It was a usual Saturday morning by the beach…. M.C. Nugget was itching to get out of the house, prodding me to finish what I was doing so we could jump on the bikes and cruise before the dreaded tourists made our lives miserable.
I did what I always do when I am rushed. I hummed, said something nonsensical, and I think I made up new words to a familiar song. Hell, I don’t really know what I did, but it made Nuggie laugh.
“Oh my GOD! You’re going over the edge!” he laughed…”It’s over! Over the edge!”
“Honey,” I quipped, “I am ALWAYS over the edge.“
“It’s a daily thing?” he joked, “The Daily Edge?”
Of course he was making a pun, because of The Daily Mischief and The Daily Nugget verticals here on the blog.
We get it.
And this is how our day starts on a regular basis. It’s not easy being “Cheevy.” It’s all chuckles and giggles until someone loses an eye.
Honestly though, I could call my posts the daily edge… but then again, edge could be defined as mischievous. Am I right?
Why yes, Ms. Cheevious, you’re right.
Thank you.
I’ll be here daily to deliver the edge (I’ll be close to the edge too).
My work here is done.
Kelly Breece says
Oh what beach do you live on? Just left Venice Beach. Miss it already.
MsCheevious says
we live 3 blocks from the sand in Santa Monica (but not far from Venice). We love it! Thanks for coming by and commenting Kelly!