Real moms take their kids to freezing cold beaches in the middle of winter.
And then real moms take real dads on vacation without their kids and swim in the ocean as the sun sets in foreign places. Real moms know we are only as good to our babies as we are to ourselves.
In other news, Neen emails me the other day and asks if I want to meet her at Blogher in July. I thought about it for about 2 minutes and decided, uh, yeah, I do. I mean, Jess is going. And I hear Bad is going too. And a heck of a lot of others. And others should come too, like you, KC.
So Neen, hell yes, I want to take a few days off and fly sans diaper bag to Chicago and shack up in a hotel room with you for two nights. If we are really terribly lucky, maybe we'll get Jess drunk and she'll pass out in our hotel room and we can take pictures of her in a stupor and use it to blackmail her later. You know, for free stuff. Like CD mixes. We can hold the pictures ransom until she makes us a CD mix. Or cupcakes. I like cupcakes.
In all seriousness, the other reason I am so interested in going is the focus on building community and effecting social change at this year's conference. Given the Just Posts and my passion for the underrepresented, I am excited to be able to see what more our own blogging community can accomplish. Sky's the limit, friends.
So between stalking Jess and collaborating on community as a vessel for social change, anything is possible for real women in Chicago in July.
EDITED TO SAY: Here I am trying to be funny, and it came across as exclusionary. Wasn't where I was focused when I wrote it and am sorry if that is how it was perceived. Humor aside, I am excited to have another way to get with a group of women from all over the place and talk about possibilities.