Welcome to my crib
#DailyNugget
The unusual and freakish are the norm in Venice Beach, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Welcome to my crib,” was his mantra as people passed by.
Indeed.
And it was well worth the price of admission.
~ The Nugget
Beach
Not the flash
Or the green flash, rather. But close enough. And right outside my door at the beach.
~ The Nugg
I do this daily
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.
Head toward the light
Because heaven is most certainly on the other side.
All you need is apple pie.
American Flag, on a roller coaster AT THE BEACH. All you need is apple pie.
Nada Mama.
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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