As some of you may be aware I attended BlogHer this past July. And as great as that was it really doesn’t compare to what I experienced last weekend. BlogHer can be overwhelming and a bit impersonal. Being able to meet thirty something bloggers, one on one, as opposed to a cattle call of 1,500 bloggers, well you get where I’m coming from. Last weekend was amazing.
Now I know it’s going to appear that I’ve gotten some brownie mix on my nose just before slipping the pan in the oven but here goes. I met Adam in July and again at his party. I really don’t know him, but I am in awe. He has been blogging for over five years and he is always, ALWAYS, entertaining. (Hold on a sec while I grab a tissue to get this brown shit out of my nostrils.) His sarcasm, sophomoric humor, wit, honesty and loyalty blow me away. And to top it off, he and his wife go and host an amazing Halloween party. (Wait while I wipe this damn brownie batter off my nose again. Damn! Who threw the nuts in this batch?) The amount of planning, creativity, time and money involved is, uh, let me be redundant, amazing.
So without further ado, here are a few of the photos I took at the party. You can also look at all the pics uploaded on his Flikr here.
Me and Fraughter.
Me and Fraughter with Sheila.
Le.Sombre and his Lovely Wife.
Former blogger Allison and her husband Pete. I love me some Allison and Pete!
Kim. Alabamy, here I come. Besides wanting to see Kim again, I want to say ‘yall’ and not get looked at funny. Oh, and I challenged my husband to get rid of that red eye in PhotoShop.
Ren and his wife Marci. “Ren, I’ve formed an attachment to you too…but I just think of Ren & Stimpy when I hear your name and Marci is not a ‘Stimpy.”
Miss Britt. Yeah, got to meet her again. I’m so sitting at the cool table, right? Seriously love her blog and her as a person. She reminds me of my Fraughter.
Karl and his posse…hey, shouldn’t there be a green chick?
Heather and her husband. Geez guys, cool costumes but it sucks to be you when Mother Nature calls.
This group actually made their costumes. Way cool!
Oh, and thanks to Ren and others I have proof of my daughter doing Scary-oke! (She’s going to kill me for posting these, but well, Welcome to the Jungle…and Low Places!
The aftermath at Dennys…at about 3:00 a.m.
Did I mention that we had to wake up before seven and when Kim came banging on our door with a wake up call I chased her down the hall and tapped her on the head and yelled, “Snooze!, Wake us up again in ten minutes!”, she just called me a bitch and said get the fuck up. Well I did and she did and I love her.
Looking forward to next year’s party. My fraughter already told me she’s in. Let’s see if I can suck her into the blogosphere in the mean time.
Adam, thanks again for an amazingly awesome time.