It really is the only way to go. I never get lost at Blogher, why? I'm at home, in my comfy cozy home with my mini staff.
There's Yard worker TJ, he's 13 now and wow the lawns at this here place? nice, his supervisor the Dh, does a reasonable job but we all know the Mr 13 is really the perfectionist.
My IT specialist Mr 10, will be in charge of making sure I'm truly connected. He's got some mad "I can get past those parental controls skills".
Kitchen Staff is Mr 7 he's in charge of "when will we eat" also referred to "MOMMMMMMMMM I'm hungry" and (let's stay hydrated)... "there's nothing to drink here but water" Cheers Mr 7 Cheers!
So Join me August 2-4th for HomeHer... It might get me posting more too. Oh darn the Staff calls... something about disconnecting my internet if I don't supply a meal and entertainment. I'm sure if the staff showed up at Breakfast time 9am they wouldn't be asking for a lunch break at 130pm.
Lunch supplied... Grill cheese FTW, not to be confused with the eyerolls I saw saying "Grill cheese again WTF"...
If plans change I may have to reach you all from the road... van... trapped with staff. They like to visit places on the weekends with DH driving because "mom always wants to stop at the healthy places". Also I still do not own a cellphone so it might be a hack from mr 10's Dsi. We'll see. Thankfully those things take pics. As we all know Pics or it didn't happen.
The chair may also be part of the weekends events after I figure out how it moved to the sandpile. Might have been the grounds keeper? but maybe the chair is trying to excap after seeing some of the birch tree leaves turn yellow?

