Getting the Dirt (about me) before BlogHer.

So yes, this IS the obligatory “BlogHer Post”.  The one where I tell you all sorts of things about me; good and bad.

It appears quite a few people are not going to BlogHer this year and have either sold their ticket last minute or just decided all together to not go. I’m a bit uh, oh I don’t know, I probably should have been on of those to cancel my ticket because of money. But, I didn’t because I would lose out on $270 from my plane ticket and well, I know I could have sold my Full Pass but quite frankly, I couldn’t do it. I went last year, had a blast most of the time other than having a drama filled roommate (not Jen!!) that made it all a nightmare.

I went to BH last year with an “ohmygodimgoingtoblogher” attitude. I freaked! My nerves were on high alert and I was far far far over the top.  This year I’m a little more reserved.  I’m prepared (not really.  read: procrastinator) and ready for whatever it is that happens this year.  Because of that, I’ll share a little more that you may or may not know about me… some of you I will be meeting again for the second time, but I know there will be some newbies too.

The important things you should know about me…

If you need something, I’ll be there. I always tend to put friends first and myself last.  I’d rather spend $150 on someone else than on myself as long as it makes them happy.

I love having a heart to heart conversation. If you need someone to vent to, cry to, laugh with, talk with, etc… find me, and I’ll be there.  See previous note about if you need something, I’ll be there.

I’m always uncomfortable in my own skin. Some days it bothers me, some days it doesn’t and on the days it bothers me, I feel fat and frumpy and never cute.

I’m not afraid to walk out into public without make up on and in my jammies/comfy clothes, while running barefoot through the hallway.

If I’m sitting by myself somewhere, feel free to come over to me and say something. I hate being alone, although sometimes I just need it.  Most of the time though if I’m sitting by myself and you know who I am, throw something at me, plop down next to me, kick my foot, tweet @ me, yell at me, anything.  Chances are I would love to talk to you; I’m just a nervous nelly when it comes to meeting people sometimes.

If I’m not being shy, I’ll walk up to you and introduce myself. As long as I know who you are though.    Last year, me and a bunch of other ladies arrived at the hotel and as we walked in I saw Sam, Karen and Angie.  I eyed up Sam first because uh, yes… love her! And, even though I wanted to run screeeeeaming at her like a 5 year old; I held back because I didn’t need to embarrass anyone or myself with a horrible first impression.

I’m not a mom. I plan to be in the near future; but I’m still not a mom.  This often makes me feel “not included” but I’ve also resigned to the fact that I don’t have to be a mom to attend BH.

I love hugs. If you want to hug me, go for it.  I’ll hug anyone who wants a hug.  Except… you have to hug me first.  I’m too much of a chicken to go up to someone and do it first.  I don’t know why, but probably comes back to this “fear of rejection” thing.

I tend to be a follower. Not all the time, don’t worry but if I’m having an off day; you might see me lurking in the distance rather than right up in the front and center.

I open up with alcohol. Get a few drinks in me and I’ll dance forever, or by myself or… well, if you want me to do anything or to reallllllllllly open up.  Alcohol does wonders sometimes.

That’s pretty much me in a nutshell… I’ve got a heart of gold and would give my left arm to anyone in need…

I’m sometimes shy… but most of the time I’m not.  I’ll be the one in the corner letting out a good laugh or having a good time in general, most of the time.

I’m going this year to BlogHer to have fun and make new memories, better than last year.

…tomorrow, my BlogHer itinerary.