They say it's like riding a bike

It's been so long since I blogged last that I'm hoping I can remember how to do it properly. But speaking of bikes, since this was practically the first morning I haven't had to dig my car out from under snow in forever, I rode mine to work today.

Only it was a lot harder than I remember it being. I was puffing and heaving and generally dying and trying to hold back the vomit that threatened to spill out over the handlebars. It's a good thing the way home is a bit more downhillish. And it's a comfort to know that in a couple more weeks of this I will be a true hardbody.

Had a fabulous week and weekend, with enough going on to fill like eight posts. Will start with conference highlights.

Got to feel like a famous person twice when I was recognized from the blog. They both said they knew me by my hair. And they still were willing to be seen talking to me. This would not have happened in junior high, I can tell you.

The great Shawn Econo introduced himself (we meet at last!) and we chatted for a bit. Then one of the fab Provo librarians I blogged about last year came over before a session started and introduced herself. It was funny because the librarians sitting near me looked over like, "Should we know who this chick is?" Then I put on my Mysterious Face of Mystery. And I invited myself along to lunch with the Provo crowd. They were very gracious, and it turned out that one of them knows Savvy from storytime. And understands that she is, in fact, The Precious.

Did meet Susan Patron and had her sign The Higher Power of Lucky for me. Chose not to mention the s-word based on her comment to the person in front of me in line: "Yeah. The book about more than just that one word." Instead I talked about Daltongirl's Newbery collection and how this copy is going to be a birthday present for her. She liked that story a lot better and said she was excited to be a part of that. So, good save by me! I'm sure pissing off Newbery winners is bad karma, somehow.