1) Hey! Localites! Next year you MUST attend the Share Our Strength/Taste of the Nation event. Was a great party. Great! So great that now, many many hours later, the only word I can think of to describe it is...great. Well, that and...fuzzy. Wine-soaked. Creamy polenta served with braised shortribs and some kind of mystery fried foodstuff on a stick that I kept seeing people with but was never able to locate, which pissed me off because one of my guiding culinary principles is FOOD + FRIED + STICKS = AWESOME.
2) Also awesome was the fact that Jason and I were invited as (bwah ha haaaa) press, which meant we were tagged with the Yellow Wristbands Of I'm So Blogging This. Didn't stop one cute little old guy from scolding me about my hair ("You have gorgeous blonde hair and look what you did to it! Why? Whyyy?"). But after I explained the whole Pink for the Cure thing, he graciously asked for my site address so he could donate. Which is when I realized I had no business cards or even a damn pen. MOST. AWESOMEST. NETWORKER. EVER.
3) Also most awesome: mah shoes.
Yeah, I was totally bleeding into the ankle strap by the end of the night, but they were worth it.
4) Hey! Look!
This was a total shock, actually, and I actually froze the first time I saw the logo projected on the massive screens around the event and just stood there pointing, all "eh eh eh hey!" Jason donates all his ad proceeds to different hunger-related charities every month -- and apparently his small check was enough to get him classified as a local sponsor.
That makes me kind of...sad, actually. It's really humbling to think about how much money we spend on food every month and how far the cost of just one meal out could go towards helping hungry children in our very own city.
*hangs head in shame, mumbles something about the getting the shoes on sale at least*
5) SPEAKING OF CHILDREN, here's a lesson for everyone: if you are going to have a conversation about how your child has never even attempted to climb out of his crib yet, about how it has never even occurred to him that it's an option, don't be all shocked when THE VERY NEXT MORNING you wake up to hear a terrific thumping sound, followed immediately by the wails of your baby who just fell ass-over-teakettle over the crib rail.
(Edited to add Thing #6: Mamapop. Argh. ARGH! Our server went boom. Or almost went boom, and then our host went GAR! SMASH! and yanked the site down and won't put it back up, or something like that. I couldn't really follow the whole story because my head exploded HOURS AGO. Basically: we're too sexy for our hosting provider. Also too popular. And way too obsessed with liveblogging Anna Nicole Smith babydaddy news. So the site will be moving to a shiny new server this week, and I could not love my safe little world of Typepad more at this point, because they never make me deal with scary things like server load times and CPU storage and blah blah talkyspeak blah.)