There was plenty of chat. Chat about blogs and blogging, about Twitter, about everyone's kids, about lots of other stuff that was nothing to do with the internet or parenting. It was just a night out, like any other, with some really lovely people. I also got to try cauliflower puree (which, for the record, tastes like thickened air).
Mammasaurus' Cupcakes |
I've only been blogging for just over a month, so it was fantastic to meet some more established bloggers this early on.
Part two was a house warming party about a mile away, with people I've known for years. Because I arrived late I was asked where I'd been. Because I was a bit drunk I let people know I'd been meeting up with some people I'd met online. Probably because they were drunk they found this hilarious. Thankfully, after a bit of piss taking we moved on to other topics. It got me thinking though; clearly it's not yet accepted as the norm to mix and match the online world and the offline one.
I hadn't told many people I know in the "real world" that I'd started a blog until last night. My wife knew (hello!) and that was about it. I'd told a few I was writing it, but not where to find it, and everyone else had no idea.
I like my little corner of the internet, and I like being able to write what I want here. It pissed me off when people I like couldn't see that meeting up with people from the internet is NOT weird in the slightest. So I've decided, I won't be telling my "real world" friends where to find my blog, in case they annoy me enough to want to say something about them. There's an exception to that of course, because I'd like to think I can now count the strangers I met last night to celebrate a birthday as real world friends as well as online ones, which has to be the best of both worlds.
Huge thanks to everyone who was out last night, it was a true pleasure to meet you all, hope to do it again soon!
That is a shame about your friends. Some of mine don't "get it" but I know still read my blog. Nice to meet you sorry we didn't get to chat. I'm sure this is the first of many gatherings
ReplyDeleteI didn't do the best job of moving throughout the evening, only spoke to the people within earshot! Poor effort on my part I think, but I'm sure there'll be a next time :-)
DeleteWas blooming gorgeous to meet you too. And you didn't know what the hell Mammasaurus was on about either!
ReplyDeleteNope, what's a DNS? Anyone? I should probably email her...
DeleteHeh hehe super doops to meet you too! Good times! Just think next time we meet you will have a little boy! How cool is that?
ReplyDeleteI too had cauliflower puree and for the record - I don't get it.
At all.
I know, amazing! Glad you had a good time, cauliflower puree aside...
DeleteI am so jelous! Wish i was!!Would've been lovely to meet you!
ReplyDeleteThere will be another, of that I am sure! :-)
DeleteThanks for commenting!
There was cauliflower puree? I don't remember seeing babyfood on the menu?
ReplyDeleteHaha, I didn't think of it like that! It came with the steak, don't think anyone would have missed it had it not though.
DeleteThere's a reason why I'm anonymous you know, real-world people don't get social media at the best of times, let alone blogging. A few people in my toddler group know I blog because of the review toys, my family know but only one secondary school friend knows the blog name and reads it, and my one brother has read it. No-one else knows the name.
ReplyDeleteInteresting. I was a little surprised at the reaction, but perhaps that was a bit naive of me.
DeleteThose cakes... I want one NOW! Sounds like a brilliant night. Even more so because it was in my homeland of Brizzle.
ReplyDeleteThey did look amazing. I didn't actually eat one, because I was full of steak and beer, which is a happy situation.
DeleteJust you wait. Blogging will become huge to you. You'll crave it. NEED it. Want to do it EVERY DAY. Your RL friends will fall by the wayside. They'll try to intervene, maybe even section you. But the blogging will have you by then, its claws well and truly sunk into your flesh. And you'll love it. You will worship at the altar of blogging.
ReplyDeleteIt's not like you have anything else to do, is it? Oh... wait... you're having a baby soon?
Never mind then.
Yeah yeah, whatever, I don't buy all this "baby's are hard work" propaganda ;-)
DeleteI already want to blog every day. Except yesterday. I didn't want to yesterday.