A few weeks ago when I was eating some meal with that man I married, we were talking about my blog and what it has accomplished and what it hasn’t.
I have never harbored any illusion that I would be some Dooce-ish success story or that some obscure agent would happen upon my blog and proceed to offer me millions of dollars for what they know will be a NYT bestseller.
I’ve never thought any of that. Although, you know, it would be nice.
I’m happy with the state of things. I never would have imagined, in 2006, that I would still have this blog and that it would mean quite as much to me as it does.
Back to the dinner.
So Josh and I were eating dinner and he said something to the effect of, “We really need to get you to a conference or something.”
Music to my ears. Have you ever wanted something desperately but you refrained from mentioning it because you didn’t want to be a nag or a bother?
Me, either. But the fact remains that I had never mentioned (in any sort of seriousness) attending a blog conference.
Because what would that mean, really? It would mean airfare, conference passes, hotel rooms, time away. It would mean a family vacation that was pretty much just for me. And I may be a lot of things, but I like to think I’m not that selfish.
So I have pretty much given up any hope of attending a BlogHer conference (because that’s kind of the caviar of blog conferences) unless it came to Memphis or something. Which may happen, one day. But not this year.
Except yesterday on Twitter, my friend Ashley responded to an off-the-cuff tweet I’d made regarding someone sugardaddying me to this year’s BlogHer conference. Which is in New York. I die.
Anyway Ashley and I tweetively decided that we should start a “Send Us to BlogHer” campaign. With complete acknowledgement that likely nothing will come of it, we are sending our desire out into the world.
The Secret says that if you speak affirmations, they will come to fruition.
In light of this assertion, I am putting my positives out into the void.
I will attend BlogHer 2012 in New York City, because someone will believe in the awesome I possess. I will learn and grow, and I will make many friends and connections. I will finally have a purpose for those business cards. I will be forever grateful.
Now, Rhonda Byrne, we’re putting this to the test. Let’s let this shit get real.
Tweet your support of our cause using the hashtags #sendus #blogher.