Isn’t there a saying in life along the lines of “just ask”. Wait, I think I’m confusing it with “don’t ask, don’t tell”.

Anyhow, something I’ve learned in life is sometimes you just have to ask. Oh that’s it…”just ask and you shall receive.”

So here it goes.

Anyone want to sponsor me for BlogHer 2010? And by sponsor I mean send me. It’s August 6-7, 2010 in New York City.

Last year I wanted to go to BlogHer 2009 in Chicago but I lost the opportunity because I procrastinated. That won’t happen this year. Nope. I have girlfriends going so I’m committed.

Here’s what it will take.

• Full conference pass for only $198. But wait, that’s not all. There’s more.
• Round trip ticket for me to NYC. It only makes sense that I fly first class, being sponsored and all. Plus it’s a bloody long flight from Salt Lake City to New York City and I need to be fresh when I arrive. Plus the free cocktails and food on the flight will help lessen the cost of food and drink once i arrive in NYC.
• A room at the hotel where BlogHer is held for two nights. This year it is at The Hilton New York. Rooms are only $199 per night. But again, as a sponsored guest, I think a suite or an executive level room is only fair. Plus I plan to have my girl friends up to my room to drink wine before every event. Including breakfast.
• Limo service to/from JFK to the hotel. This isn’t as expensive as you might think. And it beats a taxi cab that smells like vinyl, cigarettes and puke.
• Business cards to be designed and created in order to advertise the hell out of www.offthechest.net and Susan Mercedes. That’s how this stuff works, I think.

Optional sponsoring items:

• Spending money. NYC is expensive as hell. And a girl has to eat, drink wine, shop, go to museums and whatever else one does to spend money in a big city.
• Wardrobe money. This would need to be arranged prior to my trip. There are several events where I would be expected to look hot. New clothes always help.
• Additional nights on either end of the trip. It may be fun to make this a conference AND a vacation.

For all of your generosity and sponsorshipness, you’ll get several things in return: my love and gratitude, a plug on my blog (if you want), that warm fuzzy feeling one gets when they help others and a better blog to read after I learn lots of new blogging magic. All this stuff is golden.

And if you’re considering this honored sponsor role, I’m happy to chat with you at susanmercedes@offthechest.net. But act quickly, because I have to be booked before February 28th. I can’t afford a repeat of last year. Remember? I missed going. Because I procrastinated. We’ve only got about 7 weeks to plan this.

*fingers crossed*

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Last weekend I decided to hop on a flight to NYC for a last minute weekend getaway. It was an awesome weekend, which I may write about later. Or not. But it didn’t start out great.

This was the tag that was on my luggage when it was delivered to my hotel. Nearly 24 hours after I arrived in NYC. Yes, my luggage was “lost” in New York City.

Wrong choice of tags!

Perfect delivery, my ass! There was nothing perfect about it. Except it was delivered. But it was late. Very late. And filled with cute outfits that never got worn. And flat shoes. And make up. And lots of other things I needed.

Side note: my “lost” luggage was not the fault of the airline. Some stupid lady named Terri grabbed my bag off the luggage carousel. I figured this out when I never saw my bag but saw an identical one WITH A BRIGHT YELLOW LUGGAGE TAG (I don’t have a bright yellow luggage tag) going around and around until it was the only bag left.

I called Terri. She lives in New York. She was a bitch.

Thanks to Terri, I was able to wear a darling sweater dress and leggings for two full days. Oh, and four inch heeled boots which are actually comfy, but not for two full days of walking. Bitch.