D-List Mom Bloggers, Unite!

I posted on my blog, and promise to share all my D-List insights soon enough. Needless to say, Alma and I rocked the stickers.

I picked up those oh-so-special D-list stickers yesterday and I’m ready to pass them out! Just find Marketing Mommy Alma or I if you want to show the world what a blog slacker you are. Come one, come all! And, we’ll try to meet up again at lunch tomorrow at the conference. TTFN!

Ah yes, the moment we’ve all been waiting for… when all of us nervous-as-heck-we-won’t-have-anyone-to-sit-with-at-lunch-bloggers can get together in peon heaven.

Our D-List meetup at BlogHer. (Sorry to those who won’t be there, but we’ll be sure to bring you back at least one more reader.)

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Ok, so it’s not that exciting, but Alma and I thought since, well, we don’t have any sponsors, budget, suites, lounges or rooms to congregate in, the least we can do is pitch a sign at a table during breakfast and hope ya’ll show.

So we’ll be there with our D-List banner blazing, with *hopefully* some wearable for you to display proudly throughout the event. (I’m sure Tim Gunn will appreciate our outfit accessories.)

D-Listers unite in person!

p.s. oh look how smart those BlogHers are!  A newbie breakfast! See ya at lunchtime then…

1. You still get a tingle of excitement every time someone leaves a comment. Only to have that feeling evaporate disappear when you realize that comment is from Mom.

2. Instead of being invited to snazzy corporate blogger retreats, you’re entreated to sample fruit snacks, dial into a conference call with a sleep expert or preview a basic cable tv show online.

3. You are fairly confident no one at BlogHer is going to recognize you by your Twitter or Blogger profile pic.

4. You dread the “how much money do you make from your blog?” question from non-bloggers. I’m doing this for love, people! But if you want to buy something from Amazon anyway, maybe you could click over from my site…

5. You realize that controversy drives page views, but you’re too busy being a WOHM/SAHM/WAHM to stir to proverbial pot.

By Alma

While the A-listers are posting their stellar expert advice about how to survive BlogHer, I’m not stressed one bit. Not one.  My blog cards are printed, but I’m just hoping I remember them. (Forgetting them in 2007 was SUCH a rookie move.) But for the fact that my belly may be protruding into the seat in front of me, I should likely blend into my surroundings. That’s what’s great about being on the D-List.

But if this is your first BlogHer, or you’re rusty like me, I did come up with some of my own D-List survival tips:

1. Don’t stress about what to wear. It’s not like anyone will notice you that much anyway.
2. If you haven’t heard about any special cocktail parties or get-togethers, who cares. My fondest memory of BlogHer 2007 was when Robyn and Susan and I bailed on anything BlogHer and gorged ourselves on fried food at a local restaurant. Of course they’re not going this year, so I’ll likely be eating alone.
3. Bring your laptop if you like, but if you’re anything like me you likely won’t remember or know how to use a lick of what you learn. Let’s be honest, the only reason I’m actually goes to BlogHer is because I live local and it’s a good excuse to hire a sitter for the day.
4. Drink as much as you want. D-Listers don’t buy the whole BlogHer weekend passes so it’s not like you’ll burn out by Saturday.
5. Don’t dork out near the A-listers. This means no running up to tackle, no stalking them out in the lobby of the hotel hoping you see them pick up the pack n’ play you let them borrow (who me?), no obsessing over their latest blog posts.
6. Finally, try to relax and have fun. I mean, you have nothing to lose. The only place you and your blog can go is up.  

By Sara