Why I Continue Blogging... (part 2)

Nothing like starting a 2 part post and then dropping off the face of the earth. Sorry y'all. If you don't know what I'm talking about you can go and catch up by clicking here.

Connecting the dots to new friends with old connections. Yes, that's where I left off.

Every conference or event that I attend now I get to meet someone new. Sometimes that someone is a friend of a friend, sometimes just a stranger that I sit next to in a session. Occasionally you don't even have to be at an event to meet the people there.

"Huh? She's gone off the deep end with that one." I guess I'll have to explain.

My good friend Carmen was at an event in March and met the women there. During introductions, one of the other attendees mentioned that she lived in the same town as I do. Twitter intros ensued and a few weeks later I have a brand new blogging friend in my very own home town.

Meet Caryn of The Midlife Guru. Turns out that we have a few other mutual friends, were at the Blissdom conference at the same time last year, and have lots and lots in common. Who knew that a frozen yogurt meet-up would last for 1 1/2 hours with promises of other events and more yogurt?

This is what I love about blogging. Our blogs grow and change and bring us face to face with new friends that we would never have met otherwise. That's why I keep at it.

People of Blissdom '13

Every conference I go to I get the chance to meet many lovely people. Here is a list of a few of the people that I met this weekend: (in no particular order, like seriously. it's the order in which I grabbed your card out of my bag. Which means there might be a few that were misplaced. Sorry!)

Cris Goode/GoodenessGracious
The Homeschool Post
Heather Solsbery/Sprittibee
Zakary Watson/Raising Colorado
Michelle Albright-Peters/So Wonderful, So Marvelous
Claire Mola/ a little Claireification
Sherry Carr-Smith/PaperScissorsKeyboard
Julie Crisp/Eyes Full of Pretty
Emily Emmer/Extra Space Storage
Debbie Shadid/detailed with love
Allison Davis/Girl Returns Home
Anna Tovar/annatovar.etsy.com

And some old friends that I met for the first time:

Holly Homer/June Cleaver Nirvana
Kat/Sassy Irish Lassie
Allison McDonald/No Time for Flash Cards
Deanna/Domestic Chicky

And some of the regular folks that I enjoy seeing at every conference:

Carmen/Mom to the Screaming Masses
Shannon/100 Routes Across America
Michelle/Honest and Truly
Christina/A Mommy Story

And, of course, there are perhaps dozens of you that I spoke with, laughed with, or sat with in a session that I didn't get your card or can't for the life of me remember your name. It's not you, it's me. Forgive me and leave me a comment with your link?

Oops, I Did It Again!

A little nervous, I'll admit.

 The day after Valentine's Day was THE DAY. I was getting my hair done. I had thought about it for a while. Discussed it with my stylist. Checked Pinterest. Emailed pictures. Decided to just.do.it.already. February 15th was THE DAY.

During.

I arrived for my 10:45 appointment and we promptly got started. To do what I wanted to do I knew it was going to take a long time. Double processing: Bleach out most of my head, color the roots and rest, then re color what the bleach had taken away. @UncleCrappy, one of my cohorts over at Draft Day Suit thought it looked like I had burritos in my hair. Hey! Lunch and a new 'do!

Point of reference: When I was a teenager I used to listen to my mom and her best friend from high school, (who is also my aunt,) talk about the time that they used a red rinse in their hair. This was in the 1950's when this kind of thing were kinda taboo, ya know? Anyway, my grandmother was pretty torked that my mom had colored her hair and she made my mom wash it over and over and over and over that night (about 20 times!) until most of the red rinse was gone. Somehow this story stuck with me and I assumed that my mother would have done the same thing. When I was in high school I really really wanted to do something c.r.a.z.y. with my hair. Those were the 80's, you know? Shaved on one side, mohawks, punk colors. I was jealous of anyone who could do THAT.

A couple of years ago I did purple streaks. I loved them but it wasn't nearly enough.

Fast forward to February 15, 2013. I'm a 44 year old married mom of 3. I'm an adult, right? I can make my own decisions and if I want purple hair there is no one to stop me.

Ta Da!

So look out Blissdom! Me and my purple hair will be there with bells on. (OK, well, maybe not the bells. I usually only wear those at Christmas time. But the purple hair? It's staying.)