STUPID FALLOUT BOY

#DailyMischief

When M.C. Nugget and I met, I like to think the way it happened was kismet. He was at the pier for a Thursday night concert and KABLAMO there was a surprise concert by FALLOUT BOY. He called his best friends, (one of which I happened to know) who promptly hightailed it to the pier. As these things go, surprise concerts by such big time artists as Fallout Boy don’t just happen. The guys don’t sit around commiserating like “hey, let’s go surprise the shit out of the people in Santa Monica this Thursday,” no. Victoria’s Secret was having a big PINK party (that’s one of their clothing lines), chock-full-o models, free drinks and a pink carpet — and they brought Fallout Boy with them. They’re so nice.

By the time I was able to maneuver my way to the pier at my friend’s invitation, Nuggie (and my friends) had taken full advantage of the hosted bar. For about two hours.

Our stories differ a bit here, because mine is right (well— pffff — I was the sober one), but basically Nuggie was standing on a picnic table swinging the purse of my friend. She came up to me, and over her shoulder introduced Nuggie and I, then said to me “Let’s go watch the band!” I turned to Nuggie who was smiling and swinging that purse and said, “Would you mind holding mine for a sec”? MISTAKE.

He laughed as he said Step back! I don’t hold purses for anyone.

But, you’re holding Lucy’s… I started…

That’s only because SHE got me IN HERE.

Ahhh… someone who knew which side the bread was buttered on…

It was love, I tell ya.

You know… that pull-my-hair, then tell-on-me-to-the-teacher kind of love.

One thing is definitely true – after many more cocktails and several games of Wii Bowling into the wee hours of the morning… I was kinda smitten, and at the very least I knew I’d found a cool new friend.

And how fun was it to sneak in to a free FALLOUT BOY concert?

Now every time either Nuggie or I get too mushy with each other, one or both of us will say it:

STUPID FALLOUT BOY.

photo credit: bgarmisa / Foter.com / CC BY-NC-SA

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I am a mom. A mother, mama, madre… etc. And I am truly celebrating that today. But I’m also celebrating my super-hero ability at this particularly unique juncture in my life to do – – – well – – – absolutely nothing.

Zip.

Nada.

This super-hero ability transcends traditional thought, and enables me to love doing nothing, to cherish it, to step outside of myself at times and analyze and see my nada state of being for what it is – to relish and be thankful for it. And THAT is amazing. The really super-power trick, however, is not to let the nada-ness be cause for worry, self-defamation or fear.

Mother’s Day 2002

My two boys are older now- one fully grown up (I know… I was six when I had him. It was in all the papers), and one who is 14 and lives with his dad in another state. I love them so much (and so often) it hurts – in a good way most of the time – but that is another story — one that is so very much more than nothing or nada, and to even try to do it justice in my nada frame of mind, just wouldn’t be fair or right.

So – I’ll tell you about my realization that I actually relish being a Nada Mama on this beautiful Mother’s Day, 2010.

You see, though I own my own business, and love what I do (marketing and PR – spinning and pitching stories for the media, getting my clients on red carpet at some fabulous events, making deals for them, etc.), things (and by “things” I mean paying clients) have been very scant lately. So much so, I’ve been keeping myself ultra busy, spinning plates/wheels, doing tricks, “putting it out there” – pitching myself to friends, acquaintances — sending resumes around since October – and still nothing has changed (my bank account notwithstanding). As busy as I’ve been – even up until this past week – trying to “make things happen” – there is still – – just – – nothing, it seems.

Oh, I’ve gotten a new client here and there, lost a few along the way – but things everywhere in this universe just seem to be — STUCK. And I feel for others out there! I’ve only been trying to elicit some serious change since last October. Many more have been battling far longer.

So, I’ve just decided this week to just go with it. To love the nada-ness. Embrace it. Hold it. Cuddle it.

And now it’s official. I am a bonafide nada queen. A lounging fool.

It’s Sunday, and I spent the day yesterday lounging on the beach with M.C. Nugget.

I love the beach. Love laying in the sun (with appropriate SPF properly applied, of course), riding my bike along the strand in Santa Monica, watching the sunset over the Pier. It’s quite relaxing and amazing. I may not be raking in the dollars right now, but I am certainly raking in the sunshine and reaping the benefits – the soft, golden skin that comes from the balmy sea air. I may not be making power deals at every moment, but I am powering up the little hill on Ocean Park Boulevard peddling my bike as fast as possible to make the green light, and reach my final destination — the friggin OCEAN people! Hello? How lucky am I to be just a couple of blocks from the great blue sea?

So, it’s been an incredibly challenging year for most folks. I can’t even begin to detail the types of difficulties my friends and family have encountered. Yet, even still, for every person who’s struggling (financially, health-wise, etc), I know someone who at least seems to be doing just fine.

So I’ve decided that I am too. And I am actually GRATEFUL for the NADA MAMA I am!

Right here. Right now.

Carpe Diem, people! I gotta seize the day, because, hey – life is short – and I may never again be able to simply wake up, attend a 5-day-a-week pilates class, answer a few emails, check in on Facebook, handle a few details for my clients, and then – if I so desire – take the rest of the day off to lay in the sun or ride bikes with my man. Granted, I don’t do that every single day (I’m still in Nada Mama training) – but believe me, as of late, I’ve done my share.

No matter how difficult things get, I have to realize that I’ve got it pretty stinkin’ good to be able to just stop, dead in my tracks, along with the seemingly STUCK UNIVERSE, and smell the roses, sip the coffee, soak in the rays, etc.

Ahhh. To do absolutely nothing. Everyone should be so lucky.

Happy Mother’s Day everyone! Yes – EVERYONE. Even you, who are not female, or mothers. Yes, even you have a mom, or have had one. Everyone has. And I bet they all learned to enjoy being a Nada Mama once in a while too.

Stay tuned next week for some more tales of — well — how about nothing! It’s either that or I’ll have to give away some of the fun and frivolity that occured at the Baja Cantina, The World Cafe and more on Cinco de Nuggie (M.C. Nugget’s Birthday)! But until then, people… just do this for a while: breathe in…. and breathe out…. ahhhhhh.

Love you people! Mmmmmppphhhhuuuuhhhh!

xoxo,

Ms. Cheevious

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