BlogHer, Part 2: The Journey Of A Thousand Miles Starts With One Panic Attack

Conversation With Bestest Friend A Few Days Before BlogHer

Bestest Friend: So, how are you getting to Chicago? Did you decide to drive?

Blogger: No, no! I’m going to fly! Isn’t that cool?

Bestest Friend: Wow! You are going to fly?

Blogger: Yes! Yes I am!

Bestest Friend:

Blogger: And I’m not nervous at all!

Bestest Friend: Good!

Blogger: Last time I flew I had to take a mild sedative...or five...but I don’t think I’m even going to need it this time!

Bestest Friend: Very good!

Blogger: I was reading through Flying Without Fearand really, there is no reason to worry! Flying is more safe than, well, than sitting in this room with you! Why, at any second, a meteor could crash through the roof and kill us both!

Bestest Friend: So true!

Blogger: Yup! No fear at all!

Bestest Friend: So what times are your flights?

Blogger: Well, I leave Philly around noon and it’s only an hour and a half flight to Chicago.

Bestest Friend: That will be easy!

Blogger: Oh sure, yuppers! Then I leave Chicago on Sunday morning, bright and early. I’ll have to be at the airport by 5:30 AM to get on my flight.

Bestest Friend: So you’ll probably just stay up all night?

Blogger: Yes, I’m thinking of it! Should be easy! Party, party, party!

Bestest Friend: Till the morning light! Party, party, party!

Blogger: Whoo-hoo!

Bestest Friend: Then you can crash on the plane!


Best Friend: I mean…


Friend: I mean, you know…"crash"...meaning "sleep"?



Blogger: I’m going to need a quart of vodka to wash down the tranquilizers.

Friend: At least a quart.


Unknown said...

I actually laughed out loud. Thank you!

karengreeners said...


Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

Another BEFORE story. I like this.

I do grounding meditations when I fly. I do. What?

Gwen said...
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Gwen said...

Two days of BlogHer posts and we're *still* not even at the conference yet. This could take awhile.

Not that I'm complaining.

Unless you did come back "different."

ChurchPunkMom said...


Kristabella said...


At least we know you didn't crash.

SmartPumpkin'sMom said...

Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!! I love you, Mrs Halushki! By the way, I gave you an award. Stop by to pick it up. ;)

Amy said...

ZOMG - coffee nearly came out my nose. This is hilarious!

unmitigated me said...

One poor word choice = one gallon of vodka.

abdpbt said...

I actually like the gaps in the conversation a lot--really good comic timing you guys have.

Fairly Odd Mother said...

The single most thing I'm happy about with regards to NYC's BlogHer is that I do not have to fly. Yippee! I can "crash" on the train. (gulp)

Great convo.

Kristine said...

Oh boy, thank goodness for friends huh? lol

Thank you SO much for the incredibly kind comment on my blog! You have no idea how much it meant to me! I was in the car when I read it and I turned to my husband and said "omg, someone really likes me!" And he just looked at me like I was an idiot and shook his head.

I always feel so strange in situations like that and then manage to convince myself the other person is only being polite. Because really, I never actually left high school. Just another reason why I need therapy..

Seriously though, next time it's a date!

CaraBee said...

That was awesome!

I spent my entire flight gripping the armrests and looking around frantically for the barf bags because I was certain that at any moment I was going to hurl the entire contents of my stomach, which was a tiny bag of peanuts. Still. It would have been ugly.

Kath said...

Hem. Sorry about that. (Looking sheepish) I felt even worse when your hubby told me at "the somewhat misleadingly named Family Fun Night" that your flight out there was awful. The idea that the words "you can just crash on the plane" might have been playing like a skipping l.p. record in your head had me kicking myself all night long. Well, at least twice, anyway. Glad you're home alive!

Priscilla - The Wheelchair Mommy said...

I've read a few of your posts and you are absolutely hilarious .... cant wait to read more about how you loved blogher said...


I'll never forgive you.

I don't care how delicious your ratatouille is.

Please send chocolate brownies and tequila immediately to renew our friendship.

P.S. Thank you for inspiring this excellent blog post.

Jenny, the Bloggess said...

And this is one of the many reasons why I will love you forever, my mystical, wonderful friend.

Kath said...


This won't be a problem.

Do you prefer turtle brownies or double-chocolate?


Junk Drawer Kathy said...

Fuuuuuny! And kudos if you can fly without sleep. I'm in awe.

Angela said...


berlinvale said...

It was so funny!! Thanks for this great moment!!

Vale from

Mary Alice said...

snort. Whoops. Poor word choice?

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