The good

Getting away from my kids.

Rooming with Corrina from A Celebration Of Curves fame. Her curves should be celebrated. My boobs had serious competition. She’s a kind soul and full of interesting conversation. I credit her for helping me break my habit of saying “I have to go potty”.

Met Stephanie Klein who was like a breath of fresh air. She was kind, down to earth, unpretentious, and funny. She approached me and Corrina at the Macy’s cocktail party with a sincere “Hi”. (Some elite bloggers could take some pointers from her) Her hubby is equally adorable and was beaming with pride for his wife and sons. Her beautiful red curly hair reminded me of my red curly hair baby at home so I just had to touch it. And it didn’t scare her off! I lurve her.

Had an uplifting experience with feeding the poor.

Met and filmed a DVD with Grover from Sesame Street.

Got felt up by a hot lesbian.

Felt up the Michelin Man.

Had a lovely time with my favorite peeps.

Met new peeps that are lovely.

Found out that the best conversations happen in bathrooms.

Meeting Guy Kawasaki. So sweet, shy, and unpretentious.

The bad

Missing my kids.

Not enough time with my favorite peeps.

Not as much boob grabbing as last year. I guess my boobs are old news.

Getting on the wrong train. Twice.

Thinking I’m on the wrong train and getting off then realizing it was the right train and jumping back on. The conductor yelled at me. Everyone heard and stared.

Telling a recovering alcoholic that I had one too many martinis the night before. I’m such an ass. Sorry, Rachel. I’m proud of you.

Too many bloggers, too little time.

More later…

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