Last week it was a year.
A year since Boo broke his arm.
A year since The Big Bad Thing.
A year.
That feels like a day and a century and a minute and a lifetime.
A year since a part of me died.
I woke up with MPS holding me this morning.
I woke up sobbing.
Dreaming about it.
I am barely holding it together this week.
A wonderful exhausting weekend, a weekend where I could try and forget that it was the one year anniversary.
Forget that I had a stroke. {except when walking down stairs. When I was being taken over by ninety year old women rolling their watery eyes at the woman in the fabulous shoes trying to find the stairs. No I wasn’t drunk. The world is flat. I am an Ancient Greek – no depth perception.}
Forget real life and live in the online.
In real life.
Hugging my biatches in real life.
Amazing and wonderful and fucking MIND BLOWINGLY AWESOME.
But a little bit overwhelming.
And given the timing my poor brain is spinning.
So I need a distraction and some reminding of what the fuck happened.
Already I have some hilarious stories that my biatches have emailed me, that I will be sharing with you soon. If you have some stories or photos please email them to me at mb2kelley {at} gmail {dot} com.
Cause the feeling I have is that it was fucking awesome, it is just the details that a hazy.
But I remember the love.
And the hugs.
And my people making sure that I was OK.
Today, I am not OK. But it is worth it.
A one year anniversary of the new normal is not OK. But I got to have an amazing weekend with my biatches, new and old.
A fucking love you guys.
You are my kings horses.
You are my kings men.
And because of you, one day, I hope to be back together again.
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Biatch make me cry first thing in the morning why don’t you?
I have an amazing photo of you branding Baby Pickle, will email you.
Thank you for an incredible weekend xxx
Wish you lived closer. We will do it again… and longer next time.
x
How awesome it was to meet the Queen, especially after embarrassingly introducing myself to another wearing red shoes (how dare they ! Imposter) having to go back and retrieve my little token of appreciation of who you are & how you make me laugh with your great honest no bull sh#t writing.The Imposter was lovely about it, may never speak to me again. But we are all infallible (not you though- not in my eyes) and now that I’m feeling less embarrased about it, I can move on
That cracked me up on so may levels. You are beyond adorable.
I love you so much I’m commenting on your blog from my phone
I fucking love you, you weirdo crunchy granola biatch.
*hugs*
Wish I could do more.
just knowing you are there makes it so much better. I would be lost without you all.
Fo shizzle.
I have all the notes from the day to share with you. My brain is tired to day, but I still have my depth perception, ner ner.
I had a ball this weekend. xxxxxx
me too… you are beyond fabulous. You know I love you.
Absolutely. And I am totally stealing Moo as a friend too.
Awww… Right back atcha, most gorgeous friend.
Miss you already.
((((big hugs for your anniversary babe))))
Wish we could have spent more time together. And with a much better class of alcohol. OMG!
The Feral Teen was channelling Boo and broked his arm last Thurs.
(((hugs)))
what the fuck?!?! Is he OK? Are you OK?
Fuckity fuckness.
Awww. I wasn’t there and I’m not one of your peeps (yet). But I hope one day to meet you in person.
One year. It’s a big one. Tis true. But look at you. Taking names and still kicking ass, in goddam awesome shoes.
you are totally one of my peeps. And a biatch.
Wear it like a badge of honour.
I am fucking Lady Gaga of the Blogosphere.
I am holding your hand, across all these miles
and I feel it, my lovely.
One day I will get to hug you in person. One day.
I love this bit:
‘You are my kings horses.
You are my kings men.
And because of you, one day, I hope to be back together again.’
Best wishes, and great to see you xx
STILL losing my mind after your little ‘story’ but as the law goes ‘what happens on tour, stays on tour’
Bwaaaaa haaaa haaaaaa
Love the last rhymey bit …clever.
Sad you missed branding me
Those kind of anniversaries suck but thank God you are still here to celebrate it.
how the fuck did I miss doing it TWICE?
Next time you need to just reach into my damn bag and grab a handful of the fuckers.
You have earned it.
Huge hugs.
thanks my love. I spent the day curled up in a ball.
God damn and now I’m bawling on my couch. Big hugs babe. Big big hugs.
how weird. Me too! We are like twins or something.
Or mad.
I fear I am going mad.
Gimassive hugs.
I wish I was able to travel to these bloggy meet ups for no other reason than to squish you in the aforementioned hugs. Love you.
Go back and re-watch Noni Hazelhurst reading “Go the F**k to Sleep”. Witch-like cackles of laughter are good for the soul.
Oh how i wish i could have met you at Blogopolis! Your my fucking Hero!
Lol and Damn straight you are the fucking Lady Gaga of the blogosphere!
Typing in tears while the kids are looking at me with the “Mummys lost it” look on their face once again…
You are an awesomely tough chick and your doing a fucking awesome job, next time you spen your day in a ball let me know and i’ll find something awesomely tequila-ish to curl around!
xxxx
I shall hug you one day
x
I wish I had been there to meet you. You know you’re not the only one who gets her granny on. There are several of us who get overtaken, I’ve been overtaken by grannies with walkers. Big hugs. xxx
I don’t know what The Big Bad Thing is, but sending you lots of love and strength. And hugs. Lots and lots of big bear hugs. xxx
Babe, I am here if you ever want to talk.
With chocolate.
You know it
Someday, I am going to fly to Australia – JUST so I can give you a huge, boob-smooshing hug – and hold you up so we don’t fall over.
Honey, it would never have been the same without you. So great to see you and be branded again. I didn’t know it was your shit-a-versary but you held it together well. Guess what? Blogopolis was held on what would have been my 11th wedding anniversary, a few days after mediation. Oh and we spent part of our honeymoon in Melbourne. And you know what? I had a much better time this time around.
Love you babe, and the other biatches. You made my anniversary awesome.
And that double rainbow? Like a brand new start …
I got to have coffee with you. I think that my my entire weekend, actually made my entire week
Drinking coffee with the awesome Kelley from Magnetoboldtoo 
Also I totally would have broken your fall on those stairs, that is what having biatches is for
I wish peace for you.