I haven’t experienced homesickness since I was 11. That was the summer I was supposed to spend a month with my best friend Kristal down in Fresno-area. I didn’t last there a week. The following year I was fine and every year after that I looked forward to that summer escape from my daily life, even if it was mostly the two of us playing pool, eating Kisses w/Almonds and watching bad soap operas. It’s really hot in the valley in summer, so we didn’t get out much.
Thursday night at BlogHer, in between parties, it hit me again. I was across the country from David and Jack and wouldn’t see them for days. I had no one to snuggle with and I was a little out of sorts in an unfamiliar city. I cried talking to David, called Jack and listened to him announce that he was a magician before fluttering away from the phone, and then wandered around the Hilton…
That was when I ran across Ali sitting in the lobby, and that familiar face from San Francisco made everything instantly better. Plus (if you’ve met Ali you know) she is the snuggliest, huggiest person ever. We hopped in a cab and headed to the Schick Party where we were both bummed to NOT be let in because we were so late. Bummer! Nevertheless, we waited around outside and were able to meet Angie and Aunt Becky and their husbands, among others that my feeble brain cannot recall at the moment. (Side note – I had NO idea how best to introduce myself to people…hi, I’m Crystal…um, Ewokmama? Oh, so you’ve heard of me? Cool, here’s my card anyway because I bought 500 and I have nothing else to do with them.) After quick intros, Ali and I headed over to meet up with Countess Mo at an Irish pub. Mo and I hadn’t met in person prior to this but it still felt like I was seeing someone from home. It was a very welcome interlude. When Mo left to chase after a friend, Ali and I wandered back to hang out with Aunt Becky & gang back at the hotel bar where Becky’s husband The Daver and I talked about work and corporate America. We are Teh Kewl! Or something.
Not too long after the group headed to bed, Ali and I stumbled into some drunk guy who wanted to party with us “fresh girls.” Ahahahaha. Ha. Countess Mo showed up out of the blue (how does she do that?!) to rescue us because she is totally the mama hen. She rocks and I luff her. We took a short trip up to a room where Duchess Mama (I am apparently into the royals) was staying with some other awesome ladies (who were you? am I following you??) and giggling. It was funny. I was drunk, though, so don’t take my word for it. Oh, that reminds me of a funny story of my actual meeting of Duchess Mama. It’s good, I promise…
So, we were at The People’s Party earlier that night and the set up was such that there were rugs overlapping on the floor. Duchess noticed this when her shoe slipped under the overlap. I immediately pointed out that she could TOTALLY get a free drink for that craziness! So then she “tripped” over the carpet and the hotel folks swarmed her to make sure she was okay and girly totally got a drink. Meanwhile the Hilton dudes discussed how best to avoid any future accidents and decided to place two chairs over the overlapping rugs…where a few bloggers proceeded to lap dance. ‘Twas awesome. (Did anyone get pictures?)
I can’t really remember what happened after we left Duchess & Co’s room so I will wrap this up. Suffice it to say that all of this was just one night of BlogHer. Also, there is a lot missing, like the delicious deli I went to with my roomies, the awesome dinner with my roomies, Nona, and Issa where our Irish waitress showed Issa how to use her iPhone camera, that nap I took in the hotel room, the surprise meeting of Jessica from Oh The Joys in the hallway, and the meeting of Undomestic Diva and Shuggilippo at The People’s Party.
So, yeah, there was A LOT packed into every day of my trip to New York and on this particular day the conference had not even started yet. Still, it wasn’t so much that I didn’t have time to miss home. There is always time for that.