And The Opening Act Takes The Stage

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Hi folks, it’s Blue Momma here. Usually I hang out in my fishbowl, but AFF has asked me to be the opening act for her week of guest posts and I couldn’t say no.

Then I started thinking about it? Opening act? First on stage? Yeah, that would be about right. I’m here to warm you up for the big guys who are coming later in the week. And holy crap, I still have stage fright. That’s a big task for a small fish like me, warming up for Janet, Catwoman, MonkeyMama, and Burgh? Geeze. So this is what performance anxiety feels like.

Luckily for me, I have something fun to post about. Here it comes.

I got to meet the illustrious Anglophile Football Fanatic this weekend.

IN PERSON. IN REAL LIFE. IN THE FLESH.

Ok, quit gasping and being jealous. After all, I do have to share her with you every day. Shouldn’t I get to feel special, if only for a few hours?

Oh, and Puppy was there, too. Yep. The whole Fanatic family. Well, less SD, which really sucked, but I figured two out of three ain’t bad (feel free to hum/sing that phrase if you are old enough to remember the song).

So AFF and Puppy swung through Birmingham for a meet and greet with Blue Momma on their way to see Mickey. It’s really funny to be meeting someone for the first time whom you feel like you already know so well. Just ask Puppy. hehe

AFF and I found each other through Catwoman. I believe our first contact was in relation to my lust obsession attraction fascination with Moe Doodle. Yes, Moe Doodle. I can’t be the only one who’d like to doodle that Doodle. There’s just something about that orange hair and the back flips….

Anyway, I digress. So just like in the fairy tale, we found each other and have lived happily ever after. It’s really a bit spooky how much we have in common. Especially considering we are at the same time totally different. But it works, you know?

So hubby and I pick up AFF and Puppy at their hotel (cat allergies (both) and fear of the weird internet friend (puppy) kept them from staying at la case Blue). They are waiting in the lobby and I walk in and around the corner and there they are in all of their fabulousness.

And please. Don’t believe AFF’s hype. She is so not fat. Not close. I on the other hand? Looked like the jolly green giant standing next to her. Thank God I didn’t wear green or I’m sure that little Sprout dude would have been following me around all night, looking for green beans or something. Despite Burgh’s request, I resisted the urge to lick her. (Burgh, you so funny - said in my best ghetto fabulous voice).

Did I say she brought Punkin a gift? An animal puzzle. If you’ve ever been over to my fishbowl, you’ll know that Punkin is obsessed with animals. He tore into that puzzle within about half a second of seeing it. He LOVED it. If AFF wasn’t already one of the cool kids, that sure would have made her one in my book.

So we went to dinner and the conversation flowed. No silence, even from the hubbys. Time went by all too quickly and it was time for us to go. Of course I made sure to get a couple of pictures, which for me? Is a huge deal. I am so unphotogenic. Plus without photographic evidence I can pretend I look like Scarlett Johansson. But I HAD to have a pic of AFF and I so I bit the bullet and put Puppy to work.

AFF and Puppy

AFF and some chick that is waaaay bigger than me

We dropped them back at the hotel and I was immediately missing my friend and planning my trip to Texas. Be careful, because if you’re not? I’ll stalk you, too!

Ok, the opening act is leaving the stage. But before I do, a message from Catwoman. She knows AFF in real life, too (I get to say “too” now because I’ve met her!). You know what that means, right? She knows all of the dirt!!!! So lets ask her some questions. Good, sordid, embarassing ones! When she does her post on Thursday she’ll spill all of the beans, filling us in on the REAL AFF.

Puppy? You better not read that one……

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