it’s either this, or sell internal organs

Posted on | February 8, 2010 | 131618 Commentshttp%3A%2F%2Fwww.harpershappenings.com%2F2010%2F02%2F08%2Fits-either-this-or-sell-internal-organs%2Fit%27s+either+this%2C+or+sell+internal+organs2010-02-08+20%3A22%3A15Mandyhttp%3A%2F%2Fwww.harpershappenings.com%2F%3Fp%3D1316

nce upon a time, there was a girl (well, she was more like a woman in her late 20′s but whatever). one day, this woman started blogging to journal her journey through the early months of her newborn daughters life. next thing she knew, she had more than just her family reading her ramblings, and was enjoying her new found little corner of the internet. free range to say whatever she wanted about motherhood, relationships, share photos and really silly stories. she found herself with a plethora of new friends, mamas and not mamas, daddies, and just plain amazing people.

she’d tell her husband all about her adventures on the internet, and although she always prefaced it with “you probably think i’m crazy, but…”, he always supported her and even if he did think she was batpoop crazy, never said so. even the day when she got a wild idea with her friend Mae to try and travel to New York City for a blogging conference. she blabbered on and on about how much she’d learn, how fun it would be, and how she’d get to meet some of her favorite bloggers, like this one, and this one and this one, and learn tons and tons about how to be a better blogger.

the only problem? blogging conferences aren’t free. so instead of do something drastic, like try to find someone who needs a kidney, she decided to turn to the place she’d be going for in the first place: her blog. most importantly, her readers. “after all! if everyone donated a dollar, i could totally go!” she said to her kind of skeptical/totally-supportive-of-crazyness husband.  “you’re right”, he said and before he could finish, she was off researching everything she’d need to go to BlogHer ’10 in august.

[end scene. this is the part where i transition from super awkward storytelling voice telling a story about myself as if i'm not and over into my regular voice. see? totally bananas over here.]

never in a million years did i see myself getting to a point in blogging where i’d want to fly across the country (have i mentioned i need sedatives to fly? terrified) and meet other bloggers. but here i am. i want to go. badly. not only would i be meeting Mae (remember her super awesome guest post?), but hundreds of other bloggers. you guys? i need your help. i’m not gonna sit here and beg, i’m just throwing it out here that i will be accepting donations to help make my nerdy/super amazing bloggy dreams come true. think of your dollar as a “thank you” for the following:

• informing you of anderson cooper’s gayness (kind of)
• making you think you should have another baby
• sharing with you how dumb i was
• giving you marriage advice
• um, this
• sharing photos of a cute lil’ nugget (too many to link, duh)

in return for your dollar, i will make you all proud by getting on a plane (this is huge, you don’t understand), flying to NYC and having an amazing time, thanking each and every one of you all the way, and of course, blogging my entire experience. because that is why i’m here, is it not?

just saying, a t-shirt of epic proportions with everyone’s name who donated would probably need to be made/worn.

hugs and smootches,

mandy

to donate to my BlogHer ’10 Conference fund o’ dreams, click here:

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