I have opened and closed Movable Type several times, not being able to quite organize my thoughts about the weekend at BlogHer.

Additionally, I thought about not even writing this because you can find any number of BlogHer 2008 recaps most anywhere, and I know from experience that it gets old to read about it when you weren't there.

I thought long and hard, and then I thought some more.

Then I remembered some words of wisdom I once heard: "Eh, screw it. I'm doing it anyway."

Of course, those words were what landed that particular philosopher in the Trauma Unit at work, but that's neither here nor there.

Last Thursday, Lindsay and I took our in-marginal-health selves to the airport, because nothing says, "Hey, new friends!" like hurling and wheezing all over them.

We chatted the four hours to San Diego away keeping one eye warily out the window (it was her eye, because like I'm really going to put one of my eyes out the window at 10,000 feet?) for Arizona because the pilot so graciously informed us upon take off that there was "weather" in Arizona.

No, no idea how we thought we were going to know when we were in Arizona.

Mercifully, Arizona turned out to be weather-free and we made a 3,000 mph one-wheeled landing in San Diego.

After this most unusual landing, the plane was silent and we all just kind of looked at each other until the pilot came on and said, "Heh, we're here!"

We disembarked into the rather snug San Diego airport for a brief layover, and got our Southwest Air "A" boarding pass selves into line and were reveling in our A -18 and A-19-ness when from out of the blue, or actually the next gate over, Carmen appeared having arrived from an impromptu Southwest Air trip to Chicago.

We all chatted the brief flight from San Diego to Frisco (kidding, and, hello, COLD!) away and made a much more conventional landing.

We shared a taxi to the Westin St. Francis and after a somewhat awkward arrival that may or may not have included nearly running someone down, we put bags over our heads and walked into the hotel.

I swear, we were greeted by the Internet come to life!

Roommate Jenn, Shannon and Liz were already in the lobby waiting for us

After much "Squeee! -ing" Jenn took me to our room to wait for Krisco, I was looking forward to meeting her since we would be sleeping together and all.

I hoped she might at least take me out to dinner or something first.

Meanwhile, there was a knock on the door and Dana appeared, needing to wait out her room technical difficulties with us.

My phone rang shortly after that, and guess who it was?

Go on, guess!

My good friend Anne Glamore from My Tiny Kingdom!

Blogging is weird, since I have never actually had the opportunity to actually meet my friend of several years, but she was coming up to my room in a second since she was Dana's roommate and they waited for their room with us.

Much more "Squee!"-ing was had and we eventually went our separate ways to get ready for the evening's festivities.

I was so hungry that Jenn was worried I'd make good on my threat to eat both of our left arms, we visited our new best friend, Lori.

Thursday night was spent at several lovely events including the Mom Central party and the Silicon Valley Moms treated us to a great time at the Slide Lounge where you could actually enter the club through a chute real slide if you so chose.

I so chose as I was challenged to do it by my roommate.

Wait, I think I forgot to tell y'all that I'm writing for Deep South Moms, a Silicon Valley Moms (as opposed to "Silicone" Valley Moms which someone who shall remain nameless kept saying) production.

Go over there and read stuff and comment.

One of the best parts of that party is that I (finally!) got to meet Erika, Plain Jane Mom, for more than 5 seconds like last year.

The reveling continued with the People's Party.

And then I slept with Krisco.

The end.

OK, maybe not the end, I'll write a part II and I promise that will be all, unless however, it's not.

But, this part took longer to write than I thought and I need to leave this way overpriced bagel place I hate but it has free wifi and I keep coming here, anyway and go back to work.

Because they like it when I, you know, work.