I tried thinking of a creative title but for once I'm out of words

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. 

The next day I was still on my Kelly high and had my goals set on meeting Sophie and Melanie. Elizabeth cheered me on from Massachusetts.

 

We have a caps button and know how to use it.

I want to say for the record that all the mens rooms were converted to ladies room for the event.

The line was shorter than the line for the ladies room (OF COURSE) and I'm all about expediting the bathroom process. I wasn't hanging out in the mens room for the fun of it and I CERTAINLY did not use the urinal.

I didn't find them in the mens room but tracked them down like a hound dog bumped into them in the hallway. Ok, maybe it was an intentionally bumping into but let's not get caught up on technicalities. All that matters is I found them.

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.