Posts Tagged: blogging conference
Bliss is…
Lunch with a table full of friends.
Seeing an old friend’s baby for the first time (not to mention hugging his beautiful Mama and Aunt).
Laughter. Unadulterated silliness. Rinse, lather, repeat.
Taking pictures of beautiful women.
Listening to a smart, funny, good looking guy talk about stuff that you just “get”.
BEING PART OF A FLASH MOB!!!!
Blissdom Flash Mob, FTW! [Photos Courtesy of Dawn Camp]
***Look carefully, I’m diagonally behind Chris Mann in the black and white, and in the color picture both my hands are back as we are doing the “slow-mo Matrix” part of the dance! Thank you to Jana (and everyone else who was involved) for the choreography and execution of this awesome, and most memorable experience!
We Rock! [Courtesy Hannah Braboy]
My Bliss: Part VII
{Part I}{Part II}{Part III}{Part IV}{Part V}{Part VI}
The Story of BlogHer {Part III}
Swimming In The Sea
Last year after BlogHer in Chicago I was moved to write about those that touched me. Those people that I had connected with through blogging that finally materialized into living, breathing creatures before me. People that could hug me. People that could laugh at my silliness. People that would share real life moments in a real live city, and not just via email, twitter, or the blogosphere. I wrote about them, introducing them [to you], because it was a new level of love and admiration that had sprung forth from the conference.
This year I came to find that the conference morphed into being more about me and who I am in the grand scheme of the matrix of bloggers and personalities. There were familiar faces everywhere. There were quickly passing minutes on a cushy bench; perfect for a quick gab session. There were hugs and kisses in the elevator, as well as accidental encounters. There were waves from across the estrogen filled room. There were commitments, and parties, and very little downtime—until it was solidly scheduled in. There was so much, so many, and so little time that—at times—it kinda felt a little bit like drowning.
Around every corner, though, was instant resuscitation; whether it was the quiet of a hotel room in the early morning hours, the seclusion of an unused panel room where tears were shared along with smiles and words of wisdom, or the arms of a group of besties enveloping you. It didn’t matter, it was there and accessible. The best part being that you didn’t have to look hard to find it, you just had to keep swimming.
Representation
Three weeks from now I will have already spoken on my panel at Blissdom with Mrs. Flinger and Domestic {chicky}, Leslie Flinger and Deanna Garretson, and our moderator Jenny Rapson from Mommin’ it Up.
I am also the official Blissdom ’09 Photographer. I’m excited to shoot the event, as well as see some of my friends, and meet new ones! This conference is going to be something else and to be a direct part of it is just so awesome.
Michael had these cards made for me. I’m so pleased with how they turned out!
