon Jovi song EVAH.  Closely followed by “Livin’ on a Prayer” and “Wanted Dead or Alive” (in that order), but still.  It’s the best.  Hands down.
  • I miss “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” so bad.  And I still love love love the musical episode, especially the song “Walk Through the Fire“.
  • Wynonna Judd’s “Testify to Love” STILL gives me chills.
  • According to my 8 year old, “Enter Sandman” is cool because it’s a “Rock Band” song (and pretty much for no other reason).
  • Even though I’m no great fan of the Dixie Chicks, “Not Ready to Make Nice” makes me wanna pump my fist in the air.  You go, girls!
  • Anywhere” is the best song by Evanescence, without a doubt.  I don’t care to entertain arguments to the contrary, either.
  • How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat your meat??
  • I pretty much pink puffy heart love the entire Moulin Rouge soundtrack and don’t care who knows it. (Especially this song right here. Oh, and this one too.)
  • We listen to a pretty freakin’ strange variety of music.

And there you have it.  TIME FOR BED.