I'm speeding off in the Trophy Wife Wagon tomorrow to attend this conference , all the better to grow this blog readership to stupendous size and, once the selling out process is complete, to launch my eventual best-selling, nearly true memoir.
Or something like that.
Either way, I'll be in Dallas and very much looking forward to meeting you and you and many other yous. Yes, really - I'm going to attempt to suspend my whining for the whole - ok, most - of the weekend and attempt to just have fun. And I do emphasize "attempt":
As a recovering introvert, being in a room full of strangers doesn't come naturally to me. I like meeting shiny new people - it's just that I'm not terribly good at it. Especially, say, when conferences begin before noon (a.k.a. a socially acceptable cocktail hour). Ahem.
To make these things seem less scary, I'm trying to take my own advice by breaking my attendance goals down into less scary, more manageable bits - (1) enjoy learning at least one new thing, and (2) introduce myself to at least two people whose accessories I like best - whoops, I mean, the people who approach me first. Oh, nevermind.
To my fellow attendees - hello! I promise I won't bite, nor will I talk about my ovaries or yours. Princess Shinylocks's, however, are totally in play - sorry, K. Midd., but the world needs this information.
Any other conference attending advice? Shout-outs (do we still do "shout-outs" in 2012?) from my fellow attendees?