Swag Whore

I arrived at BlogHer with a suitcase and a laptop wheelie bag.

I am leaving BlogHer so far with a suitcase, a laptop wheelie bag, a BlogHer swag bag containing a leather box with toiletries, CDs, a potholder (?), a memory stick, lip balm, journal, and more. I also have a new AOL green laptop bag, a Blogger t-shirt, a scrapblog t-shirt, a scrapblog onesie (I couldn't resist!), Yahoo! paper clips, Yahoo! jellybeans, countless pens, postcards, stickers, bracelets, buttons and business cards.

I have this magnetic attraction to swag. Free stuff! FREE STUFF!!!

After BlogHer Business, I had a similar collection of haul. Often times when I am picking up the loot I think to myself, what the sweet jebus will I do with this. My husband's answer to that would be, nothing, it's crap, you know it's crap, you'll leave it all over the house, don't take it! But after BlogHer business, I noticed a cool phenomenon. Whenver I looked at my swag, I'd smile, remembering where I was when I got it. The swag helped me refocus on the energy I'd gotten during the conference.

So now I'm grabbing swag with abandon.

I hope I don't have to declare it.