I ate all of the chicken soup

Before I begin, you must understand that when one lives three blocks from the sand, one finds rare occasion to go anywhere much further than three blocks from the sand.

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Continuing with my “crack” induced story-lines, I thought I’d let you know that, yes, I was up late again last night (though only until about midnight, because I had a horrible sinus headache), and yes, I woke up at 6 AM this morning. It appears I am keenly adept at getting tired, and can actually get a little sleep if I’m feeling sick.  I now know that I was definitely sick. It was like someone took a baseball bat rapped in metal spikes and repeatedly beat my face in with it.

So this morning I got up and was still not well.  I worked for about an hour and a half, and went back to sleep. For four hours. When I woke up my lovely man asked if he could get me anything. My swift reply? “Chicken Noodle Soup from Souplantation.” I could hear the air seeping out from Nuggie’s bubble as he rapidly deflated. It wasn’t that he didn’t ask with sincerity, it was that I actually took him up on it, and that my request involved driving about fifteen minutes, way further away than three blocks from the sand.

He did it though. He ventured out into the wild of the streets of Santa Monica, on into Brentwood, and purchased a large to-go container of my all-time favorite chicken noodle soup. Ahhh, bliss. And even though I was eating Chicken soup, and Nuggie is a Chicken Man, he wasn’t at all skeezed out by that. He is definitely a keeper.

 

 

Ms. Cheevious is the alter-ego of Lisa Jey Davis (former publicist, and television talent manager, current award-winning writer & author, & health and fitness pro). Though Ms. Cheevious has become known for humor via the blog and social media, offering a lighter and brighter look at life… the blog was originally a precursor to Lisa Jey's long overdue book "Ms. Cheevious in Hollywood" which offers a fabulous, funny peek into what really goes on behind the scenes in Hollywood… a Hollywood with Lisa Jey and her funny “serendipities” in it. Think Lucille Ball meets Chelsea Handler meets the girl next door (with a little chocolate and vodka). It depicts with hilarity the innocent mistakes Lisa Jey made when launched back into the big, bad single jungle, as an unassuming single-mother in the City of Angels. It’s also about the beautiful, interesting life she led while her loving, incredible sons kept her grounded and sane amid fantastic events, new friends, parties and field trips. It also shows the turmoil and heartbreak that comes with dating and single mom life. All blog content © 2015 Ms. Cheevious aka Lisa Jey Davis