July is not my favorite month. I know it should be, with the sunny, warm (humid) weather, Fourth of July fireworks, barbeques, and skirts and sandals. But it’s not. July is now my least favorite month because it’s the month where I have so much going on it drives me insane (if Erik can live with me through July, we can handle anything). First, as most of you know, I’m going to Indianapolis at the end of the month for the Roche Summit. Fabulous right? Well, it also turns out I’m going to Chicago for BlogHer on behalf of one of my clients (I’m not actually going to…

