Monday, September 24, 2007

Weekend update

Well yet another busy but uneventful weekend at Chez Cheeky!

Friday night it was Pizza night (so much for watching what I eat). Then it was Guitar Hero. Mr. Cheeky and I set some all time high scores on there - yeah we were jammin! We kept giving each other high fives like we were really something....hilarious!

Saturday morning quick clean around (read clean up blood spots from my heel...ugh - going to the doc on Tuesday). After lunch we decided that we were going to head down south with the kids to an orchard and pumpkin patch and be silly and get lost in a corn maze. Well we almost made it. Almost. About 5 miles away traffic pretty much came to a stop. It took another hour to go about 3 miles. We got irritated and said - well crap on this. Asked the kids what they wanted to do and did a "U-ey". So we headed to Costco and spent more moolah. Then home for dinner. Again that evening we didn't do too much. I found a treadmill on Craigslist and made an offer - still waiting to see if she is going to accept.

Sunday morning. Woke up from yet another strange dream. In this dream Richie Sambora and I become BFF's and we dis Jon. Don't ask me how I come up with stuff. I don't know. Mr. Cheeky and man child went four wheeling up north. Teenage daughter went shopping with her friends and I played in my room and watched movies. It was a great day. I have lots of samples ready to send to Shell. Just have to do one more thing before sending them. I finished off all my Halloween cards and I want to mail them now but it is a little early (hehe) so since I have a little extra time I think I will do a Turkey day/Fall card. I might head out Monday afternoon to find a design. While card making I watched two movies - one really good one not so good. The not so good one was Behind the Mask - sort of a parody of a serial killer. One of the tag lines was Michael Myers needed someone to look up to. I thought it had potential (since I am a fan of Michael, Freddy, Jason and the bunch). No, it was stupid. But I did invest my time for the first half so I felt obligated to see it through. The second movie - Fracture - was GREAT! I lurve me some Sir Anthony Hopkins and he did me proud in this movie. I watched the alternate endings too but I like the one they chose for the movie.

Sunday night - we had Portobello stuffed chicken breasts and oh my they were incredible! Along with some of my tater salad that everyone in the family loves so I love to make it cause it makes them happy (awww isn't that a disgustingly sweet sentiment? But its true). Then it was premier time for Family Guy....ummmm I fell asleep. I didn't see the whole thing. I am ashamed....ashamed I tell you...but I did sleep really good.

Cheeky - who would sing you a song but just heard the man child horking in the bathroom and yeah - it doesn't sound good - so no time for singing now....If you wanna sing one I will do the back up.....

Labels: Crafts, dreams, Guitar Hero, Weekend Update

Posted byWendy aka Cheeky :: 9:36 AM :: 13 Singing with Cheeky

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Thursday, September 20, 2007

Randomness yet again

I have junk just bouncing around in this head of mine.

So, I watched the first episode of Kid Nation last night. I already have my favorites (Jared from GA is just crackin me up - talking about takin a poo...bwahaha) and those that I want to just smack (Mike on the council). I think the girl that got the 20K deserved it (and she cracked me up doing the dancing for $$ so she could buy the bike). Overall I thought it was pretty decent. Not sure if it will be an every week I have to see it kind of thing yet.

Tonight is SURVIVOR and I have known from past seasons if I don't watch the first one or two episodes then I don't watch it at all. I am watching tonight (just in case you were wondering).

Mr. Cheeky comes home today from his travels. While he was gone I have about 3/4 of my halloween cards DONE! Woot! He will be traveling again in a few weeks so I might just get a wild hair up my bootay and do Turkey day cards. I haven't ever done those and thought it might be nice. Now it will depend on if I can come up with a design I like. Looks like a trip to the stamp store for me....hehehe (I get all giddy when I think of the stamp store). OH speaking of.....my dear sweet darling Katie sent me a coupon for Michael's for 50% off so yeah - I will be going there too!

I have decided that I am going to go with the man child on his field trip to the zoo next week. I know only been in school for 2 weeks and already going on a field trip on week 3.

Had another really weird dream last night. Very odd. Had to do with space and Superman and swinging a kid (you know between two people) and letting him go and then him not coming back down but floating off into space. There was something else too and I remembered it when I woke up but didn't write it down and now I can't remember. I don't know what is up with this strange dream stuff lately.

Still pushing maximum density. Was gonna do a one week jump start diet that Tommeia sent to me but as it turns out it didn't happen this week. Maybe next week. I couldn't find my really good pedometer and have since bought two very crappy ones (one was $3 and one was $8) - I guess you get what you pay for. If I can't find my good one soon I will just have to get another one.

That is all I gots for ya today. So let me see if I can pick a really fun song to sing.....I am feeling like a little ELO......

Listen everybody let me tell you 'bout the rock'n'roll
Feel that rhythm and it's really gonna thrill your soul
She said come along with me, to a land of make believe
She said whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king

She loves that rock'n'roll and she plays it all night long
That's all she ever tells me when I call her on the telephone
She says feel that jumpin' beat, and git up on your feet
She says whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king

Oh let those guitars play
Play for me play for me
Oh let that song ring out
That's now it's meant to be

It rolls like a train that's comin' on down the track
She rolled over Beethoven and she gave Tchaikovsky back
She loves that drivin' beat, she goes dancin' on down the street
She said whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king

Oh let those guitars play
Play for me play for me
Oh let that song ring out
That's now it's meant to be

When she comes around and I'm listenin' to the radio
She says you can't do that 'cos all I wanna do is rock'n'roll
Now here I'm gonna stay when that music starts to play
She says whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king
whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king
whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king
She said whamma-lamma, bamma-lamma, rock'n'roll is king

Labels: Crafts, dreams, Random

Posted byWendy aka Cheeky :: 9:42 AM :: 12 Singing with Cheeky

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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Funky Dreams Again

Yes, last night I had another funky dream. No, no it wasn't about Godzilla again, he is too scared to mess with me anymore. This one was just odd.

So, it starts out that I am interviewing with a company. The girl that is interviewing me is sort of snooty (which will make sense later). I am all nervous and stuff and then she tells me that she will be interviewing me in all the languages that I speak since I can speak three. What!? I speak THREE languages? When did this happen. So of course I am freaking out inside cause I can only speak one language and that can be a challenge at times. So I am trying to figure out how to snitch my resume from her to see just what was on there cause I don't remember putting that there. Then move forward to the second round interview. Don't ask me what the languages were cause I don't know. Don't ask me what happened with the questions cause I don't know. See this dream was in segments and there is a lot of blanks and even I have questions.

So round two. I am driving up to the front of the building and I am thinking I must have done ok on the languages part since I am coming back - either that or they want to make fun of me. Either way all I know is that I am driving up in an ugly tank of a car. All of a sudden some dude comes out with a rifle and was shooting up the place and he sets his sights on me....in my tank of a car. We make eye contact and I can see it in his face he has was now gonna take aim at me. I start shaking my head no and pleading with him not to shoot. He does. He hits the car. Apparently he is not that good of a shooter. He shoots again. I am still not hurt and still pleading with him not to shoot and that is when he take his final aim and I put my hands up to shield my face (I can do this cause apparently I think I am Wonder Woman or something and I think that I am going to be able to protect my self just by holding up my hands). He shoots and I am hit. One little mark. On my hand. Barely even a wound there.

Next scene. I am in the building after being shot up thinking they better give me this job considering some idiot just came and shot me. Don't ask me what happened to the guy. I don't know. Its a weird dream remember? So I am inside waiting for my second round and this girl in there giving me all kinds of crap and I am like "look honey some fool just shot me - so forgive me if I have a hair out of place" and I open my shirt to show her all the little marks from the buck shot on my chest and stomach. I didn't think to show her the wound on my hand. I guess all the little bruises would be more dramatic or something. Or maybe I was trying to impress her with a shot of boobage - I don't know - its a dream remember. I turn to walk away and she kicks me in the back. Oh it is on! I proceed to open a can of, in the words of Stone Cold Steve Austin, "whoop ass" on her. The first girl I interviewed with comes in and breaks us up.

Next scene. I am walking through the manufacturing part of the company. Which at this point I find odd because I realise this is an up scale event planning company (which explains why everyone was so snooty). Why in the world would they have a manufacturing facility there?

Next scene. I am at home. Well, a home. Not the one I live in now. And I am telling Mr. Cheeky about the interview and getting shot up and showing off my wounds cause at this point I am now proud of them. Then I am all kinds of mad cause I don't think I got the job after going through all that crap. There is a stack of papers on the coffee table and Mr. Cheeky is like "hey, what's this?" - it was an offer letter, from the company. Yeah, I got the job.

Next scene (which has absolutely NOTHING to do with the rest of the dream). I am in the bathroom. Again its just A bathroom - not my current one. I look down and see a little crab crawling around. Its a white one. Solid white. Like its an albino or something. For some reason I think he needs to be in the tub so I scoop him up on a piece of cardboard (cause I wasn't gonna get pinched) and toss him in the tub where there are more crabs already there. About six and they were all white. And here is the really odd part (as if this wasn't odd enough already), there was a bigger crab there - not giant just bigger, and as I was pushing the little one in the tub he jumps up and grabs him and proceeds to eat him. I was like "what the crap!?" so I decide that they are dangerous and they need to be boiled so I turn on the faucet (cause the hot water is boiling hot) all the other crabs turn bright red cause they are cooking (in the tub) but the big one, he is only half red and still kicking.......and that is where I wake up. Odd.

There are so many hidden meanings in there I don't even know where to start. The one that stands out the most is that I think I am jonesing for some Crabby Mikes crab legs!

Cheeky who thinks singing a little Heart will be appropriate this morning.....

Spare a little candle
Save some light for me
Figures up ahead
Moving in the trees

White skin in linen
Perfume on my wrist
And the full moon that hangs over
These dreams in the mist

Darkness on the edge
Shadows where I stand
I search for the time
On a watch with no hands

I want to see you clearly
Come closer than this
But all I remember
Are the dreams in the mist

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when its cold outside
Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away

Is it cloak n dagger
Could it be spring or fall
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall

Weaker in my eyesight
The candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Are falling from my lips

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside
Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away

There’s something out there I cant resist
I need to hide away from the pain
There’s something out there I cant resist

The sweetest song is silence
That I’ve ever heard
Funny how your feet
In dreams never touch the earth
In a wood full of princes
Freedom is a kiss
But the prince hides his face
From dreams in the mist

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside
Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when its cold outside
Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away

Labels: dreams, Freaky, Weird

Posted byWendy aka Cheeky :: 6:58 AM :: 10 Singing with Cheeky

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Cue up the theme music to the Twilight Zone...

I was sleeping like a log last night. It was great. Then I had a really disturbing dream about a plane crash and the huge fireball it created. It was disturbing enought that I had trouble getting back to sleep. And then what do I read this morning? THIS!

Labels: dreams, Freaky

Posted byWendy aka Cheeky :: 9:34 AM :: 6 Singing with Cheeky

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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Analyze This.....

Well here we are again with another strange dream brought to you by the twisted brain that belongs to Cheeky.

So, I am at the beach on a pier with 2 other older couples. They are purchasing the beach house beside the pier. During our conversation I say to them, "Oh I used to own that house - well several years ago". And we chat about it. Fast forward. I am swimming in the ocean and decided to come in. I am sorta doing a crawling thing in the water when all of a sudden both of my hands are bound - by two very angry crabs. I can feel the pain and the pressure from them holding on to my hands very tightly. I yell for someone to come help me. After several minutes, I manage to shake the right one loose and see the cut marks on my hands. I am prying and pulling at the left one but he has a serious death grip on my hand. He slips and on the way down he clips the inside of my elbow cutting the artery. Next thing I know I am in a rental shop (where they rent out the coolest gas grills I have ever seen) and bleeding everywhere. I think that I will be ok when all of a sudden the cut from the elbow starts spewing (you know like in those skits from Mad TV - like all ridiculous and fake). The dude behind the counter calls for help. So, the little medic dude comes and he starts slapping all of my cuts and asking - "does this hurt?". I get stitched. Fast forward, as I am walking back to the pier, I come across a biker wedding. Then I wake up.

Weird. It makes absolutely NO SENSE. I have been having really strange dreams involving people I know or used to know over the last few weeks but this one was just bizarre. NO, I wasn't taking sleeping meds. NO, I wasn't drinking. Could have been the green olives I ate before bed though......

Labels: dreams

Posted byWendy aka Cheeky :: 7:59 AM :: 9 Singing with Cheeky

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Thursday, April 26, 2007

Somebody save me......

Have you ever had a dream, well I guess you could technically classify as a nightmare, where the whole time you are having it you KNOW its a dream, and its a ridiculous one at that but you still wake up scared?

I can't believe I am admitting this. Last night, ok actually this morning, I was having a dream. I knew it was a dream because. I mean really, having a dream starring yours truly and Godzilla, you have to know its a dream. The dream seemed to last for a while. I am at a little diner joint and Godzilla attacks. I am trying to pay the chick behind the register that looks like Flo from Alice and all the while she won't take my money cause she is scared of Godzilla coming our way. Fast forward, I am walking down the city streets, here he comes again! So I have to hide. Fast forward, its Cheeky vs. Godzilla...one on one. I am gonna finally take care of him once and for all because little did he know Cheeky has super powers and can take him down. And I do. After delivering several of my super human strength blows to his head I whip out the good stuff and shrink him right down to size. Like kitty cat size. And then once realizing that I AM the WOMAN and you don't mess with Cheeky, he becomes like a little snuggly pet. Like all sweet and stuff. But I am smarter than that. I know what he is up to. He is gonna be all loving until one day he is big enough to take his revenge. So, what do I do.....I light his cute snuggly Godzilla bootay on fire and toss him in to the highway where he explodes and takes out the bridge. That is when I wake up.

I know you are asking yourself, what the crap are you smokin...eating.....drinkin before bed? The only answer to that would be "I dunno"

Cheeky who is singing and dancing like the gopher from Caddyshack.....

I'm alright
Nobody worry 'bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Can't you just let it be?

I'm alright
Don't nobody worry 'bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why don't you just let me be

Do what you like,
Doing it nat'rally
But if it's too easy
They're gonna disagree

It's your life
And isn't it a mystery
If it's nobody's bus'ness
It's everybody's game

Gotta catch you later
No, no, cannonball it right away

Some Cinderella kid

Get it up and get you a job
(Dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip)

I'm alright
Nobody worry 'bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Can't you just let it be?

I'm alright
Don't nobody worry 'bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why don't you just let me be

Who do you want?
Who you be today?
And who is it really
Makin' up your mind?

You wanna listen to the man?
Pay attention to the magistrate
And while I got you in the mood
Listen to your

Own heart beatin'
Own heart beatin'
Own heart beatin'
Own heart beatin'

Don't it get you movin'

mmmmm-man

It make me feel good

(Wow, Cinderella kid)

Then give it up and give it the job

(dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip)
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)

I'm alright
Nobody worry 'bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Can't you just let it be?

I'm alright
Don't nobody worry 'bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why don't you just let me be

I'm alright
Nobody worry 'bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Can't you just let it be?

I'm alright
I'm alright

Labels: dreams, Freaky

Posted byWendy aka Cheeky :: 9:11 AM :: 11 Singing with Cheeky

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