NotBlueAtAll

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I Get High With A Little Help…

February1

“What would you do if I sang out of tune? Would you stand up and walk out on me? Lend me your ear and I’ll sing you a song, I will try not to sing out of key…Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends! Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends! Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends!”

Sorry, but I’ve fallen back in love with music and it seems there is a perfect song to suit my every mood and whim and inspiration! And can I just say? Truer words have never been fucking sang, screamed, wailed or spoken! I have said it time and again…my friends are everything to me! They lift me up and take me to a higher plane, yo! They also rock at bringing back down to reality like nobody’s business! Ha-ha! Thank the stars for that and them! Whew!

There have been so many changes, surprises, letdowns and well, life stuffs these past few months that have thrown me for a loop again and again. No one has been there more for me emotionally and as honestly as my newest of BFFs and “sister from another mister” Jeanette! It seemed at times that she was reading my mind or something. She gives the best advice and is more awesome than the English language can handle! She is someone I know would never judge me, I don’t even have to think about it. She has helped me be my most authentic self and I have enjoyed countless quality conversations to boot! When I first told her about Fatty Affair she was excited and supportive. Little did I know that it would be her workplace/school that wold sponsor it! Not only that, she thought of things I would need before I did and helped me take care of business! Together we are the

The emcee of Fatty Affair was none other than Jery! When I introduced him to the crowd I called him the “Lisa Lisa to my Cult Jam…” but the truth is, Jery tests me! He challenges me! I fucking need that! I need someone to tell me I’m being a crazy bitch sometimes. He does that. He goes to the goth club with me in homemade red and black knickerbockers!!! He is one of those rare creatures with endless talent (but sadly not endless confidence) so endangered in this world. We may have very different taste in the fellas and occasionally music (and I don’t think I’ll ever be a Broadway Baby), but we sync up more than not. When I asked him to be the emcee I knew I needn’t worry. This is the man who officiated my wedding! This is the artist that made me fall in love with Jesus Christ Superstar (as Judas, no less). I never saw actors as anything but spotlight hogs until I saw how committed, hard working and passionate Jery is for his craft. To see him host this big scary event (scary as in pressure) and impress the shit out of everyone there? Well, it touched and moved me and I was endlessly impressed. I mean, he even color coordinated for me!

And then there are my biotches! Seriously?! These gals and I have known each other over twenty fucking years!!! I was just telling my husband about the first time I spent the night at Steph‘s (middle) or painted her room hot pink! And as I write this, Alena (left) posted on face book about our mid-nineties band, “Broke!” (We had no instruments.) The shit the three of us have been through and gotten into…well, its value is beyond words. We have been hippies together and grunge-gals and drop outs and old married ladies and dirty thirty-year-olds and have been through plenty of bad hair dos and everything in between. So much has changed for the three of us in such a short amount of time it could easily leave one breathless. Yet somehow we manage to stay connected and retain this amazing friendship. At one point I would have said that hell would have to freeze over before the three of us would even be in the same room together. But the universe just won’t let us stay apart. I know that when the shit hits the fan these two babes will never leave me hangin’! They’ve got my back and I’ve always got theirs. I mean…look at us? Charlie’s Angels eat your heart out!!! The fact that they came to support me for this event meant more to me than they know. I will never forget it!

The truth is I have many friends who helped me with this event. They all mean so much to me. They have all touched my life in various ways. I could not have done it without any of them. I am still quite in shock from it all, I must say. Having it be over and done with is such a downer, man. I just wasn’t expecting to feel a sense of loss about it. I was so high from it and I guess once I got a taste of that overwhelming positivity I just can’t help but want More More More! I can only hope to keep giving back all of the love and support I have received from the fat community over the years. The haters just evaporate when I think of this incredible journey I’ve been on and with the fat community. I am a far better person and a better friend because of it. Thank you for that! <3

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6 Comments to

“I Get High With A Little Help…”

  1. On February 1st, 2012 at 9:23 am JM Says:

    Totally Touched. Thanks!! And I kinda needed this today! You’re the greatest! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgcovIu3k9o

  2. On February 1st, 2012 at 9:26 am Not Blue at All Says:

    JM: Thank YOU! I’m feeling pretty low myself, but what can ya do? I think I am just exhausted from it all.

  3. On February 1st, 2012 at 11:46 am Alena Says:

    I’m so glad the event went well and you’re feeling good about it! Next time, you’ll be singing your betty hutton song! Incidently this is the year that I will actually pursue becoming a triangularist (I believe that was my intended instrument in Broke).

  4. On February 1st, 2012 at 8:56 pm Not Blue at All Says:

    Alena: Oh yes! Though I don’t recall instruments being chosen, sounds like a good plan! =)

  5. On February 1st, 2012 at 12:21 pm Twistie Says:

    You know the cure for that low, right? You get up and start planning again! Maybe another fabulous fatty event, maybe something completely different. But finding another goal to hit takes the sting out of meeting one goal and feeling like you’re falling off the face of the planet.

    So take a day or three to rest up, and then get back on that plotting… er, planning horse and ride it, baby!

  6. On February 1st, 2012 at 8:56 pm Not Blue at All Says:

    Twistie: Normally I’d agree and possibly give that same advice, but quite frankly I think I’m too pooped! Ha-ha! <3

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