Wow! So that short break ended up being 6 months. That was the quickest 6 months in the world. A very quick 6 months that also feels like a lifetime of crazy shit.
One of the many great things that has happened in the last 6 months was the chance to work out what I (we) wanted this blog to be about. Remember me whinging about shit back in January, well thanks to some very smart people and some very cool friends I now have an answer to that question (even if I’m the only one asking it)!
Come June 1, all going to plan, we’ll be rebirthing St. Murphy as Mother Gay. Shock, horror, is this a gay blog? Yes, yes it is. And its about to get a whole lot gayer. Brace yourselves mummy-bloggers, we’re about to rock your world! We are gonna be like your gay best friend, fairy godfather, Bob Brown, closeted uncle, favourite movie star, hairdresser, Jack McFarland, personal trainer, celebrity gossip presenter and Mardi Gras float all rolled into one. And to the gays out there who’ve been following St. Murphy, Mother Gay is gonna be an even bigger window into our community, what makes us special and the who, what, where of how we live our lives.
And I keep saying ‘we’ cause Mother Gay will be about a whole bunch of people, not just me. See I have some fucking hilarious friends who live some of the most amazing stories and I have got them all on board for Mother Gay. So it won’t be just my voice, but the voices of many peeps who share my odd sense of humour and way of life. It’s gonna get FRANTIC here at Mother Gay.
Hehehehe I’m beside myself with excitement, hope you are too. So many stories, and causes, and points-of-view, and reviews, and parties, and anecdotes, and lessons-to-be-learned, and also some really, really stupid shit.
And can I just give a shout-out to my dear friend and life-coach Mrs Woog. The day after I posted that desperate, nonsensical post back in early January we got together for lunch. In a way that only Mrs Woog can, she came up with the idea for Mother Gay in under 2 mins. I kid you not. It was like “are you the smartest woman in the world, can you read my mind?”. She is amazingly intuitive like that, a people person, which is also why Woogsworld is one of the best blogs in Oz and her two boys are the luckiest kids in the world. Truth be known, I credit Mr Woog for all her wisdom. He’s hot!
Mmmmmm… mental note: blog post about how hard it is not to make a move on hot husbands of your fag hags.
So. June 1. And I just know you are on the edge of your seats in anticipation. Hahaha. I’m already having a ball with this idea. I think there could be something special in it. Especially with my friends involved. Cause like I said, they are damn cool, very funny and up for anything.
Can’t wait to see you again, can’t wait to be writing again. I haven’t been this excited since my first Sleaze Ball, to which I wore a silver mini-skirt.