Carol, Elisabeth, Geoffry and Rich rule. I met them all for the first time and as usual, I’ve never met a blogger I didn’t like. Well that’s not exactly true, but the one I didn’t like was an exception to the rule and it was more of a personality clash than anything. And given my personality, that there was only ONE is amazing. Blogger rock.
Back to the positive, Geoffry was awesome and fascinating. His quiet voice and interesting stories kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time.
Carol. I have no idea what to say about Carol except it feels like we’ve been friends forever and ever and ever. She so freaking awesome. I wish she was here this morning to have a coffee on my balcony and we could chat all day. I’ll try to arrange this year’s Girlie Weekend around her schedule so she could possibly fly out for it. It would be worth it for all involved.
Elisabeth is a lot like her mother, for which she can thank her mother. Gorgeous and bright, the two of them. And the relationship between them is fantastic. If I have a kid, I want to be a mom like Carol and I want a kid like E. E was particularly interested in Sparky’s line of work, as evil as it is. She understood the dead mother joke so she’s automatically cool in my book. And by the way, E, nice bra! Nice touch with the Bavarian Blue.
Rich. Rich my partner in crime. Rich and I decided smokers are way cool. We were the only people smoking and removed ourselves from the group as to not filthify their air. We had some deep discussions about pornicures (french manicures) and high heels. To his credit he tried to talk about football/soccer/fussball, but it was all lost on me. I have trouble differentiating Klose from Klo (Klose is some soccer player and klo is toilet). Rich lives close to me so I anticipate some more face time in the near future.
And J as always is the best organizer and sweetest man on the face of the earth. I absolutely adore J, but that is old news.
Sparky, well, he was “on” all night. E asked him about his work and neuroscience, and as Tat can tell you, once you engage Sparky in a subject he likes, he won’t stop, not even to wash his hands or polish something.
And he was in a very tight shirt for which the waitress was thankful. Its nice to have an incredibly smart and hot husband. Sometimes it takes going out and seeing him outside our normal routine to remember, but yeah, I got pretty lucky. Next time you see him ask him to to do his Mr. Incredible impression, its hysterical.
So the meetup was fantastic if too short. But they all are. I can’t wait for Dresden.
Oh and my mysterious Belgian didn’t show up. Is that because you’re a serial killer or because you forgot?
*E introduced me to a new hand gesture that I didn’t previously know. It’s called The Shocker. I collect these fine and classy phrases/gestures. I am nothing if not a lady. The krauts will be getting more than a thumbs up on my next drive.