Well, I’m off to the Blogher Outreach tour tomorrow. And I know absolutely no one who is going. And by “know absolutely no one” I don’t mean that I just have yet to actually meet them face-to-face. I mean that to my knowledge there is not a single blogger I have read or who reads my blog who will be there. Not one.

When I registered for the conference I believed there were many possible acquaintances who would be there, both fellow Philly mom bloggers and a few others. But alas. It’s only me. And now I feel like a big schmo. Seriously, I’m getting up at 5:00am to drive three hours to a social event where I don’t know anybody. Schmo. Big one.

I’m close, very close to throwing in the towel. In fact if my husband wasn’t so adamant about me going I probably wouldn’t. I think he’s just afraid that if I don’t go I’ll complain for months. And he’s probably right about that. Plus the kids were driving me crazy tonight and at one point I just thought that I really didn’t care where I was going, but I had to get out of here as soon as possible. Suddenly the lonely three hour drive doesn’t sound so bad.

If you find me blogging a lot of it tomorrow you can trust it probably means no one is talking to me and I need to busy myself by blogging. Which really isn’t so bad. Even though I was technically alone at the Martha Show I certainly didn’t feel that way because of everyone checking in and commenting as it went along. I hope I have some company tomorrow:) I will try to be my most presentable, most sociable self, but that’s not saying much. See you on the other side.