The great British blog meet?
What can I say?
You know how when you blog, and you make friends and you feel like you know them?
And you know how when you talk about them to the people physically present on a day to day basis in your life, they look at you like you’re mad?
And they say stuff like, “They’re not real you know?”
or,
“They might be serial killers.”
Well, Holly and Belle are definitely not serial killers as far as I can tell, and they are definitely real. I know, I hugged them.
When Holl arrived at my house on Saturday that was the first thing we did, big squeezy hugs that were just so lovely and happy.
Then we introduced our kids to each other and they ambled shyly into my house, out the back door and onto the trampoline…
And we stayed there pretty much all day, the kids playing, and me and Holl chatting and laughing and chatting some more.
They ate food for just a couple of minutes, then returned to the jumping.
The Thrower (3) threw quite a lot. No really he did, hee hee, and Miss M (3) was good at ducking (only joking.) They were so cute together and just kind of watched each other for a bit and smiled cheekily.
Queen of Hearts (8) was lovely and charming and she and Miss E (7) got on so well there were nearly tears when it was time for us to leave (and they weren’t for me.)
Seriously, we chatted so much we took only a handful of pictures, and I managed to leave the house and travel to Brum in my pink flip flops that usually get no further than my front door. (So sad.)
In a car park at Schmesco we were joined by Belle, and again went off with the hugs. She is the loveliest kindest, coolest person, and QofH and The Thrower were obviously very happy to see her which is always a big tell in my book.
When we attempted to get food at Holl’s digs we were thwarted by the fact we had kids under 14 and it was after 8.00pm which was kind of annoying as the kids were staying IN the Travel Lodge so you’d think they’d be catered for right? Wrong. So we ordered our own style of room service…
..which somehow ended up being copious amounts of garlic bread - and we weren’t even drunk then.
And for dessert, homemade chocolate mouse covered in chocolate buttons made by Belle’s fair hands. Blimey that was soooooooo good. Recipe needed Belle. Slurp.
Having misplaced our cocktail list before we got to Schmesco, we went for, well, bright colours, so our evening beverages were INteresting. It’s funny how in nature the brighter something is the more dangerous/poisonous it is. Not the case with cocktails.
In fact Blue Caraco, Malibu and orange make for a lovely green affair that tastes amazing, as does the same mixture with coke or Dr Pepper Zero. Who knew?
We also went for a lovely orange shaded thing called Glayva, but it turned out to be whiskey so we left it well alone. Whiskey just does not mix with blue things.
Although this one here keeps cuddling up to that Blue Caraco no matter what I do. Tsk.
At 11pm our time, with The Thrower tucked up in bed fast asleep, and Queen of Hearts snoozing with headphones and a dvd, the great blogmeet podcast began.
It was drunken, it was hilarious (to us anyway :)) and it was live chat with Cami and Mr Kaos in Portland, Oregon. Who could wish for a more perfect end to a perfect evening?
Sighhhh.
The Captain came to collect lovely Belle at 1.00am and dropped me at my Innkeepers Lodge (we couldn’t get in the same one this time), and I slept the sleep of the innocent.
Ok, the sleep of the drunk and the innocent.
Oh it was soooo good.
And tomorrow I will bring you more, including an interesting trip into photographic art by Miss E.
sigh. So lovely and I am so glad that I got to be included even of it was from another place and time.
I have to listen (haven’t had time at work).
OH the time you had….and the pictures I could have took…if only I had been there. sigh……..
Hope you did pass on a hug from me.
I am so jealous. And I would like to buy that chair please!
That does sound like fun!
I’m so so jealous!!
That is just so cool! I’m glad yall had a wonderful time!
I’m going to start researching airfare now. Just see if I don’t.
So happy you all had such a splendid time!
Oh wow. Me too. Jealous.
Glad you gals had a lovely time!
That’s sounds like a wonderful time was had by all!
The Captain still calls you my imaginary friends … *sigh* I worry for him, I really do. But at least he didn’t think you were a serial killer.
I am sooo glad we did it.
it went soooo quickly i forgot the trampoline moves! and i hope that ball *still* is in *your* back garden…
and what was with all the bread? that no one ate!!!
and oh my bob i can’t wait to see miss e’s version of the art.
thanks for telling people i’m not a serial killer. FINALLY it is in writing. all i need now is your signature. remember the deal: half the money for the statement, the other half when i get the signature.
and belle, tell the captain your *imaginary* friends think *he’s* fab. he and his wife.
What larks you all had!
I think we’re all figments of each other’s imagination even when we meet…
Cami, that sounds so funny, ‘from another place and time’. Dr Who was definitely involved. He must have been.
Lori, listen, it was such fun.
Corey we did, and we talked about how you were on the list to meet ‘one day’ sighhhh.
Miss Burrows you know it’s now priceless right? I mean, I’d be expecting billions.
Mrs Weasley it was such fun. The kids got on brilliantly which made for a really relaxed day.
Maria, don’t be jealous, just come and play too next time ok?
Kimberly my lovely, you know you’d be welcome any time sweetie.
Groovy Mom it was amazing.
chrisb it was fantastic. We’ll have to do a bigger one now.
Belle that’s so funny. It’s weird for none bloggers and non blog readers I suppose. They don’t get how close to people you feel. Hug.
Holl I’ll sigh it next time we meet ok? I wouldn’t want it to get lost in the post. And Belle and the captain are amazing aren’t they?
Dumdad, larks indeed, hee hee. And I quite like the idea of being a figment, or a figmend, or a fig. Fabulous.
Sounds like so much fun!!! I had people say the same things to me when I went to meet my blogging buddy last fall. We actually played a joke on my hubby and sent him pictures of a wheelbarrow full of bones (we were decorating for Halloween) and said I had arrived. He thought it was pretty funny! I love it when you meet someone for the first time in person and they are as great as you thought (and hoped).
And I’ve been wondering how to make a chocolate mousse (haven’t had the time to look up the recipe…too busy blogging) and so now I’m inspired!
Sounds like a great time! And I love the photos!
It wasn’t just hilarious to you. But next time, you must shoot video, too.