When I ask people if they know Eden, who blogs, they always ask me if I mean Eden Kennedy. Who is Eden Kennedy? I think maybe one of the “big bloggers” but I’m mostly immune to and completely unaware of the who’s who scene in blogging. And in fact, I’d like to keep it that way.
Although I’ll admit to being pretty darn clueless about blogging when I attended Bloggy Boot Camp in March, I was only somewhat clueless when I attended BlogHer in New York City in August. Thank God I had a blogging group to attach myself to if necessary. I’m a social gal when I know people. When I know no one, I tend to be painfully shy and quite awkward. However, I mask it quite well with nervous humor (often inappropriately).
Somehow, when I made last minute plans to attend BlogHer, I also got invited to audition for the Project Mom Casting blogging reality show concept thingy. I found myself sitting in a room of people I felt like I was supposed to know about and wondered how I got there.
I watched a few of the other video entries. I saw some desperate pleas. I saw some dull and boring entries. And then I saw some totally fabulous women. Eden was one of them.
I clearly remember watching her shoot her video in her bathroom, late at night, shivering in the cold. In July.
Eden lives on the other side of the world. Literally. She’s one of those Aussie bloggers. I have to admit that I’m pretty mad about Australians in general. I’ve never met an Australian that couldn’t make me laugh. And then, add that accent on top of things and I think they could sound friendly even when they’re yelling at you.
I thought Eden’s video was adorable and yet she told a very matter of fact story of how she is a recovering alcoholic married to man who just barely survived cancer. I was entraced. I loved her video. I think I told her so. She watched mine and I think she said something to make me laugh.
Then I went to BlogHer. It was all a blur. I saw so many faces I recognized and tried to attach a Twitter ID to all of them. I couldn’t remember who was who. If you went, you know exactly what I mean.
On the last night, I was pretty much over the socializing, the parties, the free stuff. But by the time 11pm rolled around, there was nothing better in my mind than a silver platter of McDonald’s cheeseburgers. Which is exactly what they served at the CheeseburgHer Party.
I found a couch, I found a cheeseburger, and I was in heaven. Feet up and quieting the voices buzzing in my head. Then the crowd parted and I see Eden sitting directly in front of me. She’s by herself.
So I walked right up and said, “Oh, you’re Eden!”
Because this is months later, I can’t remember the specifics of the conversation. I just remember that the rest of the room fell away and we just had this awesome connection and conversation. We talked about blogging and husbands and our future and everything. I think that pretty much covers it.
It was one of those conversations where you knew you were supposed to be exactly where you were exactly when you were so that you could meet THAT person.
After exchanging much hugging, we parted company. She stayed in New York another week (I mean, come on. That was a long trip from Australia). But I will never forget that one night.
Once I made that personal connection, I couldn’t wait to read more and learn more about her blog. And since that time, I’ve have become blown away, time and time again.
She’s funny, real, raw, unfiltered, edgy, and just a wee bit dangerous. But I love her and I can’t wait to share some of my favorite posts.
This was the first of many posts Eden wrote about her adventures in NYC. I never realized how completely weird our country is until I read it through a foreigner’s eyes. And she gives me a special shout out, so there’s that.
I’m a celebrity gawker. So mention that you met a celebrity and I’m all into it. Yes, I know they’re people just like you and me. But it doesn’t matter. THEY’RE CELEBRITIES. Of course, I fell in love with this post especially when I saw the unplanned photo of Eden and Bono together.
Simple. That’s what this post is. But it sure stuck with me. Simple, yet oh-so-complicated.
Now THIS is the post that will make you get on a plane with me and find Eden’s house, or whatever they live in down under, and just sit a wait for a celebrity encounter. Somebody give her a book deal already, okay?
So now I’ve shared my little Aussie secret with you. You’re welcome. But mainly I keep reading because I can’t quite fathom what Christmas is like in the summer time.