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What’s Your Color Today?

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Mine remains to be seen people! (except perhaps my bloodshot eyes! OY!) Ha!

Will I be blond? Brunette? Red Headed? With me no one can tell. It is entirely dependent on my mood. :).

But, just know that regardless of the “color” Mood YOU are in, whether it be fire engine red and you are rarin’ to go, black as night with no daylight in sight, or sunshine yellow with a bounce in your step – YOU choose your outlook AND your behavior. And hey, I suppose some days we can allow that less than perfect behavior, and moods that just simply – well – suck.

I must admit you do hear about those more than when someone is inexplicably ELATED. And probably with good reason, right? Come on, ADMIT it. Sometimes when you get around one of those Perky Penelopes you just want to secretly stick your foot out, undetected, as they skip on By! Am I right? And when we’ve been elated, how often do we find ourselves feeling GUILTY for expressing it because, well, times are hard, people are suffering, and so on, and so forth.

But I desire and strive for authenticity people! When I am JUBILENT — and — when I am in the dumpster. You know… the one in back of MC Nugget’s apartment? It sometimes feels like a home away from home. LOL

But seriously, you are the ONLY one who can dig deep into your gut and pull out something unexpected. Happy, sad, angry, remorseful, whatever. So this, my lovelies, is your mission, should you choose to accept it. Surprise us all with your choice and we will celebrate YOU in the process!

Let us know what color you choose to be today by posting below. Feeling dark and gray and dreary? Do tell, but be creative in your color and tell us why! Feeling Stinkin FREAKIN JAZZED for some reason, and that color feels like Chartreuse to you? Can’t wait to hear about it.

Love you people!!!
Mmmmpphhuuhhhh!

xoxo,
Ms. Cheevious
via my iPhone

Don’t rip this off unkay? I don’t need to say all that copyright stuff do I?

Techno-Babe Moments Anyone?

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So I started these Techno Babe moments.  I don’t think I shared them with everyone, except perhaps on Facebook.  Anyway, I started doing this, because – well, I’m known for being a bit of a GEEK.  Yup.  You heard it here.

GEEK.

But seriously.  The cool thing about MY techno-babe moments is that they will strip away the fear and mystique from such Techy acronyms as U-R-L, and bring the TRUE meaning of “I need more RAM” into focus!  I’ll make it so simple, even your granny who still swears by the paper-back version of her yellow pages, will become a techno babe!  It’s true.  My techno babe moments do NOT discriminate.

So here it is. My first ever, Techno-Babe Moment – where I analyze in VERY EASY TERMS, the iPhone app called “ANTI-MOUSTIQUE” (an “app” is something that makes the iPhone (or other products made by that company – APPLE) be able to tell you things, or do things for you, so that other people think you are really smart or very cool).  ANTI-MOUSTIQUE professes, when it is on and activated, to emit a sound frequency that insects – mostly mosquitos – cannot handle.  When hearing this frequency, insects are suppose to FLEA (ha ha – no pun intended) – I mean, FLEE.  I tested it.  And you can trust me.  I’m a BUG magnate.

Check it out please.  And please go to YOUTUBE, subscribe to my channel and posts comments. Let’s tell the WORLD about this AWESOME new show of mine called Techno-Babe Moments! 🙂

And if your browser or email (for subscribers) doesn’t allow for you to SEE this AWESOME youtube window here… Well, use your little mousy-thingy and point it at the underlined text below – then CLICK (it’s the stuff right below here that looks like a bunch of math code or something):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=_cyOtnczP1E

And it looks like this:

Techno Babe!

There you are!  YAY!  You are fast on your way to joining me in TECHNO-BABE BLISS.

That’s it people!  Have a FABULOUS week, and don’t BYTE off more than you can chew!  (Yuck yuck…)

Love you people!!!! MMMMMPHHHUUUHHHH!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Aloha National Chicken Month

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In Celebration of National Chicken Month I am taking M.C. Nugget to Hawaii.  That’s right.  You heard it correctly.

You see, we watched his beloved Saints get ripped apart by the Greenbay Packers on NFL kickoff tonight, and in a drunken stupor decided we needed to go to Honolulu.

Can you blame us?  NO!

So – well – there you have it.  Aloha my lovely boys and girls.  I will try not to sun bake my Chicken Man too much – but honestly, I think he likes it.  heh heh.

Below is a sun baked chicken.  Granted it BETTER not be MC Nugget – cuz – well – that would be weird – but perhaps we’ll see one of his Hawaiian cousins while we are there!  🙂

Have a glorious weekend whilst we are basking in the glorious sun of HAH-VAH-EE (as they say)…

Love you people!!!!!

Mmmmppphhhuuuhhh!!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Mishka from Customer Service Hell Stalks Me in Cost Rica

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So, you fabulous bloggees, here is the REAL video for my Costa Rican Vacation.  Yep.  Believe it or not, MISHKA from my “Customer Service Hell” video makes an appearance.  Which begs the question:  is this wretched person STALKING ME?  I mean, COME ON!  I travel across the world, spanning a few countries, and WHO do I run into?  MISHKA!  AAAAH!!!

Breathing.  Just breathing.

But I suppose one could argue it was the other way around, because as you will SEE from the hilarious video below, I was the one who secretly captured Mishka on camera, in a situation that was obviously very testy.

Many of your email providers (talking to email subscribers here) may not allow for video viewing, so I’ve also provided a link below.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiI5cZ3X9BU

If you can’t view the above, please click here to watch it on youtube (I want you to go there anyway to leave a comment)!

Back in June, when I posted “SUCH A TEASE” and merely provided a snap-shot of our trip, so many of you cried and screamed in disbelief.  I’m sorry.  I will make it up to you.  Hopefully this post does the trick!  Please be sure to go to the Youtube page to post your comments and subscribe to me there — YOU’LL WANT TO WIN THIS PRIZE!!! 🙂

That’s it for now my lovelies!  Stay tuned next week for my post in honor of NATIONAL CHICKEN MONTH.  HA!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Introducing “Nosey” Next Door Neighbor

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M.C. Nugget and I woke up one Saturday morning to what I initially interpreted as a sweet note from our otherwise nosey, busy-body neighbor. It read something like this,

“Hey guys!  I just wanted to let you know that I am a very light sleeper, so because of this, I sleep mostly in the living room!  Anyway, I will be away at my boyfriend’s through Sunday, so if MC (me — Ms Cheevious) would like to park in my space, that would be fine!”

I should have understood the undertones of this note immediately, but all I saw was the invitation to use her parking spot and I started to do a little dance.

In RE: the parking spot.

You see, Nuggie and I live three blocks from the beach.  This means that on most days parking is a very hot commodity and hard to come by.  I am a busy girl, which means I go places! I have a life! So, I have to search for parking, often many times throughout the day when I come back to our beach place. I USE to park in a somewhat-non-space in back of Nuggie’s building along with the other tenant parking.  It was sort of a half-space, but me and my little car didn’t ever have trouble getting in and out, and no one else ever parked there.  I did this, until “Nosey” dropped hints to Nuggie in her passive aggressive way that “some of the other people in the building were wondering who it was that was parking there, since everyone was only allowed one parking space”… That, in effect, ended my days of using that space in a pinch, and began the days of M.C. and I planning ahead for parking. Oy. As IF we live in New YORK or something!

The comment from her was annoying enough, but when Nuggie read the note he snapped, “Too bad!  We can’t help it if she sleeps in the LIVING ROOM!” and I immediately knew what he was talking about.  Nuggie and I returned the night before from a romantic, fun night out, and wanted to “continue the romance” if-you-will, back at home.  We stayed in the living room for the very reason that the walls in the beach palace are very thin, and well — we don’t want to have to think about waking the neighbors while we have the music on and other “stuff” going on.  So, rather than disturb our sleeping neighborsj (as the bedrooms in these places all have common walls), we took our hanky-panky to the living room.

Suddenly, I found myself cracking up.  ‘Serves her right!’ I thought.

If you’ve ever lived in an apartment complex, or even a tightly knit neighborhood of homes, you’ve known neighbors who don’t know how to mind their own business.  Oh, sure, they justify their nosiness by saying they just “care” about you and your well-being, while they make sure you know they see and hear everything you do.  It reminds me of Mrs. Kravitz from the TV Show Bewitched.  If you’re too young to have ever seen Mrs. Kravitz (I can’t imaging why you would be, since the show is still all over cable TV today), I’ve provided a few shots of her below:

Funny.  Some people just don’t have a life.

Stay tuned everyone – as next I’ll be sending you my REAL, and TRUE Costa Rican Vacation video!  Yippee!

Have a great day and make someone smile because you are MINDING YOUR OWN BUSINESS!

Love you people!  Mmmmmmphhhhuuuuhhhh!!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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The Great Costco Food Sample Incident

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I’m going to share with you a little incident that ACTUALLY occurred at my friendly neighborhood Costo recently.  The names and characters’ names have been changed – only because I don’t know them. If I did, these slime balls would be listed right here with mug-shots, their phone numbers, emails and home addresses (just kidding… but a girl can dream).

After patiently waiting to get a hot tasty morsel of free food at Costco (from one of the sample cart people),  and,  after waiting through the first whole batch the woman had produced, because the line was THAT long, (and also because in the previous batch, certain SOMEONES ran up to the front of the line, just as the samples were coming out, IGNORING the long line formed by we POLITE folks, and grabbed up all the yummy stuff)… After all that, while I STILL waited patiently in line, some sneak-meister lady came up and began chatting up our sample lady!  I knew immediately what this bitch was up to.  She was hungry, like all the rest of us, and yet, rather than wait in line – LIKE ALL THE REST OF US, and LIKE GOOD PEOPLE DO – she thought she’d put on a little side-show to distract the cart lady, and somehow thought this would fool us.  She probably did fool a few of the people in line, sadly.

Which begs the question, “Why was I in line with fools?” and then the question,  “Why are they fools?” Well, I was in line because the cart woman had been polite enough to say she was sorry we waited in line and the first samples ran out, and that more would be ready in a jiff.

By acknowleding that we’d been there waiting in line, she immediately made STANDING IN LINE imperative.

Why were the other people in line with me fools?  Well they would have been if they just stood there and did nothing while they were about to be taken for a second time. I know some of you.  You’re sharp too, and you’re thinking ‘why fault the bee-otch for thinking outside of the box and getting the food before it was all gone again?’  I’ll tell you why.  BECAUSE I DID WHAT I WAS SUPPOSE TO DO and this goombah butt-ugly chick was threatening to prove ONCE AGAIN that it DOESN’T PAY to follow any sort of social graces!  If everyone did what she did, we already know what would happen: only the stronger, nastier, fatter (there is almost ALWAYS someone fatter), meaner, more-muscular people would survive.  They’d claw and climb their way to get the freebie, simply because that’s the way it was done, leaving the elderly, frail, young, short (there is almost always someone shorter), light-weight, kind, polite people behind in the dust.

But if everyone would just stand in that line of  – oh – what – FIVE FRIGGIN’ PEOPLE – then everyone would get their little tiny bite in due time. But NOOOO.  And THAT, my friends is the reason everyone in this FRIGGIN’ COUNTRY IS OBESE!  But I digress.

So, what did I do?  I’ll tell you.

I stepped out of that line and LURCHED at that woman.

I THREW my overly strong and large-for-my-size hands  (I know this because my piano teachers all said so) around her Baptist looking neck, and I SQUEEZED  — HARD.  I clenched my teeth and said as I felt the air trying to pass through her neck, “Feel free to chat this woman up as long as you like.  But if you think you’re getting one of those samples without waiting in line, like all these other good folks have been doing, well, I’ll snap this pretty little neck of yours in two seconds.” Immediately, the people in line began to clap and cheer.  They chimed in with things like “YEAH!” “THAT’S RIGHT!” and “YOU GO GIRL!”  I even heard a “That woman did NOT just DO THAT!!”

I continued as I regained my composure, released the woman, and stepped back in line, ” We complain that the kids in this country are getting worse – more and more violent, indecent, stupid – whatever – as each year passes… and we wonder why? It’s because of LOW LIFES like you who think they’re the only ones that exist on this planet, and selfishly take-take-take, regardless of who else was ahead of them! You teach kids that everything they’ve been taught, including common decency, isn’t NECESSARY! Well, I’M here to tell you that it IS!”

More “Yeah!”s and “That’s Right!”s from my little line gang before I continued, “YOU are the reason our country is in the PISS poor shape it’s in, lady.  So GET A CLUE, GET IN LINE or go live somewhere else.”  I breathed in as the cheers, pats on the back, smiles and women waiting for me to hold their babies continued… before…

It was back to REALITY.

What actually happend was, I simply said loudly, “I HOPE she doesn’t think she’s getting a sample ahead of us without getting in line?  Does she?”  Turning to my other line members. One supported me by rolling her eyes in the woman’s general direction for all to see, another huffed and shrugged, and one very brave lady chimed in “I sure HOPE NOT!”  That was really all we needed.  Oh the joy of being heard, and oh how great it feels to instill FEAR into the heart and mind of a perpetrator!  HA!

So let this be a lesson to you:  Step outta line (in more ways than one) around Ms. Cheevious, and you WILL suffer the consequences. You have been warned.

But honestly people, it’s just WRONG to conduct ourselves so EGOTISTICALLY, as if we are the only ones affected.  Everyone else suffers when we do. What you do affects others.

THINK ABOUT EVERYTHING YOU DO and adjust your actions so others (we) don’t have to pick up your slack.  Would ya? PRETTY PLEASE?

If you do, you’ll feel better as you come to realize — ‘GEE, I WON’T DIE IF I MAKE OTHERS MY EQUAL & BEHAVE GRACIOUSLY’… and it will sure as hell make the world a better place!

That’s it for now peeps!  Now go out there an make the world a BETTER place!  Would you please?

Love you people!!! Mmmmmphuuuhhhh!!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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