And this is the reason I will continue going to social media conferences whenever possible. Let me tell you about some of the people I got to hang out with at Blissdom.
- Anne of NotASuperMom.com is more super than she lets on. She’s super-supportive, super-funny and super-wonderful.
Jasmine from TheBrokins.com is 100 percent authentic, all the time. And she does roller derby, which is pretty much the coolest, most ferocious thing a lady can do, in my opinion.
Suzanne from KinseysTexasTales.com is all heart. She’s seriously one of the kindest, most sincere people I’ve ever met.
Amiyrah from 4HatsAndFrugal.com is going places, mark my words. She’s so smart & savvy & lovely.
Heather of Home-Ec 101 is the only person I know who can successfully wear a sailboat-print dress. I didn’t get to spend all that much time with her, because she is very rarely not doing 16 different jobs at one time.
Stephanie at Talking is My Primary Function is far too much fun. It’s good that she lives so far away from me, really. One can’t toss fake pizzas into the clouds and dance until one has to remove one’s heels every weekend.
Bridget of The Ivey League and I hit it off from the moment we met. It was fast friends at first sight. We have a frightening amount in common.
Julia of January Day (my roommate!) is just as serene as her blog would lead you to believe. She brought her own tea kettle! That’s commitment to serenity.
Piper of Piper on the Mountain is a bundle of sunshine. She lives in a gorgeous, remote part of the world, and she takes amazing pictures of her adventures.
Sherry from Paper Scissors Keyboard was a friend of a friend who said we had to meet. I’m so glad I listened, because Sherry is a gem.
Katie of Motherbumper is tiny, feisty and even funnier in person than she is on the twitters. Ask her to tell you about cake and a hook sometime.
Spending time with a bunch of bright ladies who get this goofy blogging thing was a balm to my frazzled soul. And even when it was occasionally awkward (sorry I ate so much of your candy, Bridget), it was never as awkward as those few minutes I spent on an elevator alone with Jeremy Sisto. (Turns out I act weird when the people in my TV become the people in my elevator.)