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Vodka… I mean Laughter is the Best Medicine

April 28, 2013 by Suzie Aboueid

Great title for a Ms. Cheevious article, eh? When Ms. Suzie Aboueid, Single Dating Diva herself agreed to be a guest contributor here and I read her article which was all about the importance of laughter, and laughing at ourselves… well, I was sold. How does vodka fit in? Oh my darlings, vodka ALWAYS fits in. Read on.

All kidding (and vodka) aside, laughing truly is something I do more often than just about anything else. And that is no joke. Ask around and you’ll find that to many, laughter is synonymous with Ms. Cheevious. Enjoy.

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious, Editor in (Mis) Chief

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Vodka… I mean Laughter is the Best Medicine

Life is full of challenges but it’s also full of so much beauty. Each day we are faced with experiences that can either make or ruin our day. We all know that, right?

Here’s an idea … what if we were to see everything that comes our way in a positive light? No, I haven’t had one too many glasses of wine or shots of vodka. I have given this a lot of thought, and I believe everything that happens to us, good or bad, ends up for our good one way or another. Not all lessons can be easy ones, can they? If we look at things positively – maybe even laugh more often with our friends and family – and at ourselves, our mistakes or missteps, then perhaps, just perhaps, every experience we have, good or bad, can turn into a positive one.

I’ll tell you why.

Laughter is Good For You!

Countless studies have been done to prove the benefits of laughter to human health. Laughing feels good and makes others around you feel good. It also helps heal you inside and out. Could laughter also be the long sought after fountain of youth? Well, when I saw an article about looking to children as role models for laughter it made me think twice. That same article mentioned that research has proven

“laughter reduces levels of stress hormones such as cortisol, epinephrine, and dopamine; increases health-enhancing hormones (such as endorphins), neurotransmitters, and infection-fighting antibodies; and improves blood flow to the heart–all resulting in greater relaxation and resistance to disease, as well as improved mood and positive outlook.”

Now that’s a great reason to laugh isn’t it?

Laughter Makes You More Attractive

Look at it this way, who do you gravitate towards? People who smile and laugh or the Eeyore’s of the world? Who wants to be around negative people? Not me! I know, I know, we all have THOSE kinds of days, and that’s completely OK, but, it’s not OK when we have them all the time. Make yourself more appealing by having a great sense of humor.

Go on, flash that sexy smile of yours!

C’mon, let’s see it!

I know it’s in there somewhere!

There you go! That wasn’t so hard was it??

I’m going to let you in on a little Single Dating Diva secret, if you’re single and dating this is one of the most important weapons in your dating arsenal (just make sure there’s nothing in your teeth!). It also benefits just about everyone… think job interviews, social situations, even family gatherings. You’ll become someone people want to be around when you laugh more. You not only show yourself to have a good sense of humor, you also give the impression that you don’t take yourself too seriously. So, go on, laugh dammit, laugh!

Laughing At Yourself

We’ve all had those days that just go all wrong. Think about those days when you walk into a pole, or trip and fall in front of the hottest man or woman… or your boss. How about when you drop your coffee on your new outfit and have to stay that way all day? I think we should take Jennifer Lawrence’s Oscar trip and her interview with reporters as an example. What did she do? Get back up, laugh at herself, not take herself seriously. How did people react? They LOVED it and her!! That whole situation could have gone completely differently with her being upset and angry and embarrassed. She could have taken it out on others as well and made others uncomfortable, but she didn’t. We all make mistakes, no one is perfect or beyond the challenges of every day life. How we take it and react to it makes all the difference in the world.

When life throws you a punch, get up, dust yourself off and say “good one” and laugh. Just laugh. When you make a mistake in front of others, say “oops sorry” and laugh it off. It will make them take it more lightly as well. You know what? Here’s another little secret, it makes you look like a more resilient person with a good head on your shoulders.

Laughter makes you feel good, laughter makes you look good and laughter improves your life. So, why don’t we do it more often? I have a challenge for you (and myself) – laugh every day at least 10 times a day – even if you don’t feel like it – laugh. Just laugh. Right now. C’mon, let’s do it together. Laugh … ha ha ha ha ….

There, that feels better already, doesn’t it? Good!

How do YOU bring laughter into your every day lives (even when you don’t feel like it)? I would love to hear from you in the comments!!

Your Sister in Dating (and Laughing) Bliss,

Single Dating Diva

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Love you people! Mmmmppphhhuuuhhh!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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We Need a Real Ahhhhhh…Haaaaaa Moment

March 17, 2013 by MsCheevious

To say I need a real ahhhhhh…haaaaaa moment after the week…

scratch that… after the last few months I’ve had, is the understatement of the decade. But it’s true: We all need a real ahhhhhh…haaaaaa moment from time to time, and for me, that time is right about now.

Last Friday, an über huge event I produced (and was also the publicist for) in a Pacific Northwest town came off without a hitch (well, almost). When I say über huge, I mean huge ass, with whipped cream and cherries on top huge.

My first challenge was to navigate the political structure between my client (the money) and the folks he was partnered with (a nightclub and the venue for the event). Think about it. My moniker is MsCheevious. Ms. Cheevious Women do not do well with phrases like “political” and “structure,” particularly when they are forced on us, or when… say… we accidentally, maybe, just land there… let alone the fact we make it our mission in life to enjoy every moment. How the hell is that supposed to happen in circumstances like these?

First off, my client’s partners didn’t see the need to hire me and had in fact hired their own local publicity firm. Seems like a waste of money to me to have two firms for a venue opening, but that ship had sailed, and it was time to get to work.

My client was a great support to me. He stressed from the very beginning to his partners that my company was in charge of the event, and that everything was to be run through me and my staff. Period.

That was nice.

It never happened. But it was nice.

Let me break it down simply.

All of the things that I insisted on and steamrolled through, against the protests or objections of most, were the very things that were the hit of the party.

Most of what occurred without my knowledge or involvement were the very things that could have ruined the party. (Of course, because I assumed the permanent role of Ms. Fixit, nothing in hell was going to ruin the party).

Thank GOD I had a stellar team to help produce the event. Though the message everyone originally wanted for the club and the event, and the message we ended up with (just two days before the event) were worlds apart, it all came together quite nicely.

The red carpet (and this is the part I promised in my last post “I’m Your Bridge (Over Troubled Water) Baby” about the little celebs that could) welcomed stars from The Big Bang Theory, The Neighbors, Hot in Cleveland, The Secret Life of the American Teenager, and more. Even with all of the issues and the fact we weren’t authorized to publicize much until two days prior to the event, we were able to get all of the major wire service press, local magazine and business journal outlets and a correspondent from Coco Perez (Perez Hilton’s fashion website). I would have preferred more national attention, and certainly more local press, but only so much can be done or expected with a list of obstacles a mile long.

I’m exhausted. I simply work too hard. Don’t we all?

All I can think about is relaxing and giving myself a break.

I swear.to.god. I’m pulling out my yoga routine from my book “Ahhhhhh…Haaaaaa Moments with Ms. Cheevious” today (and many other days this week) and DOING IT.

It’s the very Yoga routine I taught at the Aspen Club & Day Spa back in the day when I lived in Aspen. People loved my class, and always said they felt so rejuvenated and refreshed afterward. It’s an e-book with photos of me, showing YOU how to do it (and no, you do not need a Kindle or Nook to use it. It can be used on your own device with Kindle for Mac, Kindle for iPad, iPhone or Kindle for PC, which are all free).

You’d think I wouldn’t need the book, since I use to teach this class, right? But hey — I have a lot on my mind. There is only so much real estate left in my brain, and I simply can’t give up space to etch these things in. That’s why I made a book with a lot of pretty pictures. I also made it so that you everyday Joe and Jane types (who don’t do yoga – or maybe you do) can LOOSEN UP. You’d be amazed how much more effectively you can actually do things… do “life,” when you simply STRETCH your body.

I’d wager a bet that even if you don’t have a day job or a stressful career like me, you still work too damn hard. Things beyond your control like politics at work, drama or ineptitude all create tension in your bod. Basically, you’re walking around like a tightly wound string that is about to POP!

And I don’t know about you, but I do not have the luxury of “popping.” I have to get on to the next event people! There is no rest for the Ms. Cheevious Woman (or Mr. Cheevious guy for that matter)!

So get to it.

It will be a treat to YOU if you do something to make your body feel relaxed and refreshed. You can pick yours up here for just under $2.00.

TWO – FREAKIN’ – BUCKS PEOPLE.

As you can see, selling these books is not going to facilitate my early retirement plan. I do it out of love for you. Because I’m that nice.

But you actually have to click the little link-y thing and get yourself a copy to see any benefits. Then after you’ve gotten a copy, please write a real and true review. I’ll send you something nice, shiny and new that you will like (it will be something cool, and you’ll get to choose) if you do write a review by April 10th (2013) and you let me know about it at mscheevious at mscheevious dot com (you can figure that email out right?).

But if you don’t get a copy for yourself or someone else you know who needs to CHILL OUT, then please: try to relax and treat yourself well on your own, would you? We need you here. A few minutes of stretching, maybe some hot tea and a cookie on any given day could do you a world of good and keep you around longer for all of us to enjoy.

Love you people! Mmmmppphhhuuuhhh!!!

xoxo,

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Resolution-Based Date Ideas for 2013

December 28, 2012 by MsCheevious

This is going to be brief (not). We are far too busy during the holidays to sit around reading random posts by aspiring writers (even if they’ve just published a book on Amazon for Kindle – oh yeah… uh huh…). But I wanted to get this off to you quickly… before the Hanukkah and Christmas decorations were yanked off the walls and the New Year’s Eve celebrations and the endless professions of New Year’s Resolutions began.

You know, I’m not much on making resolutions. I’ve got enough lists of things to do, one of which is my list of lifelong and short-term goals. I am so damn goal-oriented, I get overwhelmed looking at how long my list of goals has become.

That said, I’m not living under a rock, and I see your tweets and Facebook posts. I see what you share with me in your circles. I realize everyone is thinking in these last few days of the year about New Year’s Resolutions.

So I’m going to provide you my giant list of Goals or Resolutions for the coming year (there are two), and I’m double-timing the list. It will also serve as a list of great date ideas for you and any significant other you choose, or happen to be with, in 2013. I love killing two birds with one stone. So instead of hitting the Hot or Not or Tinder app you single wild-things, try THIS. And this first one might feel a little harsh, but that’s what resolutions are for.

1. CLEANSE THE CRAP AWAY.

My Resolution: This past year I went through a TON of crap, surgically, physically, mentally, emotionally… you name it. I also have deep emotions about food and booze. I’m in love with both of them. It’s a sordid love triangle. If I need to feel the love, I allow myself more indulgence than is generally necessary. So, come January, (after the New Year’s holiday travel), I’ll be lean, and dry, eating organically as much as possible, and drinking all non-alcoholic beverages. I plan to do this for at least a month. Stay tuned on that.

Your Date: Similar to me, many of you have experienced your own share of CRAP. Only yours may have been with the opposite sex. If that is the case, do a cleansing ritual of your own (perhaps burn their names on little tiny pieces of paper and send their ashes down the toilet). Then do us all a favor (yourself mostly) and vow to have a closed door policy on your life, would you? At least in regard to Mr. or Ms. Charming. Unless he or she does what they should to be granted admittance, don’t let that door creak open. Trust me. You’ll be surprised and delighted. Once you are surprised and delighted, let them in, and you can continue the cleansing as follows:

Take a BATH together baby. You and your date should seek out a cool bath house, a hot springs spa, outdoor pools, or simply fill the backyard (or indoor) Jacuzzi! Then jump in and enjoy. Bring the strawberries and wine or champagne. Just because I am abstaining from alcohol, doesn’t mean you must.

2. EXERCISE FREQUENTLY.

My Resolution: For the same reasons listed above, my daily workout regimen has suffered greatly. I’m feeling more these days like a bobble-body than a svelte, lean, mean fighting machine (which I vehemently prefer). Play time is OVER. Time to get back to it, and at LEAST 3 times per week, at that. This starts the same time as the cleansing. Yes. It’s on. (And yes, I will probably be doing my yoga practice which is in my new book on Amazon — yeeeeee!!!!)

Your Date: We could figuratively go to a wide array of places with this one… have sex frequently (I love that one), go to the gym together… But how about you go out for a long walk or hike? Next time, ride bikes. Don’t own one? Take a drive to the nearest bike-friendly location and rent them for the day. If bikes aren’t your thing, there are any number of alternatives: roller skating, blading, skateboarding, exercise your mind playing chess in the park. Pick an exercise and do it together!

That’s all I got for ya‘. I told you it would be brief. Now, if you are so inclined, I’d love for you to find my books on Amazon for the Kindle, Kindle Fire and Kindle Fire HD. Don’t have a Kindle? It’s okay! Amazon has a free Kindle Reader for your computer. Click here to see my books, and if you choose to purchase one for a buck, ninety-nine, there should be an option to download Kindle for PC or Mac.

Have a beautiful, fun, safe New Year’s Eve celebration lovely ladies and gentlemen! I’ll be in touch very soon!

#MomFactor: If you’re a single mom, all of the above applies to you. And I MEAN THAT. Get out there and date, lady! If you aren’t single, get out there with your significant other and DATE lady!

The Boobie Chronicles: My First Mammogram, Daisy Pasties, and Ms. Nippy Fingertips

November 11, 2012 by Marrie Lobel

As promised, this week, I’m thrilled to welcome Marrie Lobel in this, her sophomore installment as guest-contributor. Her blog, Dirty in Public, is one of my personal favorites. I’ve enjoyed reading her posts over the last year or so, and I’m excited to host her once again. Please read, enjoy, “Share” (hit the share button and post it everywhere) and Tweet about this little piece. Let’s show Marrie just how much we appreciate intelligent, articulate writing here – even if it is ever so mischievous.

And so, without further adieu, I present to you “The Boobie Chronicles: My First Mammogram, Daisy Pasties, and Ms. Nippy Fingertips.”

xoxo

Ms. Cheevious , Editor in(Mis) Chief

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As you know October was Breast Cancer Awareness month, and this being my 40^th year, I was honored {not, really} to be a part of the month long celebration by having my first mammogram. I admit that I suffered a painful pang in the pit of my stomach when I was informed that I was due for my first mammogram; the pang? How can I be due for a mammogram? I’m too young. After all, I’m not a member of any garden club and don’t own a single ornate red hat. That morning I woke up, got dressed and envisioned a large red feathered hat on my head when I did my final glance in the mirror before setting off to the doctor’s office.

Shortly after signing in, I was called and escorted into the back, where the latest in medical fashion awaited me. I undressed and slipped into the oversized, fashion faux-pas {with the opening in the front, of course} and stood there waiting for the tech to come back while being stared down by a large menacing machine from the corner of the room. After a brief wait the technician came in and greeted me warmly; which contrasted the temperature in the room. As she gave me the cliff notes on how the examination was to unfold it occurred to me that she has seen more boobies than most men ever will in their lives. The odd contemplation that danced in my head suddenly blossomed into insecurity. I began to shrug my shoulders with uneasiness at my internal awkwardness. What if my tata’s didn’t measure up? It’s one thing to be assessed by a man; it’s another to be by a certified boobie specialist…who happens to be a woman with a nice rack of her own! It was then that things got interesting.

The tata expert handed me two small daisy print band-aids and asked me to place them over my nipples. They were adorable and I decided immediately that I needed to snag a stack for my personal amusement. I had always wanted to try pasties but had never imagined that my first time would be initiated by a woman in Bettie Boop scrubs.

Once the daisy adhesive body art was affixed properly, the tata aficionado placed her hand on the small of my back as she nudged me closer to the machine that had been glaring at me in a domineering manner since the moment I entered the room. Without further small talk or even a drink, I found my right breast being tenderly grasped; her nippy fingertips flipping and fondling me into position. The funny thing is I remember looking at my boob in her hand and noticing how it looked like a glob of silly goo. Between the nippy fingertips, the daisy pasties, and my goo boob it was immediately obvious that for the first time in my life my breasts were being man-handled and there was absolutely nothing sexy about it! Ms. Nippy Fingertips sweet-talked her way through the examination, attempting to ease my physical discomfort and my emotional unease. Not that any kind words can really make the sensation of your breast being pulled then flattened within a few centimeters of busting pleasant. Suddenly, without warning, Ms. Nippy Fingertips flipped the lights on bright and said I could get dressed.

What? No cuddling? No, “Was it good for you?” Just like man…oh, wait! Nevermind.

Because Ms. Nippy Fingertips and Dr. Tata wanted to ensure my first mammogram was a memorable one-I had to immediately go through it all again; this time with the added bonus of an ultrasound. The results from my initial x-rays found something “unusual”. Now, I like being different but this is the one time when a simple; “You’re normal”, would have been just fine by me.

Lather, Rinse, Repeat

Like some twisted Groundhog Day, I repeated all the steps, daisy pasties and all. The small talk and examination narrative were reduced to simple you-know-the-drill directives. This time all the real action happened in the back room. Still looking hot in my hospital gown, I was funneled through the back door into another room where an exam table, dimmed mood lighting, and cold lubricant jelly waited for me. An attractive, chit-chatty woman with a bright pink lab coat suggested I flop onto the table and relax awhile. Before I knew it I was dolling dating advice with my breasts glistening with lubricant while being massaged with an ultrasound wand. I know it sounds like some twisted porn set-up but that’s just how I roll. Just me, the pink lady, and my daisy pasties had good times that day. As for the examination, I was relieved to hear that I was “normal” in an abnormal way and with that the green light was given.

As I removed the lube from my boobies I realized that a new chapter in my boobie chronicles had just closed; leaving my boobies free to wave in good health and laughter. Although I’m not quite ready to join the Red Hat Society or a garden club, I do carry the memory of my first mammogram experience as a rite of passage and my stack of pasties as a spirited memento.

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Love you people! Mmmmppphhhuuuhhh!!!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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Vodka… I mean Laughter is the Best Medicine

Vodka… I mean Laughter is the Best Medicine

We Need a Real Ahhhhhh…Haaaaaa Moment

To say I need a real ahhhhhh…haaaaaa moment after the week…

TWO – FREAKIN’ – BUCKS PEOPLE.

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The Boobie Chronicles: My First Mammogram, Daisy Pasties, and Ms. Nippy Fingertips

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