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First, we have just launched a new, fun, freaking fantastic website called Aiming Low- taking low to new heights. Somehow the witty powers that be that are running the digs over there saw right through my perfect facade **cough** and thought me and my slacker ways would fit in- how right they were. I do have a hunch that some over-achievers have snuck in and infiltrated the place though- because they've been a busy!
My first post is up now and I could use some comment love. I think my niche over there is "the old bitter lady- that doesn't like to shower"- I'll take it. But all of my posts won't be that introspective- promise!
I must now speak about BlogHer-T minus 3 DAYS. OH. MY. GOD!
I told/reminded the husband yesterday about my impending travels. After I took a Xanax. At my son's baseball game surrounded by people.
He was less than thrilled. He really doesn't get it. He really doesn't get blogging. I'm trying my best to keep my cool and hold my tongue before I say something I regret.
He has threatened to go to Europe by himself when I get home- so that seems fair, wouldn't ya say? It would be funny, if it wasn't. If he wouldn't have to take out a second mortgage our house for it- I would throw him a Bon Voyage party myself!
He doesn't "understand why I want to go." Plain and simple- he just doesn't get it and he won't. I don't think there is anything I can say to convince him and his old-fashioned, guarded ways any different. I can't help, but to think how awesome it would be him to say "go, have a good time!" But alas, he won't, he is not fond of me going to meet my "freaky computer friends".
So, yes, this will add to my anxiety, as I was afraid it would, but not take away from my excitement, damn it! I will do this and I will enjoy myself.
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It is so difficult to not talk about it all day, every day to the hubby, isn't it? My husband knows exactly why I want to go, but I think is a wee bit jealous, so I haven't been saying much, either. I can't wait to get there and be surrounded by 999 other people that are just as excited or more excited to be there as me!
And YOU!!
awe Tena, thanks for stopping by and leaving kind words! It was sweet.
My hubs doesn't understand blogging either and might I saw I'm a tad bit jealous about blogher! Maybe one day I'll get up the nerve. I think if I had a local friend to go with I'd be much more willing. Oh well. Have a super fantastic time!!
Let your hubs know you aren't asking him to understand and don't even try to make him understand - he doesn't have to and you don't expect him to. "That's OK, if I weren't a blogger I wouldn't understand all of this either." And leave it at that.
I'm on my way over to read your other post!
That is exactly what I was going to say--although it would be nice if he would TRY to get it, the next best thing would be just being happy for you. He just cannot put aside his own hangups to do that.
So instead of letting him rain on your parade, share your excitement with us--we get it!
I wish I was going--hell, BS even lives there now-- it would be so easy!
Check this out. My husband said the other night "I don't really get your blog...like the Bubba Gangster.
No lie.
Oh, so we are "freaky" computer friends, are we? How did he find out?! Oh, maybe he asked MY husband, who ALSO doesn't really get the whole "blog" thing, but did tell me to "go and have a good time". Call my cell the SECOND you land, girlie. Chi-town won't know what hit it!
It's completely lost on my husband as well. That's why I just refer to it as girls trip. And if that didn't work the fat check from Oral B was all he needed. Because, how could I turn down a trip someone paid for? AHHH!! I get to meet you!!
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