Chicago
That’s how it feels in my mind. Lighted. Flashing. Exciting. Frightening. Can’t wait. Except when I kind of don’t want to go because oh my, remember how you can be shy and kind of awkward and, um, sometimes not so good at making conversation? Fun! Or torture. One of the two.
Well, whatever, I am going because I want to meet so many people even if I have nothing to say because I’m a bit socially inept like that.
What am I most worried about? Nothing, really. Everything. I think I’m probably just like you? (Don’t answer that.) I’d really like it if people liked me. You know, me, me, not I-had-five-hours-to-edit-this me. I’d really like it if I didn’t blab on at some session and embarrass myself. I’d really like it if I didn’t sit in a corner in silence at some party and embarrass myself.
Hang on, that’s not all. I have far more specific angst.
1) I hope I’m close to amusing enough to entertain my roommate, even marginally. Actually, I lie. I want her to amuse me with her fabulous one-liners, all weekend. Pressure reversal. Genius. Oh, and I want her to love me. In return, I promise not to hug her. She hates that.
2) I’m very concerned about my total lack of mobile communication capabilities. Brace yourselves. I have a prepaid cell phone for emergencies. That’s it. In this day, I know, shocking. I’m afraid that because no one will be able to tweet/DM/IM/text and/or beam me up Scottie, I won’t know where to go or be able to meet with anyone to go. I’ll feel left out and read a book in my room. Because, ahem, I enjoy reading books and I do not enjoy pulling on my big girl panties and walking into big gatherings A-L-O-N-E. Gulp.
3) Rest at peace, ladies and gentlemen, no one will covet my clothes/bag/computer/shoes/hairstyle or poor complexion. I will be approximately three weeks post partum. Yes, those are my maternity jeans. You might covet my boobs, but only because they will be so full of milk that I won’t be able to breathe. Don’t worry, those beautiful girls have a very limited lifespan, in eight months, it’s back to a flat board with nipples that could poke through steel.
4) I’m afraid someone will judge me for ditching my three-week-old baby to attend. The timing was bad, but I really wanted to make it, without squalling boob attachment. I do breastfeed, and yes, it will be hard. I will absolutely regret it, forever, if I lose my milk or baby refuses to nurse after the conference. But, don’t worry about the wee one. I’ve bought a really good crate and one of those huge hamster water dispensers, which I plan to fill with breast milk before I leave. I jest. I’m leaving all four kids with their father and my mother. Both have successfully cared for children without significant incident in the past. (Which won’t preclude me from shedding tears when my mom calls to tell me that my baby hasn’t eaten in two days.)
I feel some pressure toward additional disclosure. No illusions for the big weekend. Should we hit the big issues now and get them out of the way?
Hugging: Willing. I often go to the wrong side and cause an awkward cheek bump. Fair warning.
Remembering names: Not a chance. My mind is like a steel sieve. I suck. Please call me AnyMommy so that I can squeal CUTIE BOOTY CAKES or MOMMYTIME or VODKAMOM or NORWINDIANS without feeling like a complete idiot.
Pillows: Two, very fluffy, not flat.
Arms or abs: Preferably both, but if I have to choose… Arms. Biceps. Yum.
Leonardo: Not cute, too skinny, too scruffy.
Josh Lucas: Drool.
Spanking: I prefer the term, swatting, ahem, bottoms only.
Obama: So not going there.
Single Payer Plan: Aha. Not there either.
Circumcision: Twice. Watched. Not that traumatic. Am evil, swatting, child abuser.
Drinking: Yes, almost any time.
Dancing: Only after above and it’s not pretty.
Trash TV: Hello! My favorite topic of conversation.
Jon and Kate: Early stuff is hilarious; recent developments are sad; hoopla over water and butt swat are ridiculous.
Miscarriages: Three.
Children: Nearly four, names involve the alphabet, no need to know my kids if I am allowed to be reminded eight times about yours.
Gay marriage: Absolutely.
California S.C. ruling: Correct on the law. (Before you yell at me, I READ that 200 page bad boy. If you haven’t done the same, I respectfully ain’t all that interested in being bashed.) Some of the extreme outrage demonstrates rampant misunderstanding of our, actually brilliant and fairly well functioning, legal system.
Constitutions that can be flippantly amended to reduce/limit fundamental rights: Abhorrent. Come on, California.
Breastfeeding: Love it. Convenient carry along packaging, no refrigeration needed.
Tandem/Cross/Shared/Co-breastfeeding: Sure. Anyone have a baby I can borrow? I hate pumping. Never mind. I’ll be drinking.
Bloggers I’d like to meet, but fear they won’t have time: Maggie, Dammit, Her Bad Mother, Black Hockey Jesus, Velveteen Mind, Room 704 women, Renee and her Cutie Booty, Flotsam, MamaSpohr, Playgroupie.
Bloggers I plan to accost because I feel like I know them but I really don’t and they will be frightened and run: Sweet Life, Growing Up Mo, Maura, Issa, MommyTime, Vodka Mom, Marinka, AMomTwoBoys, MommyGeekology, Norwindians, Heart at Preschool, Backpacking Dad, Just Another Mommy Blog, Ann’s Rants, Carolyn Online, Manic Mommy, Headless Mom, Amy in Ohio, Smart Ass Mom, OHMommy, Bernthis, Amazing Greis. There are more, but I have to stop because I’m scaring myself.
Lawyers: Are for sucks. (Takes one to know one.)
Attachment parenting: Lovely, in theory.
Coke or Pepsi: Pepsi, there’s no contest, Neil. The whole point is the sugar.
SAHM/WAHM/WOHM/CABM*: Though it makes me nervous, I love meeting woman and other moms. I hate acronyms.
*Crazy Ass Blogging Moms
Good Mom/Bad Mom: Sit. Stay. Roll over. Blech. Love your kids? Me too. Make mistakes? Me too.
Favorite fast food: No thanks, I love to eat out, the more local and wonderful the restaurant, the better. I’ve only passed through Chicago. Anyone?
Coffee: Well, some form of caffeine, yes please, every day. Early. Preferably, SB chai tea.
If I wasn't too chicken shit to get on a plane, I'd be there.
When BlogHer makes it to Atlanta (or Jacksonvile, or Orlando, or Savannah, or any other big-ticket city within a five-hour drive of here), I'm so there, and I hope you will be, too. Seeing as how I'm small fries in the blogging community, I most certainly will not be too busy. We can stand on a wall and be awkward together.
I wish I were going – but I'd have to score a ticket and hotel room from someone cancelling at the last minute. That's no problem, peeps! I live in the Detroit area and can DRIVE! Unfortunately, I only started blogging this year and was unfamiliar with what Blogher was all was. I'm sorry I was hesitant.
That being said….I have to admit I'm somewhat, ok, majorly agoraphobic. I can't go to Meijer, Walmart (wouldn't go ANYWAY), Costco or any big place alone. I don't like malls. I shop online. I used to order my groceries over the internet until he took over. True story – ask my husband.
Anyway…..
PEPSI!!!!!!
OMG! I can't wait to see/meet you in Chicago to! You know, if that baby ever decides to make an appearance. LOL
I'll call you Anymommy and you can call me AmazingGreis, I'm totally cool with that.
I'll be your hand holding walk into a party with you buddy if you need one. I don't mind walking in alone, but walking in with someone is always better.
XOXO
Whoah — overload there. :)
I'm impressed you'll be able to leave your child so soon. Here's hoping the pumping (and some dumping?) will be going well for you!
I will also be there, and I promise not to be miffed that you didn't name me in the people you want to meet, but that's ok ;) Have you ordered your business cards yet?
No worries on the lack of a phone. Find a local blogger you like and make local phone calls from your room to see what's up if necessary (ok ok, so I'm local but not pushing me). It'll all be good. Go get in on the Type A mommy and the Cheeseburger parties.
Aaaand… with that "advice" from someone who's never gone and has no idea what she's doing, I'm off. Enjoy BlogHer. Fun. Lots of fun!
I'm not even going to try to address 95% of that. I'm just going to tell you that 1) You can't accost me if I accost you first and 2) You won't need a phone to know what's going on – If you think we'd leave you sitting in your room you're nuttier than a fruitcake. Please; you won't be alone long enough to even crack open that book!
Kym – I would come to Atlanta and drive you myself if I could get away with the extra time!
Pop – That's exactly how I felt last year and I vowed I'd go this year.
Greis – Yay! Hand holding is much welcome.
Michelle – I honestly and truly ;-) didn't know you were going. I'm thrilled. It was by no means an exclusive list!
Maura – xoxoxo.
I'm so new to the blogging world that I recognize like 3 of the bloggers listed. Now I'm never going to go to bed.
you'll have a good time, I did when I went
So, if I can attempt to read through the lines, what you are trying to say is that in real you are boring, and we shouldn't expect much? Right?
I freaking love you. **gointolabor** And you've already met me. And I'm pretty sure I hugged you*. **waterbreaking** It's what I do. I do not remember it being awkward. **contractions** At all.
I've also had the pleasure of meeting MANY of the lovely people listed here (I KNOW! I'm so lucky!). **contractions** Having met you and them, I can tell you that you have NOTHING to worry about. AT ALL. **waterbreaking** It's going to be a blast, and I predict that, unless you want to, you'll spend very little time alone.
*Prepare to be hugged by me again. **gointolabor** You've been warned.
I will cheek bump with you for sure! I can't wait to see you. I feel like I know you so I would NEVER say meet. See you in four weeks.
My sister and I were hoping to get adjoining rooms with you and Marinka. Otherwise we'll be sitting right outside your door waiting for you guys to come out so we can hug Marinka and show her all our vacation/kid recital pictures.
I'm scared shitless too. But luckily I will have my good luck charm with me… my sister.
Jebus, I am nervous NOW that you made a whole list of stuff for me to remember about you!!
FYI everyone: I surprised her on the phone and she was extremely easy to talk to and had NO awkward pauses involved, even with her 3 squawking kids and my 3 squawking kids providing plenty of interruptions the entire time.
And yes. I DID just drop that in to say I am very very cool to have Stacey's phone number. I am insecure like that and must name drop.
Also. I have a pay as you go phone, too. Someone asked me to text them and I had to have it explained. (I understand it now and it IS cool! Very neato. I is cool now.)
How fun is that going to be?
I used to be quite social. Now I am about as exciting as a rock so I doubt I'll ever be attending one of these. Unless I had a hand to hold. And some one to follow around. I'm a loser. Ack!
Once you've had several babies you know leaving a 3 week old isn't any different than leaving a 3 year old or a 13 year old. The baby will be fine, you'll be fine and you'll come home energized to be super mom. (or something like that).
Have fun. Take photos of yourself having fun so you can add to my jealousy.
You are hilarious!
This whole blogging world is so new to me. I'm still maneuvering through it. But I love all the amazing mommy blogs that are out there, and all the incredible woman behind those blogs. I do hope to meet some of these people in the future if I ever make it to a BlogHer conference. I hope to. In the meantime, I look forward to your updates and your very humorous posts.
so jealous. Feeling like I live on an island deep in the southern region of the US and there alone with well, a lot of kids. So theoretically NOT alone. But it would be nice to be hugged by other bloggy moms. Well, awkwardly cheek smashed would be fabulous too.
Asiago is delicious…Zany's comedy club if you have free time :D
Audrey – Resist, resist, don't get sucked in.
Flutter – I'm sorry you won't be there this time around, I'd love to meet you.
Neil – Yes, low expectations. Perfect.
AMomTwoBoys – I love you back, this comment rocks, please god let me have this baby. Can't wait to hug you again!
Sandi – Yay, another person to accost.
Kirsten – Excellent, we can pin her down and force her to review albums for hours ;-)
Tracey – It was delightful to actually talk to you. No need to remember anything. I'll undoubtedly repeat myself when drunk.
Gayle – Wish you were going to be there and, you are right, the baby will survive.
Babeland – I felt exactly like that last year, which is how I screwed up the courage to go this year. I will try to keep you in the loop.
Hezra – Hopefully, we'll get a chance to awkward cheek smash in the future.
I am beyond impressed that you're planning on attending. I live 45 minutes away and could technically do it easily with squalling boob attachment, but I'm limiting myself to a maybe coming up to say hi depending on the space between said baby and BlogHer. So no judgments, only admiration at the fact that you'll have your shit together enough to travel!
Don't know you, just found your blog today
(waving hello right now!)
wish I was going to such a fun event! I would so love something like that! But, I'm not that much of a blogger yet, so no one really knows me or my blog, so… give me another year and maybe I'll be at the next one:) Hopefully it will be in CA or one state over, 'cuz I hate flying!
(I'm looking into international adoption and found your blog on one of the email loops.)
You've got a wonderful family!
I hope you have a brilliant time … and I hope the pumping goes well. Which is what I am currently sitting here trying to do for the first time post-birth… sadly, doesn't seem to be much there. Again.
Maybe because I'm a diet coke drinking sucky lawyer who smacks wee naughty bottoms on occasion. heh heh ;-)
I'd say hi to you, but you think you're out of the mainstream with a pay as you go phone? I live 5000 miles away from all blogging events and my cell phone can't be acknowledged to tweet or im. It is exciting though and I think you may just turn out to be the belle of the blogger ball :-)
Please post details for those of us living through your bravery.
I too predict you'll be the belle of the ball. have a wonderful time.
You be yourself and you'll be golden! I so wish I was going to meet you, and all those other superstahs.
Oh, and if anyone judges you for leaving your baby? Eff.them.
Sort of which I was going. Sort of glad I'm not going to be spending the next several weeks trying to decide what to wear.
If the baby's hungry, she'll eat, right? Have fun!
I'm going, I'm nervous as hell. I hope I meet you, and all the lovely peeps you listed. I'm only attending the Friday sessions, and all the afterparties I can sneak into. My husband will be there too — looking after my daughter who I'm still nursing…hopefully I won't have to leave during the day to feed her!
I'll be there, and I am super excited/scared/going-to-puke-in-the-bathroom-eeeek! to see you,too. :)
I shall give hugs. Be prepared.
Oh LORRRRRD I LOVE YOU. I love this post. I cannot WAIT to meet you (and Marinka too, for that matter, how'd you scrore her for a roomie??)
I too am worried about everyone being too busy so I get it. I'm emailing you my cell number – you can give it to Marinka (unless she is Amish like you) or else just carve it into your foreasshead.
CAN'T WAIT.
"Scrore?"
*deep sigh*
Commenting from my phone, as if you needed further proof that technology is the devil and cell phones her tits….
I am a big hugger, and I would never let you walk into a party alone if I could help it. Also, if I accost you first, you won't be accosting me. :) Can't wait to see you there!
You have managed to use one post to screw up what I've spent months working on… I was all convinced that I didn't WANT to go to BlogHer because, you know, I just have a tiny blog that's not updated very often. And I only blog for myself anyway. And all the cool blog chicks like you and Marinka and HappyHourSue would be too busy to talk to me anyway. And then you go and post this hilarious and accessible post and you have me convinced that you'd actually speak to me and now I WANT to meet you dammit! Grrr… ;)
But seriously, the gals who will get to meet you are incredibly lucky. I'm jealous and you'll do fab. Have a blast!!
I love that you are screwing up your courage to go to this conference. No doubt, everyone is dying to meet YOU! And I couldn't even leave the house for cookies 3 weeks after I had my (only one) kid. Admittedly, you are very competent and hardcore, but you impress me all the more for getting out there so soon after having the new baby. Because paying attention to you is as important to paying attention to everyone else! Kxo
Have a great time! loved your last blog about the sunshine and moon, too funny.
I can't wait to meet you and hugging is totally acceptable. I'll be the tall one sitting outside the conference room whining because I don't have a ticket to get inside (but I am totally going to get/win one).
You're rooming with Marinka??!!
That.Is.Sooo.Cool. Get her autograph for me please.
Oh, and get Jessica Bern's autograph, too. Love her!
From one nipple steel poker to the next, have a blast! I hope your breasts don't fill up and pop. ;-)
Oh, and Vodka Mom's autograph as well.
Dammit. Sandi's, too!
Haaa!!
I'm not on your list of bloggers you want to accost but I'll likely accost you anyways.
Especially since my two best friends, Her Bad Mother is my room mate and Backpacking Dad is my side kick, are the sweetest people ever and you won't find me far from either of their side's.
I can't wait to meet you and give you a big ole bloggy hug. You are going to have so much fun. I promise.
You know, I didn't think it was possible to love you more than I already did, but now I do.
No worries my friend, I've got your back. I will makes sure you don't get left out of a party, nor go alone, because I do have a crackberry duct taped to my hand. But also? It's not like I'd go without you. I mean I am paying you as pro hand-holder for a reason.
Love this list. Dam, I need to finish mine.
Don't blog. Only lurk. Oblivious to your insecurities online. We're twins.
Pump & dump – drink all you want. Judgment in parenting/nursing is for those with no kids.
You MUST go to Gage on Michigan Ave. Cheese fondue. YOOOOOM.
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Pack the big girl panties and have a ball!!
I will not be frightened and run! You might be frightened of me, though. I'm loud, especially when I laugh.
Can't wait to see you!!!
Hows about we both accost each other and then we're even-stevens?
Here's the thing: hotels have these crazy things called telephones that plug into walls! And they magically connect rooms in the same hotel with wires! For free! So that lovely bloggers with prepaid cell phones don't sit alone in their rooms reading books.
And – I'm down for trying ANY food, at ANY restaurant in Chicago with you. Let's get drunk, I mean, lost together, shall we?
So wish I was going if only to hug on you. MWAH!
We'll totally have time to meet. I think. Am I supposed to be busy? I'll have lots of free time because I'm standoffish and aloof.
I love this list!
I won't be too busy, please come say hi!! Please. I'm nervous and it's my 2nd year to attend!
I am useless on almost all fronts, inclding getting my ass on a plane to Chicago. But good food – I recommend both the Phoenix in Chinatown for Dim Sum on Saturday or Sunday, and this AWESOME french/vietnamese place (pricey, beautiful, deliscious) on Rush Street, just off of Michigan Ave. Will tell you the name when I remember..
have fun!!
If I was going, seeing you again would be one of the things I'd be looking forward to.
But I'll be at the beach. Something I keep reminding myself when I read these posts and feel green with envy…
You'll be great! I've met you and you do NOT have anything less than stellar social skills.
I keep thinking that by Monday things are going to be so very different. All the luck this weekend. For some reason Cole and I are tied to the fate of some Marigolds… I will explain later :)
I can't believe that I tricked you into being my roommate. I am super excited.
And I'm totally cool if we just stay in our room together the whole weekend. I've written a anti-spanking/circumcision/breastfeeding manifestos and can't wait to share them with you!
I'll be the one squealing "Anymommy" because I am hopefully excited that I get to meet you in person!
oh and p.s. Is it ok if I bring Nicki? You'll hardly know she's there.
oh oh oh I wish I could go and meet you – I would amuse you with wickedly funny one liners and you would love me I am sure. ha ha
I can only write this because I can't go – boo hoo
have fun though
no judgement here
love it
Anymommy + Marinka??? I'll be the one banging on your door with my rolling cooler and Ms. Picket.
I'm not at all worried or nervous or scared. Just excited. Which is weird because I usually have all of that other crap in spades.
Oh and I'm a hugger. Be ready.
Oh Stacey, I'm not going, and I don't even WANT to go. I just have no desire to go. Partially it's the introvert in me and partially it's my dogged adherence to the "I don't buy into the whole blogging thing, I just do my own thang but I don't *care* about blogging" attitude, but eh, no desire. The Saint actually asked, months and months ago, "hey, um, do you want to go to that Blog conference thing?" (probably thinking he would score points for encouraging me to go) and I believe my exact response was a curled lip, arched eyebrow, and "uh…NO."
But you? You I would like to meet. I'm not going, but sometime you need to make it to Dallas. :)
You know I will make time for you! How can I not make time for you and Marinka? We have to find margaritas! Sans baby? Drinks are in order. I mean that in the "I miss my baby but why not indulge" type of way. I can't wait to meet you!
Accost Away! Me too, me too.
Love the "Attachment parenting: nice in theory"
hee hee
You do know me. I'm exactly as I seem to be on my blog: totally arrogant. I'll probably wink at you and try to get you to buy me a drink.
What my sister said.
I can't wait to meet you to.Not to worry. I went last year knowing one person out of nine hundred. It was a bit overwhelming but a ton of fun. You won't need a cell phone, you'll hear my voice even if I'm 8 floors below you. I tend to me, ah, sort of, um, loud.
yeah, I am nervous as hell. I just told Carolyn i'll have to strap a vodka bottle to my head so people will know who I am.
or sit in a corner with you and marinka and LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH.
I can't wait.
and leaving your love? We don't judge.
No judging here. I am leaving my 9 month old at home and am afriad that I, too, will be judged for doing so.
I am squeal-ey squeal squeal excited to meet you. And, I think I am much better in person than on my blog, so I will take you by hand and walk into any and every party with you……as long as I'm not stumbling or passed out.
I will be here, jealous. Oh well.
Hell yeah to Pepsi! Hell no to BlogHer. Not going but I'll be there in spirit. Not even sure what that means…
I so wish I were going… I was going to be in SF and missed it last year by mere days… not that I'd know anyone or anything.
But how cool will it be! Can't wait to see the photos!
I so wish I was going to be there! I think I'll have to stay away from blogs during that time cuz my jealousy can get out of control :)
Think of it this way, 1000 other introverts are going to be at this party. We all fit right in.
And not having a smart phone doesn't exclude you from any fun (I know, I didn't have one last year.) you'll just follow the crowd of other bloggers to the next party/session/meal/hangout.
See you there!
SB Chai with soy and just a splash of apple juice. See you there, woman.
(Also, I hear you're having a baby right now. No excuse to not reply to this comment. I fully expect an email between pushes. GET ON IT.)
(Also also, so so so *wink*)
I can't believe I just found your blog.
First, congrats on baby coming!!
Secondly, I don't blame you for wanting to come even three weeks post partum. I missed last year's while pregnant and it made me crazy in the head to not be there.
This will be my first time and I'm scared. I'll be pumping too. We should have a pumping party with Barefootfoodie.
I'll be shyly approaching you fo sho.
Hey everyone, Stacey had the baby today. June 28th, 12:25pm, 9 pound, 3 ounce.
Oh and a BOY!!!!!!!
Congrats my beautiful friend. Totally thrilled for you.
I was hoping beyond hope that you either had two Manic Mommy's you wanted to meet or that I was on your list! That's OK, I will say hi to you and hug you anyway. And if you can't make your roommate laugh, you can crash with me and Because I Said So!
Heard you HAD YOUR BABY!!! DETAILS!
as long as you don't hug marinka, you'll be just fine.
Congrats on the birth of the baby that I thought would never be born. Can't wait to see pictures of the BIG boy! Hope all is good with you!
XOXO
Yes, Yes, YES! To almost every angst-filled word!
I'm upgrading to a Crackberry before the trip so just stick with me baby, we'll hit all the highlights (or rock quietly in a corner).
(If I had a baby with me, I'd so let you nurse her.)
Congrats on the bouncing baby boy! I hope he is a champion sleeper for you.
More than anything, I wish I could go to Blogher. Damn work! That is right at the beginning of preplanning for school. Maybe I'll get to go next year.
Hey!! first of all, congrats!! I guess I totally missed the good news!!!
I'm not going to the conference since I'm not a member but its almost scary how similar we are about a lot of things and personality traits!!
Hey Preggy Lady!
I have a Mommy Award for you over on my blog. Hurry! Get it quick before your water breaks all over the computer.
Er, looks like it broke!
;D
Didn't sign up because of
a) the money and
b) all the things you mention!
Maybe next year….
Oh, I will be there and excited to meet you! :)
Oh, I will be there and excited to meet you! :)
Congratulations!!!!
Way to go on my DH's bday :)
Can't wait for pix – I do love a big ole baby, they're soooo cute.
Love & Blessings,
Anne
Hi, I found ya through the blog-vine. Great post, you're hilarious!
Have fun at the BlogHer big event!
I can't wait.
You will get one HUGE hug from me. See you there!
1) Good to know about the no hugging/Marinka thing. I'm a hugger…
2) I had the phone issue last year. 1976 Nokia was there surrounded by iphones and blackberries and foreign jobbies I'd never heard of…no worries, I still managed to know where all the free booze was.
3) Clothes make me all nausea too…totally have no words of wisdom other than to tell you that P is 3 and I might not fit into my preggo jeans at this moment.
4)I'll beat up anyone that messes with you. Judgementals you have been put on warning! AmyinOHio don't cotton to people picking on my sistas. (Wow, I got gangsta there didn't I?)
So honored I made the list of those you want to hang with, because frankly you weren't going to be given a choice, I was gonna stalk you with or without your permission. The fact that you have early acceptance of this fact works better for all of us. Stand down Chicago PD, stand down.
I love the CABM by the way.
There, I've relieve all your angst. You're welcome.
PS: Love ya lady and can't stand the anticipation of seeing you again all live and in person!! xxoo
looking forward to meeting you too…
I suck so incrediably much.
I am ashamed ashamed ashamed that I havn't been around here. So ashamed I won't even click above at my grammatical error. I am hoping you are so focused on the fact I can't spell that y——
ahh shit…you can't read long winded comments you have a newborn.
Bet your new milky boobs I will be all over you!
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