About this time last year, I met Savannah through some other people I met through the Little Rock TweetUp. I asked her if she wanted to meet at the park with our kids for a play date. She told me later she gave her husband my cell phone number and description of my car in case I turned out to be a crazy person. Well, I am a crazy person, but not the kind who hurts people.
What a difference a year makes. Earlier this week, I called her and said, “Hey, why don’t you abandon your husband and kids for the weekend and road trip with me to Austin?!” She said sure. It’s slightly more complicated than that. But not much.
We’re off to Austin for Bloggy Boot Camp. I’m one of the speakers. So that’s big, exciting stuff. You know, if you’re me. I still don’t have the stamina for an eight-hour road trip on my own, which is why I needed a partner in crime at the last minute. There will be shenanigans. They will be reported in due time. With any luck, the reporting will be only on our blogs and not to the authorities.
If you see us in Austin, feel free to send cheese dip to our table.