So, at BlogHer12, I did take some digital evidence of my involvement. I shall commence with a little treatise on each picture’s necessity. And, please, stand in awe of my spectacular photog skillz. No, really. Some of you could take a page or two out of my picture-taking book. Let me present you with Exhibit A, or, The Highpoint:
Whereby… I was able to meet a woman whose work I have been reading and following since it began in the P31 Woman magazine more than a decade ago! Lysa Terkeurst has been writing about being a woman of faith for-evah. And her insights into our days and issues is as engaging now as it was when I started reading her writing. She has a new book out called “Unglued”. Check it out here!
Exhibit B was the low point. I don’t believe you need any further explanation. And if you do, please go back to this post for an in-depth analysis of why horses and I? We don’t mix.
Remember when I told you in the previous post that bowling in a dress, late at night, after a wee glass of wine or three was tricky? I present the evidence:
I would also kindly ask you to avert your eyes from my epic rear-endicus-maximus. It’s a work in progress. Oh yes indeedy!
There was a keynote by none other than The Katie Couric. She has a new afternoon show coming out called… “Katie”. Brilliant title, no? She also affirmed that a lot of us are Lazy Bloggers. We certainly are a talented group whose reputations have apparently preceded us. Here she is. Just in case you think I jest. (And I do believe that she is wearing the very same dress that I was wearing while bowling, above. However, I also believe I may look slightly better in it. Yes?)
Remember when Sweetboy asked me to snap a pic of the Statue of Liberty for him? Well, I think we can all agree that I nailed it.
And, lastly, because I know you’re just bolted to your seats in awe of the beautiful and not-at-all-blurry-in-any-way photos I have presented thus far, let me present Exhibit Something-Or-Other.
Friendships were formed. Some might even survive despite the desire to wear a bag on one’s head. Maybe.
Yes, friends, let’s just say that fun was had by all. Mostly. Mainly.