June 30th, 2004

Mama Deb

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Last night, my husband bought me a copy of The Complete Idiot's Guide to Meeting and Event Planning.

This book was written by mundanes for mundanes. Hense, I suppose, the title. There was a useful chapter on hotel negotiation, and a page or two about badge creation (no smaller than 36 points for the member's first or chosen name), but the rest..."What is the goal of this meeting?" with a list of possibilities, none of which were "Getting together as sf fen to talk and sing." :)

Even in their lists of types of meetings, there was nothing about a "gathering of fen to celebrate fandom." Sigh.

Today, one of the agents dropped by before he left for Florida with his wife. To pick up the baby boy they're adopting. They found out last night, and will be in Florida for a couple of weeks. It's a private adoption, done through a lawyer.

He's going to give me the name of the lawyer. And if we have to spend two weeks someplace, we have a network of people we can rely upon for help.

But we need to see a counselor first. And I have this convention...