There was dancing, there was swag, but most importantly, there was 191,752 tweets with the hashtag #blogher11. Did anyone else notice?
But I wasn't there. Did anyone miss me? No. Not only was I not there, neither were some other fan-freakin'-tabulous bloggers who were previously committed to doing other things and couldn't attend.
SO, pray tel, what were we all doing? I've included a little photo montage to show you.
I went to a baby shower and also had a lack of funding to fly clear across the country. SO, while the rest of you were at BlogHer I was getting a jump start on my BlogHer12 fund. I can't take credit. This great idea was Ryan's. I even blogged about it. Lemonade is for sissies.
But I'm not the only one who stayed home because we had other things that were going on. Rach, from the blog Life With Baby Donut, had a little plumbing issue. Seems as if my white granny panties (that I blogged about sending to school last week) somehow showed up in the toilet of my twitter twin over a thousand miles away. Can't keep track of those things. Geez Rach! Don't look so disgusted. I never wore them, remember?
Others of us stayed home with kids and tend to household duties. But not to be outdone by those ladies partying it up in California, Elena from Mommy is in Timeout classed up her grass cutting. Because honestly, lawn mowers are for heathens.
Yes, that is a tiara and those ARE scissors (how refined).
And then there's Dana. Don't mess with her. The mastermind behind Really, What Were We Thinking got into a little "scuffle" at the play area in the mall. Some kid got a little too pushy with Klaw and she had to check a bitch. Not the pushy kid, but his Dad. And contrary to what you might think, this photo is not related to her occasional nose bleeds. Nope. She's one bad mammajamma.
And finally, there's Liz from A belle, a bean and a chicago dog. She took some time out from being a social media maven and co-hosting the Summer Blog Social to take her girls to the aquarium. Since the sharks weren't being particularly ferocious (must have had BlogHer on their little tiny brains), Liz, being the go-getter, take-charge kinda gal she is jumped in the shark tank to rough them up herself. This photo was taken right before she sucker punched this guy right in the kisser knocking out 458 of his pearly whites. Yes, the kids were impressed. Seriously, what mom wouldn't wrestle a shark for her kids entertainment?
So maybe next year we won't have many commitments and will be able to go to BlogHer '12. But until then we've still got dozens of BlogHer '11 wrap up posts to "read" as well as several million tweets about how everyone was so glad to meet everyone else...how they didn't spend enough time together. No, I'm not bitter. See ya next year.