I forgot my camera. I forgot my camera and brought two boxes of spoons but no forks. Andrea had contractions while loading industrial sized reams of parcel paper and party tables in her car, and the temperature in southern California on Friday hovered between El Azizia, Libya and Cancun. Other than those small hiccoughs, we did it. We gambled a little over 3 weeks ago that we could put together a networking event for creative women with no plan and a shoestring budget. That’s pretty much what happened.
I’ll be back tomorrow with the pictures–the pictures I didn’t take because I forgot my camera–and links to the blogs of everyone who came out to support our little party that could. I can’t wait. In the meantime, I’m on a jet plane heading towards our final vacation of summer. I can’t wait for that, either.