i don’t get out much. i mean, i really don’t get out much. i go to work, i go to the grocery store, sometimes the bank, & occasionally the gas station. i travel the world on my DSL line every evening, & that seems to keep whatever wanderlust i have at bay. plus, the logistics of leaving the house are daunting, & there is the inevitable conflict of opinions. i just don’t see anything improper in a parent wanting out of the house every once in awhlie. i guess i just don’t get that. whatever.
so it amazed me the lack of objections i encountered when i broached the subject of the not one but TWO plans i have for this weekend. tomorrow night, my daughter & her boyfriend are picking me up for a party that her work is giving. she’s always trying to get me out of the house, & she gets very fussy when i tell her i ?can’t? go somewhere.
so i already had this party in my mind when the subject of meeting some bloggers in Santa Monica came up, & i leapt at the chance, knowing full well that i’d have to get it by the powers that would be. i broke the news all at once, over the phone, & it went surprisingly well. i have the permission! *sigh* over the fact i even had to sweat that.
so this weekend, i take my son to the Santa Monica Pier & get to meet my very first bunch of bloggers — i’ve never met anyone from the internet & this is just as exciting as can be. couldn’t ask for a more interesting bunch: Skits & her hubby Francisco (aka madflava), Jon, Ezrael & his girlfriend Tara.
i can’t wait.