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End-of-summer denial

I’m in denial.

It’s currently 11:24pm, Eastern Standard Time, and I should be in bed, asleep.

Instead, I made myself a sandwich with leftovers from our bridal shower yesterday, and ended up watching a new show on Netflix (Grace and Frankie), even though I had all intentions of watching Gilmore Girls.

Today, I went outlet shopping and bought shirts, skirts, and pants for school and the honeymoon. I accidentally lost weight this past year, and most of my teacher drag looks like teacher bags pulled over my head.

Tomorrow, I have to welcome a new school year with my fellow teachers. It’s the first day for teachers, not students. Over the next few weeks, we don’t have a single 5-day school week in September due to “Fall Recess.” I’d like to motion that we take those collective days off and move them to this week and next.

The weather this coming week is perfect beach weather.

My classroom was all set up over a week ago so I could savor my last week of summer.

2 out of my 3 syllabi are completed.

I have this first week of school planned out.

Yet, I’m not ready.

I’m in denial.

Summer can’t end.

the obligatory #BlogHer15 post

I’ve put off writing about BlogHer15 not because I didn’t enjoy myself, or because I have nothing to say.

I’m not quite sure how to articulate what led me to BlogHer this year.

Professionally, this past school year has been a whirlwind. A few months into my second year of teaching, I was asked to change my schedule and take over a college-level writing course. I struggle with change, and having a change happen so quickly– over the 2 weeks of Winter Break– was difficult for me. I went from 2 junior classes I loved dearly to 2 classes of reluctant seniors. It all worked out in the end, but it was hard. Add visits to specialists, leaving my childhood behind and moving in with V, and planning a wedding, not to mention unexpected popularity with Gay Bride Guide, and I was left in a bit of a state of disarray.

My blogging suffered.

It was announced that BlogHer15 was in NYC, 45 minutes from home, around the same time that I was told I needed to take an additional graduate level English course in order to keep teaching my college-level writing course next school year. I justified attending BlogHer15 by my sudden renewed identity as a student, and thus being able to technically purchase a student ticket.

Still, I wasn’t convinced I should go to BlogHer.

While I enjoyed spending time with a friend last time BlogHer was in NYC, commuting back and forth was draining. So, I posted a Facebook status on a whim, and Sarah became my BlogHer15 roommate.

Then, a few months went by, and I was offered the position of teaching summer school.┬áMy bank account has been feeling the effects of saving for a wedding only a few months away, and I immediately said yes. Only moments later did I recognize that I wasn’t allowed to be absent.

For the entire month of July.

During BlogHer.

Oops.

So, I thought about it. I rationalized that my student ticket still paid for itself with celebrations Friday and Saturday nights, as well as a session or two and meals on Saturday. I’d still go to BlogHer.

Then I remembered I was struggling to blog regularly.

I took a breath, and committed to blogging once a week. That failed.

Then, once July began, I forced myself to blog daily. i began to feel less like a fraud.

On the Wednesday before BlogHer, I was at the hairdresser, sending Elisa pics of my haircut process (my BlogHer tradition!), when my phone rang. I didn’t see the missed calls until after my hair was done.

My life changed in an instant.

Without going into details, life happened. I called out of summer school for 2 days. I tried to figure out how to send my roommate my share of the hotel room. I accepted I’d lose the cost of the BlogHer ticket.

Then, life turned around, again, and I was told by my family and V to still go to BlogHer on Friday afternoon.

So, I went. I felt fragile. I didn’t want to talk to anyone but the man serving desserts.

And my tribe found me and took care of me the rest of the weekend.

Forget tech talk. Forget learning things. Forget networking.

For me, BlogHer is the high school reunion I actually want to go to. I’ve never been more grateful for my tribe.

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Featured selfie-ists:

Alexandra of Good Day, Regular People

Sarah of This-Here-Now

Lizz of Am I A Funny Girl?

Deborah of Peaches and Coconuts and VillageQ

Tabatha of So Tabulous and Turn Right at Lake Michigan

Jasmine of Just Jasmine

Katie of KTMade

Vikki of Up Popped a Fox and VillageQ

Laurie of Laurie Writes

Susan of (Well, I knew her initially as Mama NonGrata, but she’s cooler now) SusanLGoldberg.com

Dresden of Creating Motherhood

Elisa, who co-founded BlogHer

Let Me Explain You, Amazon Prime Day

Amazon Prime is one of my first loves. We met in college, back when you used to get 6 months (practically the entire school year!) as a free trial. So, when they kept hyping up their 20th anniversary as being better than Black Friday I was pumped. The fact that #HappyPrimeDay fell on pay day didn’t hurt (or help) things either.

I was ready to buy a damn unicorn if I could. I expected Amazon to pull out all the stops.

I’ll spare you all the reasons they fell flat. Just know that Amazon Prime Day, as of 2:31pm EST has been a bigger disappointment than Black Friday for me.

Everything I could possibly never want has been on sale.

Then, I saw my dog’s favorite treats.

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I GOT WAIT LISTED. To add salt to the wounds, I kept getting removed from the wait list. Whatever. They’re dog treats.

Then I saw BACKSTREET BOYS AND N*SYNC FOR FREE.

Screen Shot 2015-07-15 at 9.16.04 AMBig surprise, this didn’t work either.

So, I was disappointed, disgruntled, and wanting it my way. I was about to say bye, bye, bye when I got distracted on Facebook.

This led me to remembering that my former Professor, Annie, published her first book yesterday.

Annie was my professor for a summer course called “Writers as Teachers.” Her class helped me realize that I could be a blogger and I teacher, even if the two identities sometimes crossed paths. The summer I took her class was the summer I attended BlogHer for the first time. It was the summer before I started student teaching, and the summer I first found myself actually identifying not only as a teacher, but as a writer as well.

Annie’s class was pretty badass.

So, it seemed like a no-brainer. I looked for Annie’s book on Amazon.

cover courtesy of AnnieLiontas.com

cover courtesy of AnnieLiontas.com

Annie’s book was on Amazon… for almost half price.

So, Amazon Prime Day wasn’t a total bust. I even added one day shipping so I could read Annie’s book on the train to BlogHer15 on Friday afternoon.

Amazon Prime Day was disappointing. I’m looking forward to getting something out of it that isn’t.