moosh in indy.

$1000 winning post featuring lots of hot caulking action: +$1000

Round trip ticket to San Fransisco from Salt Lake: $203.54

Two day student conference pass to BlogHer: $75

Having my best friend at BlogHer with me:

Priceless.

Say hello to her sweet face if you see her. She’s only about a thousand kinds of awesome.

I went out and bought all new outfits for BlogHer last year (Oh shut up, you know you did too.) One of the things I bought was a navy blue shirt with a white polka dot empire waist tie. It’s the only navy blue thing I own. It was also the only thing I owned at the time with polka dots. (My polka dot clothing count has since been raised to three.)

I was wearing my navy blue shirt when I had my first picture taken with my complete blog crush from last year. Seriously, I was star struck over her. A total redneck mommy groupie. This year? If she doesn’t bring me Wunderbars I have full license to strangle her with the navy blue shirt whilst she sleeps. (Be warned T.)

I wore my navy blue shirt again when BOSSY rolled through town on her excellent road trip.

The navy blue shirt made yet another appearance when I made my first local television appearance about the blogging I do that caused me to buy the navy blue shirt in the first place.

I have an official lucky blogging shirt. Would anybody judge me if I wore it all four days in San Fransisco?

P.S. You probably won’t be seeing any video of me on TV, I don’t have that fancy Tivo, I have no idea how to get it off my DVR and I’m not really even on the screen a whole lot, they showed a lot of clips of the stuff I was talking about. Besides, I said “ERM” instead of “UM”. I don’t need that circling the internet and reminding me, oh, ERM, everyday of my slip on live TV.

I don’t drink. Used to. Don’t anymore. In my choice of religion we are commanded to follow the Word of Wisdom. The word of wisdom basically breaks down to “eat stuff that’s good for you, avoid the stuff that’s bad for you.” Included in the list of things which are good for you are fruits, vegetables, whole grains and meat (in moderation). Duh. The things that fall under the “bad” category are alcohol, tobacco, coffee and tea.

(By the way, to any new readers, HI! I’m a Mormon. If you hate Mormons, kindly keep your mean emails and comments to yourself and just click away, hit unsubscribe and forget that 12,000,000 of us share the same planet as you. kthxbai)

So there you go. I don’t drink. That isn’t to say that I never drank, because WHOO did I drink. And you know what? It really isn’t for me. With my depression and inability to control myself as a hot drunken mess it’s really just better that I don’t. So even if it weren’t for the religious direction not to drink, I still wouldn’t drink. Same with cigarettes, tried one once, gagged and vomited in my mouth a little. Plus I spend a lot of money to smell good, why waste all that effort? As for the coffee and tea? I’ve had one sip of coffee in my entire life. Totally not for me. Icky. Tea? I broke down and tried some “magical” ginger tea whilst I was pregnat. Let’s just say that vomiting up ginger tea solidified my passionate hatred for all things ginger.

So that brings us to BlogHer, where the liquor and coffee flow pretty freely. I won’t be drinking any of it. However, I’ll probably be keeping a Shirley Temple and hot chocolate count somewhere in my sidebar. I personally am a lot more fun sober. Although when you see me dance, you may wonder if I didn’t take a little nip when no one was looking.

Are you worried I’ll be talking to you all the while silently judging you and condemning you to hell for that gin and tonic in your hands?

Depends. Are you going to be accosting me insisting that I shove liquor down my throat, calling me a big holier than thou sissypants sissy for not drinking?

No? Didn’t think so. Just as I know you will respect my reasons for not drinking, I wholly respect your decision to drink. You’re a big girl, you can handle yourself. So assuming Shirley Temples are free, I’ll have a few drink tickets up for grabs.

See you in 19 days ladies.