Just got back from an amazing weekend at the Blogher10 conference. Re-energized from the informative sessions, my brain is full and I can’t wait to tell you about my lessons learned and the super-cool women I met.
Plus, I got to kiss the Pillsbury Doughboy!
Kevin, honey, if you’re reading this: remember when we talked about the ‘one free pass’ person in our lives and I told you mine was Sting? I’ve changed my mind. It’s Doughboy. Sting doesn’t bake cupcakes. Doughboy smells like cookies, has an adorable laugh and will keep me on a sugar high forever.
Doughboy, if you’re reading this: I think you’re sexy. I like a guy I can hold on to. Call me. You can frost my cake anytime.
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I see your point although if Sting were to land on your doorstep, I’m pretty sure you would have to revisit your decision.
Thanks for coming to the panel!