Getting my Finger on the Pulse of BlogHer ’10

(Tutus for Tanner participant) I woke up on Sunday, both sad and relieved that I had made it through the BlogHer ’10 Conference with bulging elevators, lobbies, hallways and conference rooms filled with the other 2,400 bloggers attending the conference. Women and men connecting, networking and...

Should Traveling be called Groveling?

Our new word for traveling is officially called groveling. Where do I begin? Yesterday was the most gorgeous day of all as we packed up to sadly leave Nantucket and embark on a horrendous journey of ferries, taxis, planes, shuttles and trains. I should have known, when we almost missed the ferry, that the...