Britmums Live - ready to jump off a doll's house!

So. BritMums Live! is tomorrow. The conference I booked myself a ticket for nearly 6 months ago (or so it seems). Finally upon me.

Am I prepared? Business cards printed, agenda sorted, made my list of who I'd like to meet and where/how, decided what to wear and what bag to carry?

Nope.

Not even a clue so far as to what time train I need to catch, or where to head for.

Right now I should be sewing Brownie badges and nametapes on uniform for Tamsin who has a sleepover tomorrow night (helpfully at the same time I'm away, well planned there...). Sewing has been on the list of 'Things To Do' for a couple of weeks at least. It doesn't seem to have moved any nearer the top in that time - excpet right now it's jumped into the 'URGENT' pile.

And don't get me started on thinking about how I am going to manage Saturday afternoon's quick turnaround of train back from London, into Abba costume and taxi zooming into town to meet my 28 girlies for my birthday booze-up (well, it was my 40th, didn't I mention??!).

Ho hum. Having said all that, I'm so excited I could crush a grape!! Or rip a tissue! Or.. or... zzzzzzzzz. The tension is building so much I'm scared I may just sleep in and miss it all. Ha.

Anyhow, what am I going for and why did I book the ticket again I hear you ask?

Tomorrow Ruby Wax is speaking and I am REALLY looking forward to that. On Saturday Sarah Brown will speak and I'm REALLY looking forward to that too.

I'm so excited to have already arranged to meet up with a great mum whose blog I think is wonderful. I know I'm going to be able to say hello to the lovely Butterflies, and I've followed all of their blogs for a while too. It's a bit daunting, coz it's almost like you know people already but then really not at all if that makes sense?! 

I also finally need to get someone to explain the 'nofollow' rule to me.... 

And then there's the main reason I bought the ticket in the first place - to meet my old primary school friend, Nickie who blogs at www.iamtypecast.com. She still lives up North, nearer to our hometown than I do, and she is now considered blogging royalty - should I curtsey when I meet her I wonder? We've not seen each other for *several* years now so I wonder if we'll get chance to talk about just the past or bring it right up to the present?! 

Of course, that's what's great about blogs - they give you a little insight into other people's lives. Love it. Or as the phone box I saw in London on Monday night said: 'Live. Life. Love.' 
I never did see what was round the other side, but I'd like to think it was 'Lots.'