Come chat this weekend

Come on over and chat today at the Second Annual Growing A Life I'm Not Going to BlogHer Chat. Hope to see you non-BlogHer-attending folks!

I'm going to leave the chatroom up all weekend, although today is the only day I'm going to be there reliably. Feel free to visit -- you might find other bloggers there at the same time.

Please come to the I'm Not Going to BlogHer Chat

Tomorrow is the first day of BlogHer, and I will have the Second Annual Growing A Life I'm Not Going to BlogHer Chat (Sagaling-TBC, it turns out). I will leave the chat room open all day, so when you get a chance, please pop in and see who else is there and not going to BlogHer! I will try to be in the chat room whenever I can. We may not be in San Francisco this weekend, but we can still talk about blogging, or babies, or just have a little virtual party.

Just go here: Sagaling-TBC. That's our chat room. Feel free to tell your bloggy friends. The more, the -- you know....

Also, for more I'm-not-there fun, tonight at 8 pm Pacific time, the BlogHer People's Party is having a real-time chat and video here.

And there's a whole day of events tomorrow at BlogHer in Second Life, for those who are so inclined.

Hope to chat with you tomorrow!

What I'd Wear Wednesday: Brave soles

What I'd wear today if I could: I'm not sure.

(But it sure ain't my old shorts. In case you were wondering, even though I don't wear them, for some strange reason I can't throw them out or give them away. It might have something to do with how I think they're lucky because I found a $5 bill in one of the pockets when I picked them up at the consignment store, oh, let's see, 17 years ago.

OK, that's it. They're going.

Anyway.)

I found these shoes in a roundabout way and can't tell if I love them or think they are the best footwear joke I have ever seen.



They're made by a UK company called Irregular Choice. I think they would be great fun if I were going to a party where nobody knew me and had a cute little simple dress to wear with them. Outside of that situation, though, I think I would be laughed, pointed and whispered at.

Irregular Choice makes lots of "fun" shoes, like these:



But I am in no way advocating the use of large pink polka dots by anyone over the age of 11.

So, I guess I'm after a fun shoe, but am just not brave enough to wear the likes of these.

Do you have a pair of outrageous shoes? Is there anything you're not brave enough to wear?

Think about such things

...whatever is true, whatever is noble,



whatever is right, whatever is pure,



whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable --



if anything is excellent or praiseworthy -- think about such things



--The Bible, Philippians 4:8

The essential you

Don't you think?

Another BlogHer-nia

How come so many cool bloggers are named Amanda, Stephanie, Jodi, Melissa and Heather? How come so many cool bloggers live in Kansas, Georgia, New York, DC and Chicagoland? Maybe I should move and change my name.

And how come I can't find any of my favorite pregnant/newly-given-birth bloggers' baby registries online? Ahem.

Anyway, next Friday is DUM DUM DUM! The first day of the big BlogHer conference that half the bloggers I know are going to. I am not going. Last year, I didn't go either and made this button you can snag if you want to:



Growing A Life is just for fun, so the only reason for me to go would be to meet you amazing people with your cool names and cool hometowns. San Francisco is too far away for a party, however, even for a fun-loving person like me.

So....

Just like last year, I'm bringing back the I'm Not Going to BlogHer chat!

That's right, I can now say it's the Second Annual Growing A Life I'm Not Going to BlogHer Chat (or Sagaling-TBC for short)!

If you're not going to BlogHer next Friday (a week from today), please feel free to come to the chat room that I will set up and have a link to. If I can't meet you at BlogHer, at least I can chat with you. Feel free to spread the word.

You might be a reformed white-trash mom if...

I've heard you can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl. Once a country girl, always a country girl?

Is that true for white trash too?

What I mean is, maybe I'm white trash and don't know it. Or maybe I'm still white trash -- just a little bit reformed.

Tell me what you think:

You dress your child in camo,



but the pajamas are from Baby Gap.

You own a pair of faded, frayed shorts like this,



but you never wear them.

You often look like you're still in the 80s,



but only because you just woke up and haven't done your hair yet.

Your husband keeps a pair of rusting motorcycles in the yard,



but, well, I have no defense here.