Maybe BlogHer07 wasn't as bad as I thought.
What can have changed my mind? OK, call me shallow: it's because Susie Sunshine and Blackbird and I won prizes.
That's what I won. It's toy bins. Made of fine, smooth birch wood, lovingly hand-painted in organic milk paints by disabled garden gnomes. Or something along those lines.
Now, do I need a toy box? No, I do not need a toy box. My children are 10 and 12, and my toy box days are pretty much over.
But it was free. A prize! (A prize that I totally don't deserve to win; I crashed the party.)
But I'm going to accept it. And then, if I feel a bit guilty, I'll send it to Dooce.