All of the hoopla and twittering over BlogHer.
Really, is it that big of a deal?
I’m sooo not the type that would laugh until I peed over this type of fun. It’s completely not beneath me.
What? Doesn’t everyone get that mature fun is so much better than immature fun? For example…..
It’s much more fun to do what I’ve done during BlogHer and have my own personal CleanHer conference. Because housework far outranks drinking and pulling pranks on passed out friends any day of the week. I mean, take a look at this dust!
Let me tell ya, CleanHer is going to take up most of my day today. Who would have time for Chicago?
And after CleanHer, I will finally be attending the PottHer conference.
Go on, let the importance of Heather make its impression upon you. I’ll wait while you soak it in.
As if that isn’t impression enough for ya, just let me throw out there that after PottHer, I may even attend the Betty CrockHer conference and bake up some homemade cookies like these:
And I’m really super excited about attending the WashHer conference today too.
I’m all a twitter myself over the meeting on how to remove pee smell from your child’s sheets and comforter.
Come on, just say it, I know you are thinking it like me….
It’s a good thing I didn’t go to BlogHer because that conference wouldn’t be able to contain the fun-ness that is me nor compare with the ‘Her conferences I can put together. I should start a HeatHer conference.
Welp, I managed to squeeze this blog in between my CleanHer conference meetings and it’s time to run to the next meeting where I’ll be discussing “How do you define a successfully clean house while raising children?”
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Oooo… I’m right behind you for the CleanHer conference! Woo Hoo!!
i’m down for the BettyCrocHer myself.
I’m up for the PottHer conference! I had the CleanHer and WashHer seminar scheduled for yesterday and unfortunately, both have run over into today, which was supposed to be DrinkHer Margarita day.
How cool Jenn…I had the DrinkHer conference last night with strawberry margaritas!
Would it be ok if I showed up for the
Betty CrockHer session and skipped all the cleaning?
You really needed to be there for the fart humor, no one else was big on fart humor.
LOL!
Your QueenHer weekend went better from the sounds than my NoBlogHer weekend.
I wrote my own NoBlogHerWhatsoEvah post but it was more like… horrifying than cute and funny LOL.
I’m in on the Betty CrockHer portion.
Ooh and count me in on DrinkHer.
LOL hilarious!
Here’s hoping CleanHer never comes to Sensible Land. Although, I am surprised you left out the funkyness that is FartHer.
And now I’m stuck at stuck-in-the-airportHER… not fun at all, although still might be better than cleanHer. I’m totally not going to that. shopHer, on the other hand, I could get behind.
That was very clevHer!
Too funny!
Yet sadly, after blogher, we all go home to cleanher and bakeher and bathethebabyher. Sigh.
Funny, I attended all of the same conferences you did. Well, except for Betty CrockHer, but now I’m so wishing I had.
oh dear we forgot my favorite conference of them all.
My weekly sexHER conference.
I’m going to a great one called takethekidtograndmotHer. Unfortunately I’m following it with argumentwithkidsfatHer.
You forgot HogHer!!!!
That was the best part!
Yea, your weekends sounds much more productive!
Hogher sounds like a blast!
I’m starting a LoveHer conference in your honor!
Yeah, I was having my own little PityHer conference right here while everyone else was having such fun
I’ll sign up for PottHer… the others I can do without, thank you ver ver much.
As a matter of fact, if I attend the “Potions and Incantations” lecture therin, I have not the need for the other conferences.
Wow. WOW.
You’re good.
I just read Jen Lemen’s post about her conversation with Elizabeth Edwards, which made me cry. And then I came directly here, which made me laugh and laugh.
I should quit while I’m ahead and go to bed.
Thanks!
[...] Every year I plan exciting and enviable activities during the same weekend as BlogHer. I do this so I don’t feel as if I’m missing out on something. This year is no different, except, being a fucking idiot, I planned it for this weekend, not next. Since vacation time has been turned in, there’s no going back now. [...]