Archive for October, 2008

SpideyWeen

Monday, October 27th, 2008

I was looking through pictures last night to make a short clip for my grandmother’s service. She was a beautiful woman. One of my favorite pictures of her is from Halloween a few years back. My whole family was living in a house here in Baton Rouge after the hurricane. 

The guy I was dating at the time and I dressed as Spidey that night and we were going to surprise the family when we went over to the house for some bbq dinner. I came up with the brilliant idea to spray my mom with silly string when the door opened. 

Silly string in one hand and camera in the other (to catch the expressions of course), we rang the bell. Unfortunately my mom didn’t answer…my little cousin beat her to the door. The door swung open, the silly string got sprayed and my cousin kicked the hell out of my guy at the time’s shin. The living room filled with laughter.

It was priceless. And the look on my grandmother’s face in the picture I snapped when we walked in told me that she was so proud of me carrying on the pranks that she loved to do so much. 

Have a cheeky Halloween!

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Fan Mail!

Friday, October 24th, 2008

I love fan mail. This one made me extra happy today.

Ella wrote:

I just read a bunch of your entries on Cheeky Cherry. Hilarious!! I keep picturing the day you, [Jen], my sister and me hung out and [Jen] said ” I hate _____ he is such a f-ing d*ck!” and laughing everytime I read an entry about a jerk. It makes seeing you so happy with such a cute boy even better. 
Lets plan pizza and wine (or was it whine) night again soon!
Happy Friday!

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Status Update

Tuesday, October 21st, 2008

With the onset of online social networking blowing up right before us, one of my bosses has decided that it was time for him to start a Facebook account. I work in a small office where the environment is more laid back than most offices. Since it’s more laid back, the random comments are plentiful. And with his new enrollment on Facebook, most of the random things said aloud in the office have something to do with Facebook.

Status Updates. My boss doesn’t understand the point of “status updates” on social networking sites such as the good ole FB or MySpace. And he’s right…who cares if Tina is happy, or if Tracey is at dinner with her boyfriend, or if Jack is playing frisbee in the park. I surely don’t.

I do, however, have a funny dating dilemma that relates to the infamous status updates.

I had been broken up with by a mediocre boy. A year and a half or so later, I decided that it was time. Time to remove him from my “top friends” on MySpace. So one day, I grew a pair and did it. I moved all of my good friends up and he slid down the totem pole of importance, of which, in hindsight, he so rightfully deserved to be at the very bottom. 

Next thing I know, this 30-something year old boy, deleted me from his friends altogether and updated his status to say “How does that make you feel on the inside?” How does that make me feel? Liberating. And then he emailed me…with this sentence that sort of baffled me. The sentence said something to the effect of “Are we not even friends anymore?!?”

Well, no, jack-a, we’re not friends anymore because you deleted me from your friends! Hahaha. I’m funny…I know he meant in real life. But I wondered for a little while, why did it aggravate him so much that I removed him from my top friends, after he cheated on me, lied to me, and left me an emotional wreck. Is it just the whole online social aspect…he wanted people to think we were still best friends forever because he’s such a “great guy” and therefore making him more desirable to others? Maybe.

But that’s why we have “Cheeky Cherry’s Dating Dilemmas” to crack the stupidity code of men.

It’d be really funny to turn his question around and ask that if/when he reads this post…and possibly other posts that may be about him…How does that make him feel on the inside?  

Funny part is, it doesn’t really matter how it makes him feel…Cheeky Cherry fans love it! And that’s all that matters.

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Birthday Blues

Wednesday, October 15th, 2008

A few years ago, I had a mad crush on this guy. It was nearing his birthday and i thought what better way to make him notice me (err, my infatuation with him) than to make him a birthday cake. My mom bakes cakes to make a little extra dough…wedding cakes, bday cakes, shower cakes…you get the point. I asked my mom if she would help me make a delicious cake for my guy friend. Mom, of course, said yes. 

Thankfully his bday fell a day or so after I was going to return to LSU from “spring break,” so I went home, mom and I baked, and I brought the cake back up to Baton Rouge. It was chocolate with white icing. So gooood.

I call my guy friend and ask him to come over, surprise him with his favorite kind of cake and he took it-without even offering me a piece! He just left with the whole freaking cake. Not that I was expecting anything like the scene out of Sixteen Candles or anything but geez…I had my heart set on a slice of my mom’s delicious chocolate cake recipé.

I wonder if he even remembers that I made him that cake. Probably not. Jerk.

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Heart Strings

Wednesday, October 8th, 2008

When asked what instruments I can play, I normally reply with “the heart strings of boys.”

My friend just got his heart broken by a bitch. He had known her for ten years. Ten freaking years. And she went and broke his heart. Her name was painted on his guitar; he scratched her silly little name off and asked me to help rename it. And so I did. Zooey. 

And then I got to paint it on the guitar. It came out rad. My first time painting a guitar. 

This post is dedicated to all those friends who help us get through tough relationship woes. Because it sucks; we’ve all been there. We’ve all pressed on. And become stronger people for it. Heart you.

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To-Go To Hell

Monday, October 6th, 2008

It took me awhile to learn my lesson of good boy vs bad boy. I always normally go for the bad boy. “Bad boy” meaning either the liar, the cheater, the jerk, the asshole, the manipulator, or the loser. Sometimes it could mean all of the above. 

Omar had run over my heart with his fiesta orange colored clown car. He mocked my love. But for some reason, I was always really, really nice to him regardless. He was applying for another job and asked for my help in putting together a sales binder he needed. I used to only wish good upon him, so of course, I had no problem with helping. (Note: When I say I helped, I really did the book myself). His interview was coming up the next day (in Chicago) and he had to go to some dinner for his current job, so I said…just leave the stuff with me, I’ll handle it while you’re at you’re dinner and when it’s over you can come back over and we’ll finish it up.

He was so gracious he said he’d bring me back dinner since I’d be working on his report binder. 

A few hours later he returns to my house, hands me a to-go box…and as I excitedly open it to see what’s inside, two little lonely grilled shrimp sat in there. He gave me his leftovers. Which he didn’t even really have much left over to give me. 

Had I not spent hours working on that stupid binder, I would have shred all of the reports in my paper shredder, dumped the shreds into the to-go box and told him to-go to hell.

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Google Me This

Friday, October 3rd, 2008

OK…I just want to know…who’s googling “dating a chalmette girl”? Own up.

That’s really kind of funny.

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Grand Pimp Daddy

Friday, October 3rd, 2008

I work downtown, which I absolutely adore. There’s this little old folks’ home (or something like that) across the street from the parking lot where I park. Little old people are always riding around on their motor scooters outside. I always see this one “couple” riding their scooters together. I always wave to them. 

Earlier this week, I was leaving for the day. As I was pulling out of the lot, the little old man flagged me down. He rolled across the street and pulled up next to my car and said, “Margie and I always see you skipping to your car. I think you’d do my grandson good.”

What?! He thinks I’d do his grandson good?!? 

I was so taken aback, I didn’t know what to say, so I just responded with, “Sir, I don’t go around just sleeping with anybody!”

And then realized, that totally was not what he meant.

He laughed so hard though, I thought he was going to fall off that scooter.

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Birthday Blow Out

Wednesday, October 1st, 2008

I went with Omar to Churchill’s for his friend’s birthday. Why a 20-something girl would want to go to a bar where old, fat, balding men sit and smoke cigars, I will never understand. Regardless, we were at Churchill’s. I apparently got on Om’s nerves way too much. His friend John was talking about John Mayer’s music…which Omar is not a fan of, but I know enough about to carry on a conversation. So I did. And that annoyed silly little Omar. I guess.

There’s a huge aquarium in the dive and after we finished talking to John, Omar and I were looking at the fishies. Then, out of no where, Dr. Jeckyl turned into Mr. Hyde. And he insulted me in the dumbest way possible. He said something like…Baby, you kind of remind me of that fish. He was pointing at this Blowfish. At first I thought he was saying I was chubby, but decided to ask why any way.

I was wrong. He said I reminded him of the blowfish because I walk around frowning all the time. 

My response was not sugar-coated at all. I simply replied with…maybe i’m frowning because you’re such an asshole to me all of the time.

Yeah…that little comment didn’t go over well…at all. But I’m not a good liar. C’est la vie!

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