Last weekend I went to the dotMom conference in Nashville. I'd like to say I went purely because I wanted to be encouraged as I train my young child to walk the pathway of the Lord, but that's only 10% accurate. The other ninety percent is three of my favorite bloggers were going and I wanted to meet them. In case it hasn't been made glaringly obvious over the years, I would rather be bitten by a thousand mosquitos than talk to strangers, yet I paid $68 to attend an event in the hopes of meeting three. Sometimes I do not understand myself.
Number one on my agenda (hello, my name is Sarah and I'm a stalker) was Kelly. Christopher and I met through her blog and I feel deeply indebted to her for
being partially responsible for the number of times we've moved both my husband and my baby. I was walking down the hallway when she walked by going the opposite direction. I was 99.99% sure it was her, but I was still recovering from the embarrassing incident five minutes earlier when I walked up to a girl I was convinced I knew from my birth class only to discover that it wasn't. I didn't want a repeat awkward moment so I almost didn't follow Kelly, but I decided to be all carpe diem so I swung around and chased her into a classroom. I hope Annabelle follows the example of ladylike behavior I showed that day.
|Annabelle was trying to give Kelly a fist bump.|
Kelly was so sweet. I'm sure I blew her away with my wit and smoothness. NOT. I was so nervous that I blurted out, "My friend Laura said to tell you she said hi." LAURA SAID NO SUCH THING. I don't know where that came from. Once it was out of my mouth I couldn't get it back. I'm sure Laura would have asked me to pass along the message but she didn't. Kelly, if you ever read this I want you to know I didn't mean to lie.
I didn't find them in the mens room but
I learned something last weekend that I'm fairly certain the coordinators of dotMom didn't plan on- I am really good at chasing people down. All I'm saying is Brad Paisley better watch out.