I’ve let it marinate a few days and even had a day up at the lake so now I think I’m ready to dive into all that was THE HUNDRED EVENT. Again, unnecessary drama. (Like the other day.)
And this is long, quite long, but as always I’m interspersing all the jokes so as not to bore you.
I’m gonna give this one a “click to read more” option cause it be long.
Name tags and binders and number balloons (once you’ve got giant number balloons, you know you’re legitimate. The mark of a true blogger’s conference! And painted nails but I failed on the latter.) and introductions. I sat at the registration table for awhile, saying hi to all of you lovely women (all of whom were really lovely and gracious and didn’t mind if I had to ask for their name a second time which I did have to do though it never fails to make me feel like a total shit head.). Then, I left the table to stuff goodie bags (with fun stuff from Joules, Bungalow Magazine, Minnetonka, Minted to name a few). A quick change in my hotel room where a gorgeous Love Ophelia robe was waiting for me and then the Friday night dinner would begin! I considered donning the robe that evening but thought better of it–a snap decision before I headed out the door–and instead went with my Joules dress (three cheers for the dress just happening to fit my ever-changing body, thank you Joules!). Gosh, and a huge thank you to Paige of Awake Photography who was our behind-the-scenes photographer nearly the entire weekend leaving us hands-free!