On Friday morning, I’ll be flying to Vegas to spend the weekend with one of my best friends. No husbands, no children, no dishes to clean or laundry to do for three days. Squeeee. We’ll hang out, talk, wander, look at god only knows what, make fun of strangers and eat in restaurants with no kid menus. I’ve been looking forward to it for at least six weeks now.

Here’s the thing though, the person I’m spending the weekend with, is someone I’ve never met. You all know that I went to BlogHer and I met a bunch of you there. I’ve met a few other people at random times. I have yet to actually meet Liz. Mostly, because she lives about 1237 miles away from me. It’s hard to get together for coffee (which she doesn’t even drink) or ice cream or something, when someone lives four states away. So, we are going to VEGAS.

I think it was sometime in April or May when I first “met” Liz on Twitter. I’d been friends with her brother in law for four years. Friends, meaning I have stalked his blog and made a nuisance of myself over there for four years. In January I realized that his brother, Liz’s husband was on Twitter and starting busting his chops on a daily basis. Really, whats the fun of harassing one brother, when you can harass two brothers?

At some point one of them told me who she was and I followed her, only to instantly feel bad, when I realized she’d been following me for months. We starting talking back and forth on Twitter, which led to multiple DM’s one night and then talking on Gmail chat. It gets fuzzy at this point, because we basically talk most of the day. What can I say, she doesn’t think I’m insane. Or if she does, she hasn’t told me yet. Now she’s stuck with me.

I couldn’t not ask for a better friend. Truly, I am thankful every day for her. She’s helped me through a ton of crap in the last few months. More than that though, the girl makes me laugh, daily.

At some point we realized that we are Twins. Long lost, Internet twins, from another mother. Truly, the similarities sometimes still shock us, which at this point it really shouldn’t.

I’ll tell you a few random things about Liz, because I’m mean like that. I’d send you to her blog, but she almost NEVER blogs. Like, hai March was the last time she did, I believe. Okay, fine May. You can follow her on Twitter, but she isn’t on often. Maybe every third day. Might be my fault in some ways, because when she asks me what is going on today on Twitter, I tell her. I might should be like, go see for yourself. But? I’m an enabler.

One day she told me that she’d been reading my blog for a year, and my previous one as well, without so much as a single comment. Not one. I still give her a hard time for that. Often. Dude, we could have been long lost Internet Twins for years. Now she comments every few posts, but I yell at her, because she’s generally talking to me, as she is commenting. Silly woman. (Actually though, I do love comments.)

She has a score of 178,400 on Bejeweled right now. No matter what I do, she beats my score. Every week it resets itself and I get one decent score. Within an hour, Liz ALWAYS beats my score. I doubt I will ever beat her. However I will continue to try.

On Twitter, she occasionally says things like this, which make me love her even more: “It’s possible that I just woke up my napping daughter by burping. Loudly. I am *SOOO* lady-like.” She neglected to mention on Twitter that her daughter was upstairs in her crib, when this happened. Also: “Uh, guys? I know kung fu….” Which I’m not sure why she said it, but now I’m thinking I might should be scared.

A few years ago, I may have thought that meeting someone you’ve never met on the Internet is the weirdest thing in the world. Now I still find it to be weird. What? Just being honest. Ha. No, really, a few years ago, I wouldn’t have done this. I wouldn’t have even considered it. If you don’t believe me, ask all the people who wanted me to go to BlogHer in 2006. I told them all they were nuts. Now though, I wish I’d gone. Now, I can’t wait to meet my lovely friend who I talk to all the time.

Now I am just excited. A tiny bit nervous, cause what if she suddenly doesn’t like me? What then? But really, I’m just glad that I get a few days away, to hang out with my friend.