BlogHer Here I Come
So, um, yeah. Remember how I said it was a choice between our anniversary and BlogHer? No longer the case. I talked to Poe. He wants to take separate trips. Me to BlogHer in July, and him deep sea fishing in August. A trip he was invited to the day I brought this up to him. With tax money, this whole thing is doable - albeit incredibly panic inducing for me of the penny pinching fingers. We’re going to do something low key like dinner for our anniversary. Point is this: I’M GOING TO BLOGHER. Now. Any readers who are going and don’t think I’m terribly annoying and maybe kinda maybe want to split a room? How’s that for a sentence… I’d rather not pay full price for the room, and split with someone. But even that opportunity doesn’t come up, and I pay for the room all by my lonesome, ’cause no one loves me - doesn’t matter. Why? ‘CAUSE I’M GOING TO BLOGHER.
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