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July 06, 2008

i just wanna be the one

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After eating my quota of stoned wheat thins and cream cheese with pomegranate jelly i feel a little rejuvenated after this long day of work, long week of work.

I am feeling silly, rambunctious, missing tonight.

I kissed my kids goodbye this afternoon as they head off on an adventure. An adventure that involves first flights on airplanes, family reunions that don't involve me and the longest time we have ever been apart. They are gone until a week tuesday. I am feeling the shock of losing these pieces of me. These little ties that have been bound to me for the past eleven years. I made frantic calls tonight about epipens and distances to hospitals; torn by the loss of control.

I have scheduled myself with lots of work while they are gone. Work and getting organized for BlogHer.

Did i tell you that i can't brush my teeth without feeling like i have to pee? What about those libraries? They make me feel a deep need too.

I am nervous about the conference. Won't you be nice to me? Come and see me speak.


Posted by Jess at 10:57 PM Permalink

Comments (10)

Ada

libraries, bookstores, gardens and garden centres - even gardening catalogs give me a deep need...

wish I could hear you speak at blogher.

I look forward to seeing you next week!

I'm so sorry I haven't stopped by in so long, but I checked your feed in Bloglines (I'm a subscriber, yay!), because I wanted to make sure you were coming to BlogHer, and you ARE! YAY! I am working this year, but I will be around, and if you want to get my cell number so you can find me, send me an email!

Letting your kids go is hard!! Each day will get a little better, but it's never easy. I hope BlogHer is a really good experience for you and you come back energized and renewed. Keep the faith, kiddo.

you will be great a blogger! good luck, can't wait to hear all about it!

I'll be nice!

love the pic Jess. Wish I was going to see you speak. I bet you'll be awesome. Have an amazing time.

I so wish I were going to see you speak at BlogHer. I have no desire to go to that thing other than to hug you and tell you thanks for being so honest. Your story inspires me.

see you next week, lovely
xoxo

I read your posts about BlogHer last year and ached for you (as creepy as that sounds coming from a total stranger!) I am going this year for the first year and alternate between being giddily excited and first-day-of-school nervous. I hope to have an emotional maturity growth spurt between now and the 18th. I will be there to hear you, can't wait.

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