Wednesday, 3 August 2011

Mojo Risin'.

Wish I could photoshop the flab underneath my arm to the top of my arm. Like, a bicep.

I'm waiting for my laxatives to kick in. There is so much to tell you, namely, how DARE I be doing this? I don't know.

I do know, that soon enough, I will be sitting at home on my back deck and it will all be over. Five minutes in to our car ride from LAX to our hotel yesterday, I said out loud how sad I was that we had to leave. Woogs was all, we only just got here!

                       The gorgeous Mrs Woog, showing me where she works.

Yesterday we looked around at the Groves shopping complex, wondering how we ended up in toontown. We are perfect travelling companions. She is smart, funny, sassy, and HILARIOUS. I can't wait for some American bloggers to meet her, and have started writing down some Woog gems:

1) Standing in line waiting at customs in LAX yesterday, in a daze from jet lag: "I really hope our drivers name is Hank."

2) Sitting in a diner for a LONG time, waiting for her hotel room to be ready: "I need to put my face in a vat of makeup."

3) On not being able to upload her photos properly to her computer: "Ok. I need to start taking responsibility for my technological retardedness."

Australian blogging is on the increase - it is SO great to see. (Except somebody needs to tell Bruce the customs guy at Sydney airport. Where I had written "blogger" as my occupation, he crossed it out and wrote "writer." True story.)

Last weekend was Blogopolis, where a slew of amazing people came together and danced, drank, laughed, and shared. The panels were good too - I spoke on one, and was so animated that I snapped the microphone off when I was talking. Mortification. I held it in my hand, and watched the sea of bloggers laugh, and saw my stunning mate Glowless just shake her head, sadly.

Our Qantas flight to LA was beyond, and made me realise how I am carrying all my Aussie bloggers friends with me.  BabyMac would have loved the Florence Broadhurst-printed toiletry bag. Kim would have loved the Neil Perry selections on the menu. And Nikki from Styling You could write a whole blog post on the Qantas flight attendant uniforms.

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I am in love with everything. Every sight, taste and smell is all new and different, and it keeps waking me up to the nowness of now. Travelling is good for your soul, I suspect.

Last night at 11pm, I went for a walk on Sunset Boulevard by myself. Up from the Viper Room, past the Chateau Marmont, strip clubs, and smoky dens of iniquity. I was hoping I didn't get stabbed. A girl was crying on the phone that she had just been sacked from her waitressing job. A bum in the street was too shouty for me to give money to. I will never understand how you can buy bottles of vodka in drugstores over here. Crazy.

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Thank you, Ribena. For taking a chance on two Aussie mumbloggers who are the only ones in this fancy hotel who have children. Congratulations to the two winners of the Ribena giveaway - Siobhain can you please email me your postal address? The judges (and I) adored your sons national anthem: "Australians all want ostriches .." Second winner is Amy - I have never done a giveaway on my blog before, and was blown away by the amount and quality of entries. There are three family trips to New Zealand up for grabs, with more information on the Ribena facebook page.

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I am now going to LA Ink to get a teeny skull tattooed on my neck. Hardcore mumbloggers FTW!

Computer, I will be back real soon. My esteemed work colleague and I are flying into San Diego tomorrow tomorrow, for BlogHer. I have not practiced reading out my blog post yet - who was the idiot that said she was not scared about talking in front of three thousand people?

In the meantime, as I now go into the bathroom due to horrific stomach noises, I have one request.

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28 comments:

  1. I am sure everything will be fine! Just picture those people in their underpants...that's how I got through my public speaking class. After I transferred to a class with ridiculously good looking people.

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  2. you're getting inked on your neck - 3000 people will be a walk in the park my sweet.

    ~x~

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  3. So glad it wasn't the tracksuits that made me think of you! X

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  4. you did sunset strip after 11pm you have nothing to worry about

    Be fabulous, and stop for a second to savour your fabulocity ,yeah not a word I know :)

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  5. Viper Room! Chateau Marmont! Getting inked in LA! Oh my I am jealous!! What a fabulous time!
    I'll even take the laxatives at this time, that would make my day much better.
    xxx

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  6. You are beyond worthy of this - it gives me goosebumps just thinking about such an amazing adventure! Thank you for sharing it with us so we can live it and love it vicariously xx

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  7. I feel like I am losing you to the masses. You have gone and gotten all famous on me.

    When you are at BlogHer, put in a word for them having it in Cleveland Ohio next time. We have the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame, and.....well...I'm sure if I think long enough something else will come to me.

    Love and hugs
    The other vagina manor overlord

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  8. Love being kept up to date with your adventures!
    Good luck with your ink, can't wait to see it.
    xxxx

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  9. Why am I crying? But here I sit. Crying happy excited blown-away tears for you. You have an effect akin to Oprah, makin' people cry like that. What's going on? And now I'm laughing AT you that you didn't twig until now about the 3,000 people thing. Far out, Eden. You are so amazing. And you're knowing it. Know it. Get out of your own way, you will ROCK and even more people (the US peeps!) will fall in love with you. True story xxxxxxxx

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  10. Know that you're The Man... ;) xx

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  11. Bruce in customs is on my list.

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  12. Oh Eden, what a fucking tool I am for not following you sooner.
    I like to resist the normal flow of things, you know, just to be difficult.

    You will totally rock your speech. And make sure you talk really fast and say things like "Struth" and "Stone the flaming crows" just to really confuse those Americans ;)

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  13. nothing like travelling with someone vicariously...

    loving reading both yours and Mrs Woog's posts.

    Jealous that you get to go to LA Ink! looking forward to hearing about that experience.

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  14. Pleasepleaseplease tell me that Mrs Woog is going to get sneaky video of you speaking at BlogHer. So we can see it. And cry over how awesome it is.

    Thinks fabulosity should so be a word.

    thinks that if you say "stone the flaming crows", will disown you and this country. :)

    3 laxatives. Really?

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  15. Yay, I'm glad Siobhan won. I'm still walking around the house singing 'Australians all want ostriches'!.

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  16. I am almost peeing my pants in exictement for you. How totally awesome!!!! Yay you!!!! Yay America!!!Yay Aussie Bloggers (ahem writers!!). Enjoy.

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  17. Wow! You are really packing the experiences in! Mrs. Woog sounds like the best of travelling companions - what luck!

    Have a wonderful time - I'm sure your reading will be fantastic.

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  18. Since you requested so nicely, I will pray for you. Is it OK if it's to the FSM?

    P.S. Still shaking my head at you adn giggling. Love ya guts xxx

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  19. Oh. My. STARS. I am LOVING these updates - the photos, the stories - the REFERENCES TO MEEEEE!

    Have the BEST time. You will nail the talking thing, NAIL it.

    Now. One thing. Imma gonna need you to get me a slice of cherry pie from a diner with a coffee from a pot served by an out of work actress. OK? Thanks.

    LA INK? Rock star.com.au

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  20. Here are my thoughts:
    I am still kind of obsessing about the fact you guys flew BUSINESS class and got to sit in those fancy seats they always advertise. As God as my witness, one day...

    When you mentioned going to Mexico to get that neck tat (which is making my neck itch on two levels - one at the thought of the pain and the second on my upbringing as a good christian private schoolgirl in the voice of my mother saying, 'won't you regret that when you're 60' which is outrageous because at 60 you'll be RULING THE WORLD and doing gangsta signs at the end of your pressers.

    BUT apart from that - I was thinking why the hell doesn't she just go to LA INK like ALL THE SUPERSTARS. I want you to show them the kitchen aid mixmaster tat I adore. But that's lame.

    Now, about MOTHERFUCKING Neil Perry Food on a Plane. (which is why I will never fly business class because they'll take one look at me and go, NO WAY, all she's going to do is really bad impersonations of Samuel L Jackson). I need to know all the details - was it any good.

    I must say I was concerned about the meal cards. Snaps of hospital meal order forms. Of which I am well acquainted and which should just not be replicated. Anywhere.

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  21. I love that you and Mrs Woogs are here and having so much fun. I really do wish we could keep you. I have a pool. I have palm trees. Are you sure you won't stay???"

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  22. I love that you and Mrs Woogs are here and having so much fun. I really do wish we could keep you. I have a pool. I have palm trees. Are you sure you won't stay???"

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  23. I'm putting this out there now, but if I EVER got to LA I would get a tat at LA INK. #noreally #Iwould

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  24. I am seriously jealous of your trip to LA Ink...and I can NOT wait to see you at BlogHer.

    PS...the ALI girls are trying to meet for lunch on Friday and maybe for dinner (before parties) on Saturday

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  25. Go Eden Go!

    And welcome to America. I'm sure the Californians welcome you (I am a former Cali girl; honeymooned in San Diego). Just don't watch our news. There's some stupid stuff going on right now.

    Can't wait to hear all about it!

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  26. Oh, I so needed to stay on as your roomie! Love that you are having such a blast and can not wait to see the new tattoo!

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