BlogHer ’15

You know I love my job. I sit at my desk at home and help users. I love doing that. I get to sit in my pajamas and not wear makeup and type out my answers over live chat or answering support tickets. It’s great.

But you know what’s even better?

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My lovely coworker Denise

Standing at a booth for two and a half days and helping WordPress users. I’m exhausted. My legs hurt. But it doesn’t matter because I got to see the faces of the people I helped. They literally hugged me when we got a problem solved. People walked up to the booth just to say, “I love WordPress so much!” or “I don’t need help, I just want you to know how much I love you.”

And then there were posts like these:

I also ran into old friends, another identical triplet mom, and got to meet a blogger I’ve been reading forever (and got a little giggly and nervous.)

I got to spend all weekend with this magnificent group of women, just a few of my wonderful coworkers.

Denise and I hung out with Gwynnie. I mean, you know, we were all in the same room, at least.


I got a bunch of tattoos.


Man. I love my job.

(Did you know we’re hiring?)

NYC trip recap

George and I took a little trip to NYC for our five year anniversary last week. It was the first time we were both going to be out of town at the same time since the boys were born, so this was a truly momentous occasion! We packed a ton into those three days, so let me get started with the recap, before I forget everything we did.

We flew out on Sunday and arrived at Newark at around 1:30. After getting lost only a few times, we found the train into the city. Luckily, our hotel was right by Penn Station, which is where the train took us. Handy! We got to the hotel right at 3, and found our tiny but very nice room up on the 23rd floor. Since I got the room off Priceline, I was afraid we were going to be in a windowless hovel, but it was remarkably nice!

I guess I should have taken a picture before I messed everything up. Oh well. Take my word for it, it was nice.

I didn’t bring my camera with us that night, it was too heavy, so I only have cell phone pictures for the rest of the day. But basically, we walked. We walked across town, we saw Times Square and Bryant Park and Grand Central Station, and finally ended up on 2nd Avenue for dinner at an Irish pub with a couple of friends. I had bangers & mash (yum) and after dinner, we found another bar nearby for more beer. Yum.

George in Times Square

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After dinner, we walked more. Up to gaze in the windows at Dylan’s Candy Bar, and Tiffany, and Cartier. Down the weird glass elevator to the Apple Store. Into the heart of Times Square. We ended the evening at the midnight showing of Harry Potter. George took the world’s most expensive nap (it was an IMAX show and all) and I enjoyed the film. We made it back to the hotel around 3 am. Party animals!

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times square

First things first, we walked up to the Trader Joe’s on Broadway. Heaven! We got sandwiches and boxes of Dark Chocolate Covered Peppermint Jo-Jos (thank god we don’t live near a Trader Joe’s) and then walked over to Central Park, where we ate our lunch and relaxed on a bench. So relaxing! I wish we could have explored more of Central Park, but alas…






One weird thing we saw while walking that day was the filming of a scene of the show Treme. You know, the show that takes place in New Orleans? And is filmed here? There is a character that lives in NYC, but it’s pretty weird that we came all the way to NYC to see them filming a show about NOLA.

filming Treme

After lunch, we went to the Natural History Museum, and walked around until we were thoroughly museum-ed out.




We took our first subway ride back to the hotel after the museum. Our dogs, they were barking.

We decided to head downtown that evening. We went to a candy shop I had heard about, to a really old bar that George loved and I didn’t, had yummy French fries, had okay pizza, saw Ground Zero, and ended up having an early night to make up for the debauchery of the previous evening.

We rode the Staten Island Ferry, which was relaxing. Saw the Statue of Liberty.


Walked around Chinatown and Little Italy, then found a great bar where we ate fried pickles and drank a pint before walking across the Brooklyn Bridge.



When we got to the other side, we prepared ourselves to stand in a long line at Grimaldi’s for pizza, just as everyone told us to. Luckily, since there were only two of us, we only waited a few minutes. Sweet! We ate our delicious, delicious pizza and went to explore more of Brooklyn. As we were leaving, I spied a mom pushing a triple stroller, and there was that awkward moment between me asking if they were triplets and then telling her WE have triplets. You know, where she thinks we’re one of THOSE people. But thankfully, we were the people who had been there, done that, and therefore we were okay.


Brooklyn was fun. We found a bar that looked promising, so made our way there. But it was just okay. There was a brochure on the table that listed all the businesses on this particular thoroughfare, and I noticed an ENGLISH pub. That’s pretty rare. So we walked a few blocks down and fell in love. We parked our behinds on two barstools and didn’t move for several hours. It was pretty heavenly.

It only occurred to me that morning that we were flying out THE DAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING. Duh. So any time I thought we might have for souvenir shopping disappeared when I realized maybe we should allot some more time to get to the airport. Fortunately and miraculously, there were no lines and we made it to our flight in plenty of time.

And that is the end of our fabulous New York City vacation!