This may defeat the purpose





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Did I ever mention to you that M.C. Nugget and I dream of one day owning a bar in Bali?

I should probably clarify that. I proposed the idea to Nuggie, probably while wearing a bikini at the beach some afternoon while sipping cocktails. He stared at me like a deer in the headlights, nodded and smiled, muttering something like “Yeah…Good idea…” He really can’t help it. He’s a man, which means he’s completely and totally driven by his visual senses. But in terms of whether owning a bar would be his dream, well, I took his response as a yes.

Bali represents one of the last reasonably priced vestiges of Beach Paradise to me. I’ve never been, but the rumors must be true and I’m counting on it. If I do ever open a bar, I envision a dirt floor, grass roof, and I’d want to serve the best grilled fish tacos around. Just the thought makes me swoon. Imagine relaxing into your senior years with all the umbrella drinks and fruit smoothies you can get your hands on. I always think of the bar where Michael Douglas and Danny Devito met to talk business in Romancing the Stone or The Jewel of the Nile or something. That makes me swoon too.

I gave up on swooning over career, other sexy single men (since I have Nuggie to swoon over) or anything else a long time ago. I’m thinking ahead to retirement folks, and it is looking PRETTY freaking awesome.

Grass Hut Beach Bar in Bali


So, the other day Nuggie were discussing Bali. Because we are an exercise obsessed people (not just him and me), we mused about how to incorporate that obsession into our bar.

While we were joking about it,  this — THIS rolled off his tongue:

The Workout Bar

The words Bar and Workout, used together conjures up visions of trendy little studios that are all over the US, like Cardio Barre.

But do we spell ours Barre and confuse people? No. I think Workout Bar is best. Do you think people will know that our place offers the promise of cocktails after a great workout?

Then again, that may defeat the purpose.

Okay, we’re still working out the details. I’ll keep you posted.


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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

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