Pulp Fiction Thanksgiving





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I don’t know if you know this, but my honey M.C. Nugget and I will be apart during the Thanksgiving Holiday. I know, I know. Boo hop hoo.  But don’t cry for me, beautiful Internet. It was my decision because I just couldn’t take the time off work to make the trip. Plus, I’ll be here with one of my sons and some very good friends, and IT’S ONLY A FEW DAYS, people.

So, looking back to this past weekend, it was really serendipitous more than anything else that I decided on Saturday night to make a mini-Thanksgiving feast for us. I happened upon the free-sample counter at Trader Joe’s on my way home on Friday, and they just so happened to be serving an oven roasted Turkey Breast, Stuffing with chicken sausage, turkey gravy and cranberry relish.

They caught me while I was hungry.

I bought the entire package of goods they were selling, as well a very nice bottle of white wine.


But on Saturday as we were planning our evening, I decided to invite a gal-pal who lives in Los Angeles by herself, without any family, and she happily agreed. She also added to the feast (mashed potatoes, green beans and more wine).

So on Saturday evening, we prepared and ate more than we should, and drank some delicious wine.


It started innocently enough. We were talking about taking advantage of the iceskating rink in Santa Monica, which is outdoors and open for a few months each year, even if it’s 80 degrees outside. We planned to go sometime in December and leave our mark on the place.

“We have to wear funky hats or something” our friend (who is a veteran Burning Man patron, and can’t seem to do anything without adding a little glitter) said.

“Hats? I’ve got hats. I’ve got WIGS too.”

So the hats and wigs came out, and THIS is how our Thanksgiving celebration became like Pulp Fiction.

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Stay tuned for the Santa Monica Ice edition.


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#MomFactor: Never throw away those old Halloween costumes. Ya never know when they may come in handy.

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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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