Last night, a few of my fellow Mile High Mamas and I went to hear Dooce at her book-signing for It Sucked and Then I Cried: How I Had a Baby, a Breakdown and a Much Needed Margarita. Never heard of Dooce? In the real world, she goes by Heather Armstrong; to the blogging world she is Dooce and is one of the most popular bloggers in the blogsophere.
We heard her book signings have been overwhelmingly popular so JoAnn and I left early. Really early. As in we arrived there two and a half hours early. Luckily, we weren’t the only losers early birds–Jolene, a health blogger, was first in line. She claimed she got there just a few minutes before us.
I suspect she camped out overnight.
Lori and Sarah arrived soon thereafter and it became a veritable pow pow with the group of bloggers at the front of the line. Everyone started swapping business cards and much to my dismay, I realized a bomb had gone off in my purse and I could not find anything, least of all a skinny little card.
And so I did what everyone should do in a room of bloggers who document your every move: dumped out my purse and organized it.
I was delighted to find several notebooks and even a Christmas stocking stuffer I forgot to give Jamie. During this time, I heard a voice behind me: a pregnant gal who sat down unannounced. When we asked if she had a blog, she said, “Yeah, it’s Glory Ho. Just be careful. If you type it in wrong, you get a** p**orn.”
You can’t make this stuff up.
Heather’s actual reading was hilarious and the Q&A session was fun. Shy lil’ me even asked a question and addressed both Heather and her husband’s funny tweet (Twitter). I was all hot and sweaty with hundreds of eyes on me and it felt like I was on my first date again.
Well, if I could remember what actually qualified as my first date, it was that inconsequential.
When I arrived home, Jamie jokingly accused me: “So, where were you REALLY tonight?”
“What are you talking about? You know where I was!”
“Dooce. She was on Oprah while you were allegedly at her book signing.”
Busted.
What happens with Dooce, stays with Dooce.
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 