I apologize for my lack of posting. I hit a point where I had to shut off comments in order to regulate email, and eventually stopped posting just to catch up on... well... email. I promised myself I would never get an email assistant. So now that I'm caught up, I am promising myself not to fall behind again. Fingers crossed.
Wow. This blog post is feeling a lot like an Ambien. Yawn.
It gets better.
Maybe not for you, but I'll let you be the judge.
On Saturday I was invited to work with Ergobaby for another amazing event. Basically, I spent the day wearing my favorite carrier and a weighted demo doll, while I showed celebrities how to wear their babies. I tried not to trip over my words and refrain from drooling, all while trying to smile at the right times while a professional photographer snapped away in the background.
I took a ten minute break during the event to walk the other booths, and while going from table to table, each brand representative asked to take down my information to ship me their products. Basically, I strolled up and down a hallway while people stopped me, complimented me, and offered me free things. Each time, I had to turn them down and explain that I was just a vendor stretching my legs. And each time, I felt like I was going to throw up from the exhilaration from feeling famous.
Maybe I should shop at thrift stores less often so that price tags on new things aren't so shocking.
It was the event of a lifetime, and I feel so honored to have been able to attend. You can read the full event summary here on Celebrity Baby Scoop.
And now I will name drop and show you photos where I look like a deer in the headlights. Yay!
Top Left: Me, Ergobaby employee and friend Laura
Top Right: Laura, Melissa Joan Hart, Me
Bottom: Tamera Mowry, son Aden, Me
Scout Masterson, Me, Bill Horn
Me, Donald Faison, Laura
Me and Molly Ringwald
I'll probably never experience anything like this ever again, and I will probably never be caught up with emails enough to blog during regular hours again; at least not without the help of caffeine or a venti babysitter, so here it is.
Early kiddo bedtime and lifetime experience win.