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It’s the alcohol, darling

July 14, 2014 by MsCheevious

IT’S THE ALCOHOL, DARLING

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M.C. Nugget and I spent the night at my girlfriend Brit’s house after she threw me a wonderfully fantastic birthday dinner party. Brit and her fiancé recently moved up into the hills above Mulholland drive and have a gorgeous home with three large bedrooms (one of which is now “my” bedroom – thank you!), a beautiful swimming pool and back yard, and a view of the valley below that could make you sing  God Bless America.

I won’t go into the details of the party (which was a dinner party for four couples), because, well, it just can’t be properly recapped, but here are just a few highlights with a couple of photos below):

From the thai fusion food (prepared by her Cordon Bleu trained beau), Asian themed cocktails (including fresh lichee martinis – “you can only get fresh lichees one month a year” – yay for me!), the “Pink Martini” channel on Pandora, the impromptu dancing and Latin dance lessons that ensued afterward, all the way to my favorite birthday cake (yep, I had a huge slice), made THIS birthday an incredibly beautiful, memorable one. I was and am extremely blessed to have such a wonderful friend who is like a sister to me.

Nuggie and I planned to sleep over, knowing we wouldn’t be driving after the party. We passed out in her over-stuffed, poofy, comfy guest bed. I imagine I’ll spend many nights in that bed in the future, and I’ll dream about being a jet-setting billionaire-ess, famous author, wise sage or something.

Brit and I both rose at about 6AM. I did a little yoga on the patio (she had serene spa music playing softly on the outdoor speakers that basically SCREAMED at me “GET OUT HERE AND DO SOMETHING GOOD FOR YOUR BODY DRUNKY!”), and she began to clean up and regroup for the day ahead (which included the four of us lounging by the pool).

Then I pulled out my camera from the night before and Brit was amazed. She was so glad I’d documented the fabulous party. We chuckled, oohed and ahhh-d as we recalled various moments.

Then she laid this on me:

“What is it about life’s great moments that we can’t always remember them until we see the photos?” (you can ask this on twitter)

Now, I’m not often given these kinds of opportunities in my world…the perfect set up…. the kind that invites you to participate in the making of a quote for the annals of history (or for here on the blog at least),

I answered her immediately and compassionately… “… it’s the alcohol, darling.” (you can tweet that)

Hey, life’s great moments may get a little foggy for some when mixed with alcohol, but I remember it all (of course, I followed my own best advice – hydrate, hydrate, hydrate). And I wouldn’t change a thing.

The God Bless America View

The God Bless America View

 

It's The Alcohol, Darling

The photo that sums it all up. “It’s the alcohol, darling.”

 

Candles

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Fisticuffs, Friends on the Move, Parties

October 10, 2008 by MsCheevious

1.  I know what it’s like to feel caught in the middle of someone else’s fight.  Yup, me.  Ms. Cheevious.  I actually witnessed a real fight – well it wasn’t really full-on fisticuffs, because it was between my dear friends (a couple that I love like family) – although, I realize fisticuffs isn’t out of the question. But they found out a little over two weeks ago that they have to move to NYC because “he” got a soap opera gig in NYC.  So, things have been a little tense.  To say the least.  The “she” of the couple had her share of problems getting organized and well, let’s just say that I was there to witness the Chernobyl of Venice Beach.  Not fun.  Funny how the human spirit can be so determined to make it through life’s difficulties, though.  And thank god.  The next morning I fully expected to be searching for my friends’ remains among the ashes, but no.  It was business as usual at “moving central.”  Go figure.  In the midst of it, I didn’t handle it well, people.  I’m glad for the ability to cry, because when you need to – hey – you need to. I don’t know about them, but godddd it was good to let it out. HA!

2.  This week I’ve been helping these same friends (Ricky & Lucy) pack up their place. They are leaving this Sunday.  Not only am I torn up about that, because I’m going to miss them TERRIBLY (plus, they lived in Venice Beach, and um, excuuuuuse me, but where am I going to store my beach cruiser now???).

3.  At the same time they are leaving to NYC, my friend Britt is moving back here from NYC! YAY!  I am so happy about that!  So, I figure it is a trade off.  Ricky & Lucy – for Britt!  Ha ha!  Okay – no one can replace Ricky & Lucy, but Britt coming here (and she will live with me for a few months until she gets settled) will make their moving away a bit easier. Besides, I’ve already booked my flights to NY for November, December, January, and  — 

4.  In addition to a crazy, busy work schedule, and helping Ricky & Lucy pack their home, I am throwing them a going away bash at my place this weekend.  Well, Fred the Wonder Chicken and I are throwing it.  Him, me, Ricky, Lucy and a about a hundred of their closest friends.  Yes, call in the men with white jackets now.  I’m thinking a padded room is sounding pretty nice right about now.  heh heh

5. This week of Yom Kipur I decided to reflect as well (though I am not Jewish).  We throw ourselves into the fire with the demands we place on ourselves – our careers and professional pursuits, keeping up our homes, taking care of loved ones and friends, nurturing and working through meaningful relationships, and all the menial responsibilities of life – not to mention the time we need to recharge and actually enjoy the world we’ve created for ourselves!  Then we wonder why we feel the singe of the flames!  Ha!  I’ll tell you why!  Because life can be tough.  How’s that for a golden nugget of wisdom?  Not only that, but that same fire can burn warm and sweet and remind us of how truly AWESOME life can be.

Well, what do you know?  I’m done for this week!!  Can you believe it people?  Have a really great weekend, and if I come out ALIVE, I’ll send up a smoke signal! 

Love you people!  Mmmmmmmphhhuuuuhhhhhh!

xoxo,
Ms. Cheevious

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