A whirl

I am sososososo tired that I cannot come up with much that is coherent. (That can’t have anything to do with the fact that I began my day at 3:30 AM, can it?) Suffice it to say that Blogher is big and LOUD and a mob scene. And fun. Very, very fun.

My roomies are lovely. We didn’t hang together the entire time, but we met up at various times during the day. It was really nice in that mob to have a smaller more familiar group to return to. (Nevermind that we only met in real life earlier that day.) Well, actually Shannon and Melanie and Christine all live in the very same town and have been good buds for years. But they very graciously included me in their little circle and made me feel at home. Their cute mid-West not-quite-southern Oklahoma accents sound sweetly familiar to me, since I grew up in Missouri. I guess after living 25 years in Idaho, that had slipped away from my speech– they said I sound Canadian, almost. But after a day of chatting with them, I am finding myself dropping a bit of that whatever-it-is twang back into my own speech.

I am not a true extrovert, but I came determined to mingle. And mingle I did. I was in the zone, people. Just now I went digging through my bag and found 38 blog cards of women that I chatted with. Long conversations in some cases. My voice is literally hoarse from talking so much. But boy, I met some interesting folks.

Probably my dumbest moment of the day came when during the first big session I looked at the next table and spotted someone I knew. I think. Maybe. I kept stealing glances at her, becoming more and more convinced that I actually knew this woman. An Owlhaven reader, maybe? At one point she caught my repeated glances, and I blurted, “I think I know you!”

Never mind that this was in the very middle of a session. (Very smooth, Mary!) She smiled and showed me her nametag, so I showed her mine too. Turns out she is Lindsay from Suburban Turmoil. She is like a rock star in the blogging world. Only a gazillion and one people recognize her by sight. She very graciously smiled and pretended to recognize my blog, though, bless her heart, she’s probably never been here. At which point I smiled weakly and slunk off embarrassed…I guess I should have given her my card, but ah well.

I’ll put a post together in a few days and tell you the other people I got a chance to meet. But now it is nearly midnight San Francisco time and I am ready to drop. Melanie is already snoozing and Christine, Shannon and I are all still typing away, but I am thinking it will be bed soon for me, at least. Tomorrow is another busy day!