I spent the weekend in Asheville, NC at the Type-A-Parent Conference.
It was a conference I always enjoy in a city I love with people I adore doing stuff we agree to never talk about.
Unfortunately, most at this conference didn’t know there was a reason I hid away for this weekend.
The morning we drove to Asheville I had to have Botox injections in my leg/arm.
Which meant about the time I was supposed to be full of YEAH I was actually full of OWWWW.
So, if there was any time I was saying hello to you and you were thinking, “WOW! She’s much bitchier in person.” please know it’s
Robin Plemmon’s fault because they stabbed me needles and shoved my muscles full of drugs full of drugs JUST BEFORE we got all Boom Boom Pow.
There were wonderful people to see, the Aiming Low patio party where we did __________, laughs to share, moments to store away forever, friendships to start and ones to strengthen.
I always refuse to link to anyone because i would hate to forget all of the people who made the trip so unforgettable.