So yesterday I started to tell you about the fantastic group I had the pleasure of spending last weekend with, but, being tired and generally suffering a good bout of pregbrain lately, I forgot to link to the BFF site
so you could check the deets and even see some pictures there. D'oh! Because even more typically, I got no pictures of us in action, so do go by to see some hilarious zombie action
, as wella as some shots from Metro's lovely opening cocktail party, our wine tour, cute babies, and all sorts of other fun we had. Plus, you can see all this awesomeness I'm talking about in person! Go!
Oh, but read more, first...
B*B reminds me a bit of myself, being a little shyer, a little more introverted, but really easy to talk to once you get going. She always has a related story to chip in to keep conversation flowing, and had some interesting things to add to discussion on Saturday, not to mention being a terrific addition to any hotel-room party you might be having! Because she lights up once she gets comfy, people. All that, and she's cute as a button. Seriously. She has the kind of lovely straight, honey-toned hair people pay a lot of money for, a pretty, friendly face, and glasses that lend her an air of seriousness, though she twinkles from behind them. I hadn't seen her without them before this weekend, and now I kind of feel like I've seen another side of her, somehow.
Also known as Tempting Mama, Sam is lovely. A cool blond with a warm smile, she came with an adorable addendum in the form of her quite new baby son. As I said to her, I'm not really a baby person, but he was really sweet, and gave us not a moment of fuss - what a travel companion! I didn't get to spend lots of time with her, as she went home each night, and when I did sit next to her at dinner one night, it was loud, and I would guess she was likely tired, with that new babe and all. For all that I wish we'd talked more, she was good to meet, since I know some of her story from her former MommyBlogsToronto writings as Viable Vixen. It is rare, too, to meet a woman who works in the construction industry, and I would love a chance to meet her again some day and find out more about that. Next time, Sam!
I am so glad I got to meet Gabriella again - at past meetups, I have seen her once or twice, but held back, and not gotten to know for certain who she was or how very nice she is, silly me. Really, very silly, because she is a honey, and also lots of fun, joining in our goofiness, even though she seems a bit shy at first, which I totally get, as you might imagine. I read her off and on as well, and insist you go by if only to catch a glimpse of the cutest dark-haired little girl. In person, Gabriella is lovely, too - petite, with long, subtly streaked hair framing a face set with eyes glimmering with intelligence. But the side I didn't see came out in her blog afterwards - girl snuck across to the casino to rack up some winnings before heading home! Sassy!NoMotherEarth
NoMo is someone who I find in some ways a real kindred spirit (I, too, am no earth mother, and didn't find the whole pregnancy and baby thing came naturally), and in other ways my complete opposite. I completely related to the experience she talked about in discussion of not meshing with happy mothers-group types in the neighbourhood, for example, but otherwise love many of the same things about where I live that she loves about her neck of the woods. On the flip side, she is broadly funny, with a flair for the perfect gesture (which, you know, suits an actress!). Physically, too, she is long and lean, with a graceful, attentuated neck, where I am rounder and short of torso and less than elegant. She is someone I keep thinking I'd like to know better, so I was really glad to get to hang out with her this weekend. Not
, as you might think, just for the incredible, heart-consuming adorableness of her litte guy, who is about the happiest babe I've ever seen, and totally stole the show. Watch out, NoMo, because Sandra and I are flipping for who gets him after the babysnatching!
SciFiDad is yet another playdate writer, and one who I think I've only seen across a dark bar once at a meetup where I also met some other new people, and he got lost in that shuffle. I didn't get to speak to him much this time either, as he sadly was only able to join us during the day on Saturday for the roundtable and the wine tour. He was a great addition to the talking, though, lending not only our lone male voice, but also some good insights and much-appreciated tech support (and when I say support, I mean more like some sort of voodoo magic aura thing). He's one who will often respond in email to comments on his playdate column, so it was interesting to meet the man behind Daditorial in person and full daylight! (And for those of you who have seen his comments around, I should tell you that he does not
wear a helmet like his avatar does. Which, you know, is nice so you can see him!) I was also interested, as an aside, to find out that his wife is also a blogger, as so many of our spouses don't really get the blogging thing so much.
Another blogger with a blogging spouse (that would be Urban Daddy, natch), I've met Urban Mommy briefly at other events, but never really talked to her much. She's just another one of those people I always felt too timid to go and actually introduce myself to. (Are you sensing the wimpy thing is a theme with me? yeah. Told you I was shy.) Part of it is, Urban Mommy is one of those people who are tall and striking and project confidence, and well, I'm not. We talked a bit about neighbourhoods and crafting and other things in common, though, so I was glad to get to know her a little bit this time out, even if she had the misfortune to skip the zombie party of Saturday night, after her her husband and two adorable boys arrived to join her. Sharing a room with three cute men, though, who could blame her for going with that option? ;^)And once again, I bow out for bedtime and make you wait for the next installment. I know, I'm mean, but I'm also tired. With less than two months left on this baby train, I'm starting to find it tiring and sore-making to lug this belly around all day at work, so I need my sleepies. How is it that it is so much easier to not feel the strain when surrounded by terrific bloggirls?