Meeting Other Bloggers

I have met several other bloggers in my day. Fine, 5, but it is a start. Anna is one who lives within a 1/2 hour of me, and we have been chatting for over 2 years. We finally decided to meet up on Saturday night for dinner and drinks.

(Anna has put her point of view here in red, you know, to make sure both sides of the story are represented.)

Now, I don't MIND meeting new people, but it isn't my best trait either. I get lost, have the long location, or am late EVERY TIME. Yes, Meeting Beth and Heather? Lost and late. Had to call Beth 3 times to find my way. Lucie? Missed the turn. Like 5 times. Ashley? Even worse. We had the plans down, and I failed to realize there were 2 Starbucks on the same avenue, but 1.5 miles apart. I'd go into more detail, but the point is clear. I begin spazzing early.

Anna? I was determined to do everything right. Except I was a bit putzy, and got in the shower when I was supposed to leave the house. Luckily Anna and Angie are really cool with the "Slightly frizzy wet hair" look. (And yes, they were both totally adorable, with perfect hair. I'm over it. Really.)

Thank you for showering. I appreciate it. You looked adorable anyway.

We meet. It is going fine...then Sara kicks in. Being nervous? I talk fast, tell bad jokes, and give out entirely TMI within the first few minutes, therefore scaring the other blogger. It's pretty awesome.

You're too hard on yourself. THANK YOU for talking so much. It helped me. I'm painfully shy (unless you get a few drinks in me, then WATCH OUT!) But really, there was never a dull moment. We had fun!

Then? I spend the rest of the evening sticking my foot in my mouth in an attempt to make up for the foot in my mouth earlier. It's awkward.

By the end of the night? I am not sure if they are totally scared, ready to call the police, or whether they just get in the car and go "Wow, she's...um...um...well, at least she didn't off me with an axe."

Actually, we got in the car and Angie said "is she what you thought she would be?" My answer: yes. Honest, endearing, funny, witty - all the things I want someone I'm friends with to be. You passed the test, my dear. :)

(Um, now that I think about it? I am not sure how many of those I've met have continued to talk to me. This is embarrassing.)

Maybe I'm just as bad then, because I can't wait for us to hang out again soon. You rock!

I would really like to go to a blogger conference or something soon, however, I seem to be freaking out the blog world 1-2 bloggers at a time, so I'm a touch scared of a larger format. Thank you Anna and Angie for a great night. The code is safe with me, what was said will never be mentioned again, except for the next time we get together, and in the event of large amounts of wine which cause me to babble.