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Nada Mama.

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I am a mom.  A mother, mama, madre… etc.  And I am truly celebrating that today.  But I’m also celebrating my super-hero ability at this particularly unique juncture in my life to do – – – well – – –  absolutely nothing.

Zip.

Nada.

This super-hero ability transcends traditional thought, and enables me to love doing nothing, to cherish it, to step outside of myself at times and analyze and see my nada state of being for what it is – to relish and be thankful for it.  And THAT is amazing.  The really super-power trick, however,  is not to let the nada-ness be cause for worry, self-defamation or fear.

Mother’s Day 2002

My two boys are older now- one fully grown up (I know… I was six when I had him.  It was in all the papers), and one who is 14 and lives with his dad in another state.  I love them so much (and so often) it hurts – in a good way most of the time – but that is another story — one that is so very much more than nothing or nada, and to even try to do it justice in my nada frame of mind, just wouldn’t be fair or right.

So – I’ll tell you about my realization that I actually relish being a Nada Mama on this beautiful Mother’s Day, 2010.

You see, though I own my own business, and love what I do (marketing and PR – spinning and pitching stories for the media, getting my clients on red carpet at some fabulous events, making deals for them, etc.), things (and by “things” I mean paying clients) have been very scant lately.  So much so, I’ve been keeping myself ultra busy, spinning plates/wheels, doing tricks, “putting it out there” – pitching myself to friends, acquaintances — sending resumes around since October – and still nothing has changed (my bank account notwithstanding).  As busy as I’ve been – even up until this past week – trying to “make things happen” – there is still – – just – – nothing, it seems.

Oh, I’ve gotten a new client here and there, lost a few along the way – but things everywhere in this universe just seem to be —  STUCK.  And I feel for others out there!  I’ve only been trying to elicit some serious change since last October.  Many more have been battling far longer.

So, I’ve just decided this week to just go with it.  To love the nada-ness.  Embrace it.  Hold it.  Cuddle it.

And now it’s official.  I am a bonafide nada queen.  A lounging fool.

It’s Sunday, and I spent the day yesterday lounging on the beach with M.C. Nugget.

I love the beach. Love laying in the sun (with appropriate SPF properly applied, of course), riding my bike along the strand in Santa Monica, watching the sunset over the Pier. It’s quite relaxing and amazing.  I may not be raking in the dollars right now, but I am certainly raking in the sunshine and reaping the benefits – the soft, golden skin that comes from the balmy sea air.  I may not be making power deals at every moment, but I am powering up the little hill on Ocean Park Boulevard peddling my bike as fast as possible to make the green light, and reach my final destination — the friggin OCEAN people! Hello?  How lucky am I to be just a couple of blocks from the great blue sea?

So, it’s been an incredibly challenging year for most folks.  I can’t even begin to detail the types of difficulties my friends and family have encountered.  Yet, even still, for every person who’s struggling (financially, health-wise, etc), I know someone who at least seems to be doing just fine.

So I’ve decided that I am too.  And I am actually GRATEFUL for the NADA MAMA I am!

Right here.  Right now.

Carpe Diem, people!  I gotta seize the day, because, hey – life is short – and I may never again be able to simply wake up, attend a 5-day-a-week pilates class, answer a few emails, check in on Facebook, handle a few details for my clients, and then – if I so desire – take the rest of the day off to lay in the sun or ride bikes with my man.  Granted, I don’t do that every single day (I’m still in Nada Mama training) – but believe me, as of late, I’ve done my share.

No matter how difficult things get, I have to realize that I’ve got it pretty stinkin’ good to be able to just stop, dead in my tracks, along with the seemingly STUCK UNIVERSE, and smell the roses, sip the coffee, soak in the rays, etc.

Ahhh.  To do absolutely nothing.  Everyone should be so lucky.

Happy Mother’s Day everyone!  Yes – EVERYONE.  Even you, who are not female, or mothers.  Yes, even you have a mom, or have had one.  Everyone has.  And I bet they all learned to enjoy being a Nada Mama once in a while too.

Stay tuned next week for some more tales of — well — how about nothing!  It’s either that or I’ll have to give away some of the fun and frivolity that occured at the Baja Cantina, The World Cafe and more on Cinco de Nuggie (M.C. Nugget’s Birthday)!  But until then, people… just do this for a while:   breathe in…. and breathe out…. ahhhhhh.

Love you people!  Mmmmmppphhhhuuuuhhhh!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Post-Post-Posting On Heaven’s Wall

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Yesterday I was doing some work on my laptop at the kitchen counter in my mom’s house in Albuquerque, New Mexico.  As I sat typing away, she lay in her hospital bed, waiting for her body to finally let go of life, and allow her to rest.

Since my mom’s stroke, I’d been thinking a lot about my dad…  how I wished I could just talk to him.  I didn’t really have very much time with my dad.  He died when I was 23 — barely an adult, really.  So, I never felt like I really KNEW him… or that we really bonded.  And now, with mom on her death bed, I definitely realize how much I am going to miss her — something I was not so keenly aware of with my dad.  Sure I loved him and hated to see him go. Sure, I think of him, but they are just images mostly. I don’t have that almost tactile feeling of sadness when I think of my dad, or even the loving fondness that comes from having depth in a relationship. 

So as I sat there, worried about my mom, and how I would miss her deeply,  it was only natural for me to feel that I should somehow miss my dad to the same degree…  it was only fair.  And yesterday, as I sat there thinking about all of this, I just knew that talking to my dad again would solve that.  We would bond, talk about what he’s been up to since I was 23, and when our talk was over, I would truly miss my dad just as much as I knew I was going to miss my mom.  Sound strange?  It does to me!  HA!  But alas, I never promised SANITY in here people – entertainment, mixed with a little spice here and there, maybe, but sanity, never! CRAZINESS is more the order of the day here!

Then I signed onto Facebook.  I had many people to communicate with — all my wonderful well-wishers, and such. As I perused my home page, I was struck by something I found very odd.  People were jumping into their friend’s wall posts and status updates to communicate something completely unrelated.  One friend posted something about the pies she was baking, and someone commented on it, “Hey!  When are we going for that bike ride?” and so on.  It was remarkable to me the number of people who were just plain LAZY on Facebook.  Of all people, I realized how much time it could take to go to each person’s page and post on their wall, or to manually send them messages… especially if there were a good number of people to connect with, as in my case.  But I decided right then and there I was not going to “piggy back” on other people’s posts to get my thank you’s or comments over to my friends.  They’d been way too supportive during all this stress and sadness over my mom.  I just couldn’t handle sending a blanket thank you on my wall.  They deserved individual responses.  So I spent the next several hours doing just that.

Later on… away from my computer… as I was about to walk into my mom’s hospital room, my cell phone rang.  It was a blocked call, but since I was in Albuquerque I took the call. 

“Lisa J. Davis?” the sweet voice said.

“Yes?” I replied.

“This is Heaven calling, and I’ve got your dad on the line. He’d like to talk to you.”

“What?  Is this some kind of joke?” I said, as I started toward my mom’s door.

“No ma’am,” she said joyfully, “We’ve seen your wall posts on Facebook, and we think it’s a good thing that you did today.  We decided to answer your prayer about talking to your dad.  We think it’s something that will do some good, and we wanted to reward you for doing the right thing on Facebook.”

“Really?” I exclaimed, “That’s fantastic!” I walked into my mom’s room and said, “Mom!  I’ve got DAD on the line!  He wants to talk to us!”

And then I woke up.  Yup.  I even DREAM in Facebook.  Oh, but what a fantastic dream.

But there are a few lessons to the story, I suppose: 

1) Watch what you post on Facebook. If you play your cards right, you may get an answer to prayer! Ha ha!

2) Facebook has some MAJORLY AWESOME PROGRAMMERS working for them, dude!  They’ve got a direct connection to HEAVEN!

3) Your prayers can be answered over the phone, via AT&T!

4) I probably spend WAYYY too much time on Facebook, thus the DREAM about it!

Have a dreamy weekend my beautiful, NON-LAZY Facebooking friends!

Love you people! Mmmmmmphhhuuuuhhh!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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On Thinking Big & Making Things Happen

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Anyone who knows me or reads my blog regularly, knows that I refuse to listen to the crazy voices.

I know, I know.  I do have some crazy voices in my head, it’s true.  We’ve all seen what they can do.

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If you are new here, I’m so very sorry…

Sorry it’s taken you so long to find us, that is (bah-dah-bum).

Seriously, though, we are FUN. Not only that, we are smart, witty, and we have lots to say.  And by we, of course, I mean me.  I AM the Queen after all, and working my HRH, group-speak on ya’ll.

Well, sometimes I think I am a group. Trust me – or — well —- trust us.  We’ve got a LOT going on with all these voices in our head.

But I digress.

I’m actually speaking of the crazy voices out THERE.  Out there in the ether – in the universe – swirling around us, in the background, in our faces, in our ears, all around us – telling us to WORRY – to be AFRAID – to be DEPRESSED – to “hold on to our money, because everything is going to hell in a hand basket” (wow! where’d that one come from?  I just pulled that one outta nowhere)!

I refuse to allow those voices (about how the economy “sucks,” the job market “sucks,” the housing market “sucks,” and how people “just aren’t spending”) to influence me.  I just will not participate.   You want to know how to do that don’t you?

Keep reading, slick.

Are you thinking that you might lose your job if you aren’t careful?  Well, STOP thinking that, ya big dope! DO a GOOD JOB and make yourself invaluable! That’s all you can do.

Are you feeling bad for friends and family because they are suffering financially, and depressed?  SO, STOP FEELING BAD!

How about if you and your kids go over and clean up your friend’s or family’s house or do their laundry?  Or maybe even bake them some cookies.  It won’t pay their electric bill, but it will lift their spirits, and put them in a better mental position to pick themselves back up!

It will also help your kids learn a valuable lesson about taking care of the people in their community or inner circle.

If you don’t have kids, borrow someone’s.  God knows most kids out there could use an influential experience like that.

I tell ya, a kind gesture (dinner and a bottle of wine at your house – especially at a time when you may not be positive of your own future) goes a LOOOONG way.  Way more than feeling badly for them, and creating the potential for it to bring you down in the process.

You’ve heard the axiom used many times before, in many ways:

Worry begets worry.

Fear begets fear.

Sadness begets sadness.

Well, guess what?  It works the other way too:

Money begets money.

Laughter begets laughter.

Positive Energy begets positive energy.

Work begets work.

You get the idea.

Many of you know that I own a business.  I recently dealt with a client undergoing serious cut-backs.  This caused me to have to cut back as well.  It’s the nature of the beast (cut-backs beget cut-backs, I suppose).

In spite of it all, however, I refused to believe that all was lost, everything was over, and now I’d become just one more cog in the wheel of this juggernaut of a bad economy.  And I still don’t believe it.  Not one iota of it.  Not only do I not believe it – I don’t act like it’s true. Quite the contrary, actually.

That doesn’t mean I blindly flounce around, spending money as if the same amounts of money magically appear into my bank account every day, just as they did in the past.  I’m not THAT whacky.  You’ve got to be intelligent, think ahead, and spend accordingly. That’s always true.

And I’m also not saying it’s just simple and easy-breezy for me to remain positive and act accordingly.  It’s been a tough road lately – that is for sure.  The negative voices are so very loud.

But when people ask how things are, the truth is – and I tell them: “They are FANTASTIC. I love what I do, and I am still doing it! I am so lucky!”

And I have never doubted the unwavering fact that I am GOOD at what I do, and there are hundreds — no — thousands of people and businesses out there just waiting for a business like mine to come along and make their businesses and careers ROCK.  It is only a matter of time before we find each other.

Then today something happened to only further solidify my resolve.  I got the call about a new account.  One that will make me very busy, and has potential for much more.  This, on top of many other things that are spinning and fermenting, and just about ready to — POP!!  Did I mix metaphors there?

The point is, these are GOOD things, people!

Don’t you see?  It’s that whole thing – “You are what you think.”  If you think you will fail, then you already have.  If you really truly think, and believe, and cannot be convinced otherwise – that you have it in you to be BIG and make things happen, then that wheel has already started rolling, babe.  It’s only a matter of time before that seed starts to grow.  It’s also a matter of you intending it to happen and staying focused on it.  That’s what yogi’s mean when they speak of their “intentions.”  It’s not some plan they are secretly plotting and devising.  “Intentions” really means what they elude to – when used by you or me, or anyone else, it is what we INTEND to happen.

So INTEND some great things your way, would you?  Stay focused.  Like a Bulldog, baby.  Don’t let ANYONE or ANYTHING deter you. Get one wheel rolling first.

Then get lots of wheels rolling.  Great big things will start to happen for you!

I’ve soooo got to run now peeps!  I’ve got clients to take care of, interviews to book, and all kinds of things steam rolling their way into my life.  Tune in next week!  I’ll dish on some fantastic Hollywood events and gatherings I’m attending!

Love you people! Mmmmmppphhuuuhhh!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Anything but Common!

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Okay.  I know I’ve promised to share some juicy tales lately, and have yet to deliver.  But in the craziness of life and travel and too much fun over the past weeks, I ran across a little gem yesterday that I wanted to share with you lovely boys and girls first.  It’s from a website called Daily OM.  And it definitely provides that BREATH of fresh air in terms of perspective!  Enjoy!

Small Gestures Make a Big Difference
Common Courtesy

We often feel that we don’t have the time or energy to extend ourselves to others with the small gestures that compose what we call common courtesy. It sometimes seems that this kind of social awareness belongs to the past, to smaller towns and slower times. Yet, when someone extends this kind of courtesy to us, we always feel touched. Someone who lends a helping hand when we are struggling with our groceries makes an impression because many people just walk right by. Even someone who simply makes the effort to look us in the eye, smile, and greet us properly when entering a room stands out of the crowd. It seems these people carry with them the elegance and grace of another time, and we are always thankful for our contact with them. Common courtesy is a small gesture that makes a big difference.

An essential component of common courtesy is awareness and common sense—looking outside yourself to see when someone needs help or acknowledgment. As a courteous person, you are aware that you are walking into a room full of people or that your waiter has arrived to take your order. Then, awareness leads to action. It is usually quite clear what needs to be done—open the door for the woman holding the baby, move your car up two feet so another person can park behind you, acknowledge your sister’s shy boyfriend with a smile and some conversation, apologize if you bump into someone. A third component is to give courtesy freely, without expecting anything in return. People may not even take notice, much less return the kindness, but you can take heart in the fact that you are creating the kind of world you want to live in with your actions.

When you are out in the world, remember to be aware of others, lend your hand when one is needed, and give this help without an ulterior motive. Through these small actions, you make this world a better place in which to live.

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Wasn’t that lovely, and yet so very true?! 

Sadly, there is ONE thing I take issue with – the fact that they call it “Common Courtesy.”  Courtesy is anything but COMMON!

It is that rare jewel we are pleasantly surprised by — often times when we need it most — and sometimes when we are least deserving.  We stumble upon it if we are lucky enough to be graced by someone who gently wields it, or if we are aware of our surroundings, looking into the world with hope and gratitude.

Like they say “What goes around, comes around.”  This weekend, my pretty people, I’d like to challenge you to become a commoner .  Yep – me – Ms. Cheevious – the very essence of all things uncommon – is asking each and everyone of you  to become a purveyor of “common” courtesy – and do so with grace, kindness and an overall positive attitude.  I promise, if you bestow just one small gesture of kindness upon a perfect stranger, you will shine like no other, and be nothing less than uncommon and priceless.

Have a beautifully common weekend everyone!

Love you people!  Mmmmmmmmphhhhuuuuuhhhh!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Brand Spanking New… Year

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One little statement. 

If only we could grasp the power of one little statement. 

Think about it.  If someone had intervened – and made a statement of protest – when a little Serbian company (called Zastava) decided it wanted to make cars, and then chose the name Yugo, perhaps they would have come up with an altogether better name – something really cool like Autobahn, or Millennium Cars.  And after such an intervention, just MAYBE that little company would have sold millions of cars in the United States – all because of one little statement like “Uh, hmmm.  That’s kind of a dumb name.”  Who knows?  Maybe they would have gone back into their focus groups.   That’s all I’m sayin’.  Instead the Yugo was voted Car Talk’s worst car of the millennium, and never made it past 1991 in the U.S.  When the plant closed in Yugoslavia, in November 2008, they had only sold a total of 794,428 cars.  (Of course, this is all from Wikipedia.  One can never trust that as a viable source).  But I digress.

I told my girlfriend Brit the name of this post yesterday (Brand Spanking New… Year).  She, being the bright, witty individual that she is, made this little statement, “Isn’t it a little late?” 

Whatever.  I’m not changing my post’s title.  That focus group stuff only works on big companies with no real connection to the real world!  Do you really think I’d succumb to the pressure?  PUHHH-LEEZ.   🙂

If you are new here, welcome!  Happy New Year!  Happy Brand Spanking New Year!  These posts are normally fun, I promise.  But don’t let that scare you away. You may find this one fun, in its own way.  But we, as a collective community, DEFINITELY have a lot of fun here.  Posts tend to be a little flirtatious, flippant, frivolous — anything but ultra-serious.  But today is a little different.  I’ve been away for a while – traveling for the holidays and for business.  My last post was some time ago, and somehow I am back with something that is very important to me – so I am going to address it.  Here.

I realize it’s nearing the END of January, but I’m just getting started in this new year, and from the looks of things, we all need a little mood BOOSTER.   ALREADY!

So, here I – Ms. Cheevious – am coming to the rescue, with not just ONE, but SEVERAL little statements that are meant to remind you of how GOOD you have it, and perhaps provide you that little mood booster and motivator you’ve been looking for.

It’s the New Year, and it is TIME for some house cleaning people!  You know what I mean?  New Year, New Time, New President — and now — it’s time for a New Attitude.

Think about just this:  Every day we get ANOTHER BRAND NEW set of opportunities to make something happen for the better (for ourselves and for others)!

I’m on a mission.  I would love to get a consensus of all you lovely people reading this – but I know better.  Life is short, and busy, and we all get way too many e-mails, text messages, snail-mail, bills, voicemails and every other type of communication (on multiple platforms) – it’s just not right to expect people to take a survey or answer questions in their very valuable spare time. 

So, instead of asking what you think, I am going to take a huge leap here and assume I have the answers.  Did you expect anything else?

So, what happened people? 

What has happened to our overall sense of pride and ambition? 

What is it that caused this overwhelming sense of fear, and worry and dread that seems to have permeated our beautiful country, and why is everyone succumbing to it?  Don’t tell me you don’t know what I’m talking about.  It’s so obviously present, you can almost touch and taste it.

What made you lose your nerve – your jutspa – your moxy? 

When did you lose the gumption to be determined to succeed, in spite of or regardless of what your friends, the economy, your co-workers, the DOW is/are doing?

THIS IS AMERICA – remember?  Regardless of what economic state, or what state of mind our country (or the rest of the world, for that matter) is in, this country – THE USA – the land of the free and the home of the brave – is STILL the best country in the world to live in.  I don’t care what other people (even famous celebrities) say or think.  We still have more opportunities, and enjoy the freedom to succeed and become whomever, or whatever we want – whatever we put our minds to – more than anyone in any other country in the world. 

How can we so easily fade and crumble?  Why does it seem like everyone is perpetuating this negativity that is invading our consciousness and our psyches?  It seems you can’t go to coffee, the drug store, stand in line at the grocery store without someone shooting a statement like this out into the air, and into my ears: “Yeah.  They probably won’t be able to hire me. It’s a tough economy! ”  Here I am.  Little ole’ me, minding my own business, trying to remain positive and determined to succeed, and I am being verbally, mentally and emotionally accosted by statements like that on a CONSTANT basis! 

Is it the rising tide of economic doom that floods our airwaves everyday? Or was it simply 2008?  Was 2008 a bad year for you? 

Awe.  I’m so sorry.  Poor Baby.  Get over it.  2008 is gone.  Bye bye. 

Okay – so I may sound like your mom, or my mom – well, hell, SOMEONE’s mom – but I remember the stock market crash of 1987.  Black Monday, October 19th.  Stories started circulating about stock brokers jumping out of their windows when the market crashed.  I was oblivious to the financial consequences, in a sense.  Okay – I was like 22 years old and had no money to put into the stock market. 

I wasn’t oblivious to the worry and fear that laid like a thick blanket over the country, though.  But hey, I was a single mom.  Allowing fear of the stock market crashing and jobs being lost to slow me down or inhibit my ability to provide a nice life for my son was not an option. 

I was in business for myself, and believe me – I started to notice.  I felt the pinch.  It took a while.  It was more like 1988, but my clients started combing over their invoices to see if I just might be over-charging them.  If there was some way to pay me less.  Some of my biggest clients really suffered and eventually even went out of business.  But guess what?  I found a way.  Things changed, and I had to adapt.  I ended up giving that business to one of my employees, and moving on to other things.  But my life went on, and things turned out okay.  I wouldn’t trade those experiences for the world, as hard as they were.  They led me to who I am today – to where I am today.

You’d think with that experience under my belt that I would be telling you a different story today.  You’d think I would be on the side of the gloom and doom that has infiltrated our minds.  I have the right to do it I suppose, if anyone does, because I have been there before.  I lost business over it before.

But I won’t promote those things.  The bad economy and all that entails has absolutely nothing to do with my own personal happiness, success, health or well-being.  It has nothing to do with yours either.

Remember those people from a few paragraphs up – the ones who said “They probably won’t hire me because it’s a bad economy”? I so want to say to them, “Yeah – you’re right.  They probably won’t hire you.  You’ve already decided your fate here. Why WOULD they hire you? Why don’t you just give up and quit talking and bringing everyone else down with you?”  I don’t mean to be harsh – but GEEZ. It isn’t just the economy, people.  WE have something to do with it – with our lousy attitudes, and the things we so readily agree to.

So – okay people.  It’s time for a reality check.

I saw a movie today that reminded me of how good we have it here.  It was based in India.  Those people live in slums.  Real slums.  And yet, they have joy.  They keep going and living, and making a life for themselves.  Sure there is poverty and sickness.  There always is, when humans are involved.

It’s just that I am awaiting the grand entrance of HOPE.  I am waiting with baited breath for the moment in time when we all feel the veil of mental worry lift from our homes, communities, cities and country.  It will be a truly incredible day when we can look back at this time and be glad we stood strong, and didn’t let things bring us down. Better yet, how much better it will be if we now, somehow find the focus, strength and determination to succeed and do exceedingly, abundantly better than ever, in spite of the current situation?  That my friends, is something I plan to do.  At least I’m working on it. 

You can do it too.  And you won’t be alone.  I tend to agree that smart, vivacious, lovely people like yourselves can accomplish anything you put your minds to.  So, do you care to join me?  Let’s conquer this, and move on to bigger and better things.

Love you people!  Mmmmmmphhhuuuhhhh!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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I’m a Thin, Light, Lean, Mean Machine – Don’tcha Know?

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There I said it. It’s out there in the universe, swirling around now. I’m a thin, light, lean, mean machine.  That’s me!  Well, it will be soon.

Today I put a suit on that I plan to wear on a business trip to Florida in late February.  I embarrassed myself.  Just two and a half years ago this suit fit me and looked pretty stinkin’ good.  Not so this time. Blech.

So, I promptly took it off and hung it on my bedroom door as a reminder.  I proceeded to take three sheets of 8.5X11 paper and write messages to myself.  I wrote one that says “Don’t eat ANYTHING. You must fit in your suit! You need to lose it!” (it’s on the junk food cupboard) and another saying, “Thin & Lean is IN & Beautiful!!  Thin, Light, Lean, Mean Machine!!” (that one is suppose to get me amped up, and it’s above my desk), then one last one says, “The weight needs to come OFF! and you are the ONLY one who can do it!”  (that one is on my bathroom mirror).

So – I’m going to document my losses here.  I am good at this. I can definitely lose weight when I put my mind to it.  Don’t worry.  I am a health-nut dieter, not a basket case with OCD and anorexia. I’ll be good, I promise.

This all begs the question:  What do you do to get yourself back on track, both mentally and physically?

Tell me about it! I’d really like to hear, especially if you are trying to get slim once again as well!

Here’s to the new US in 2008 – or should I say, renewed US?  After all, this won’t be new – it’s more like a long lost friend who’s come back into our lives!  What a fantastic feeling!

So today – here I am at ground zero.  I have lost no weight.  My goal?  At least 11 lbs.

Stay tuned for the adventures of the Lean Mean Ms. Cheevious.

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