Dooce Does DC

I have been reading Heather B. Armstrong's blog for several years now. She's a mommyblogger. No, I'm not a mommy. She also writes a lot about her dogs. No, I don't like dogs. But I still love her blog. She's an excellent writer - a great story teller. She tells it like it is with her own sense of style and sarcasm. Her stories about every day life are relatable...and make you feel like maybe you're not the only one stumbling through this life trying to figure it all out. She speaks candidly about both the difficulties and pleasures of being pregnant, giving birth, and raising her two beautiful girls. Her book is so telling that both my mom and John's mom had to ensure me that being pregnant and delivering a baby isn't that bad.

We were lucky enough to meet Heather last night. John Buss found her paralyzed in the lobby of Old Ebbitt Grill - surrounded by tourists and searching for the nearest bar. John Buss to the rescue! We spent several hours chatting with her at the back bar - hearing her stories, talking business and politics with the crowd that gathered to see her, and of course enjoying a few tasty beverages. Towards the end of the night we decided Heather couldn't come to DC and not make a stop at Ben's Chili Bowl. Off we went to indulge in some late night, delicious, heartburn. We really enjoyed meeting her, and by the looks of it we think she enjoyed the night as well.

Not happy about returning to snow in Utah.

Delicious

Cheesy fingers Thanks Heather!