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It’s on in three weeks,
…but regardless, it’s fucking adorable.
You should see her juggle,
…there was the House of Hungarian Wines in Budapest.
One year later, it was followed by a night at the Cool Kids Bar in Brussels.
And this year, we hit up the North Shield Pub in Istanbul, where everyone was feeling friendly on their first drink.
By drink number two, Emily was already looking forward to drink number three, Rebecca was politely trying to discourage her from doing so (in an attempt to avoid the debauchery of last year’s events at the Cool Kids Bar), Harry was amusing himself by being sexually suggestive with items from our basket of fried foods, and KB was completely over the whole affair.
Trouble in Coupleville started at drink number three, with Rebecca shooting Harry the stink-eye (also known as the “I think you’ve had enough” face), and Emily making fun of KB’s inability to keep up. Yes, Emily and KB are a couple when they travel together. Hot!
And then came the violence of drink number four. Or at least the violence of Harry, Rebecca, and Emily, while KB tried to flag down our waiter for the check.
Drink number five caused drowsiness… which, apparently, didn’t stop Emily from being able to hold up her beer. KB benefited by enjoying the entire second basket of fried foods all by herself.
When all was said and done though, the love kicked back in with our sixth and final drink of the night. So much, in fact, that Harry felt comfortable placing his hand on his wife’s chest for the photo, thus proving that Rebecca was also drunk enough to be okay with it.
And then Emily and KB made out… but we’ll save those photos for another time.
Can’t wait for next year’s rounds,
Back when I was living in Columbus, Ohio my friends and I started a quote wall. Whenever a bit of brilliance (or otherwise) poured out of someone’s mouth, somebody would yell “Quote!” thus nominating it for Quote Board status. The quote then had to be seconded by someone (it almost always was), and then it would be written down to be forever immortalized on the Quote Board.
This is the modern day equivalent of that classic piece of my past.
KB: “I had a horrible dream last night.”
Justin: “About what?”
KB: “I dreamt I was watching Fifty Shades of Grey.”
- KB, 2/26/15
She wasn’t even trying to be funny,
Those are tame compared to what’s probably out there somewhere.
Never gonna be able to run for political office,
…encouraged people to bring themed foods to pass.
KB and I brought Drumsticks (for Whiplash), Martin Luther King, Junior Mints (for Selma), and chicken tenders (because they’re a Bird, Man).
But the winner of the evening was Beth, who handmade these Mendl’s boxes (for The Grand Budapest Hotel) and then baked cupcakes to place inside.
…since her surgery a little over a month ago.
In a word: WONDERFULLY.
Mr. Fabulous’ oral melanoma was “highly spreadable” with over a 90% chance of the cancer appearing elsewhere in her body. After a plethora of tests (including lung X-rays, lymph node aspirates, and more poking and prodding than I’m sure she cared for), for right now at least, it appears as if the cancer hadn’t spread. In the doctor’s words: “This is a best-case scenario of a horrible situation.”
Of course, that isn’t to say it won’t pop up again somewhere down the road, but for right now we’re just happy to have her here.
Her scars, both internally on her gums/maxilla and externally on her lip, have healed wonderfully, and other than a grinning smirk (which honestly just looks kind of badass) you would never know she went through a highly invasive, three-hour-long surgery.
To be read: Though this was a shitballs situation, we’ve been extremely fortunate with the outcome so far.
As of today, she’s received three of a series of four vaccinations, which further cut down on the chances of the cancer spreading. After her fourth vaccination in two weeks, she’ll receive checkups every three months for the next year. After that, she will be reassessed and a new checkup schedule will be chosen.
All of this is to say that this is a process, obviously, and we’re just approaching and dealing with it one step at a time.
So how is Mr. Fabulous recovering? Well, we’re back to balancing things on her head, so she must be doing pretty damn well.
Thanks to everyone for their love and support. If Mr. Fabulous could speak, we’re sure she’d thank you herself. And then she’d probably let out a huge fart.
…for thinking of Mr. Fabulous and getting her this St. Francis of Assisi (the patron saint of animals) tag for her collar.
She’s wearing it (and recovering) with thanks.
You guys are the best,