The week before Easter, I made plans for TWO blogger meet-ups. One of them has been more than a year in the making, and the other one was much more recent.
Jen from Conversion Diary and I have been trying to meet up FOREVER (ok, for just over a year. But it seems like forever). One of us always has to cancel because of life or kids or weather or scorpions. Ok, not really that last one. We are bonded by the scorpions and would likely enjoy trying to annihilate one together. Once again our plans were thwarted-- I left for Fort Worth (I pass her home along the way) two days later than planned because H came down with an ear infection and was having a beastly time dealing with it, and when I DID head her way, she had a sick child to deal with as well. Curses- foiled again! We're now aiming for this summer.
But... I got to meet someone else that I've been hoping to meet for a while, especially given the fact that she lives not far at all from my parents' home!
Faith Makes Things Possible... Not Easy ("Faith" from here on out) and I made plans to meet up for breakfast. I had the advantage of having been to this particular little diner before, so at least I wasn’t going in totally blind. I had to laugh at myself as I was getting ready that morning, because, as I told my mom, it felt like I was getting ready for a first date! I had gotten a haircut the day before, wore a brand new shirt, and wore more make-up than I usually do—I even wore eye liner and blush, something that rarely (if ever) happens these days. I arrived a few minutes early, and as I sat there, I started freaking out a tiny bit and wondering what was going to happen if we had nothing to say. Then I reminded myself about our texting exchange the day before and calmed down:
Me: Perfect. I’ll see you at 8 am. I’ll be the one in the ball gown and up-do. And the tiara, of course. ;-)
Faith: Hmm, I was thinking swimsuit but that might be underdressed considering your ball gown… I’ll have to decide later I guess! See you then!
Anyone who can come right back with that HAD to be normal… or at least as normal as I am.
Any concerns I’d had were completely relieved when we started talking. I don’t know how long we were there, but it was somewhere between an hour and two hours. Not only was it not awkward, but it was GREAT. And EASY. We have a couple of friends and acquaintances in common (and we went to the same university, though I was out of there by the time she arrived, and she was gone right before I started my Masters degree!), but found about a thousand other things to talk about. And, she can vouch for me about the diaper clutch I use as a purse—it’s the cutest bag ever. I had to laugh when she commented on it, because I had just been telling someone else the story the day before about how I’ve yet to go a day where someone doesn’t comment on it, if I’m out and about.
It was so much fun that, just like if it HAD been a blind date that went well, I called her a few hours later on my way out of town, just to tell her how much fun I had. I can’t wait to visit with her again when I’m up that way with family. It’s nice to have gone from “fellow bloggers” to friends.
Isn't she adorable? Don't judge me for the overuse of eye make-up and the EXTREME close-up. It's harder than you'd think to take a pic of yourself using a Nikon D90 with a long lens. And, yes, Faith is smiling in the photo, which cracked us up, since she's hiding her face like she does on her blog. I seriously could not stop laughing long enough to snap a photo.
Thanks for meeting with me, friend! I had a great time and you can reassure your grandma with the knowledge that I wasn't a serial killer/rapist. Whew. :-)
