I’ve only been in California for two days, but I’ve had some of my most memorable experiences sitting on the patio outside this swanky hotel.
The first afternoon I was here I was approached by an older Russian man who accused me of trying to photograph and record whatever business meeting he was having outside.
Yes, me with my giant camera and its inconspicuous lime green strap.
There’s nothing like being accused by a thick Russian accent to make a blogger take action on the Internet. Hey Crazy Russian Guy, if you’re that concerned about having your business meeting recorded by a mother then you are a) way too old school and paranoid or b) doing something you probably shouldn’t in the first place, and frankly, may very well deserve a time out.
Or the Feds to investigate.
Asshole.
The next day I was approached by two lovely gentlemen from England. Now, I’m not very worldly, but trying to explain mommy blogging to two single men pretending to be gay is rather entertaining They were here on business and were fascinated by the fact that the hotel had been taken over by a bunch of mothers.
I told them about my husband, blog, and children.
They told me about black swim trunks that apparently vacuum seal all their manly bits in place when submerged in water.
They had a theory that these ‘mom conferences’ are just an excuse we give our husbands to frolic freely for a few days.
I found this humorous.
But, us mommy bloggers are not the types to kiss and tell…
Unless you’re a Crazy Russian Man.
Then we just take our story to the Internet and hope that you get caught doing whatever it is that had you freaked enough to harass a mom.
Asshole.
Sorry if you have that family gene that attracts the wierdos. Never a dull moment. And did you buy your hubby one of those black swim trunks?
You met some interesting characters, didn't you?