Cherie – Chapter 13 – Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

It’s been two weeks since I saw Cherie because she had to work multiple shifts at the hospital last weekend. It had also been three weeks since our intimate marathon at the Club Quarters. (See: Cherie – Hammer into Anvil)

We were both really feeling the strain of being apart. She was over her cold, but now her son was sick. Work and school were stressing her out, and Thanksgiving was also in the mix. I was having my usual challenges with everything I’m currently working on and finally over my cold after nearly a month of a nagging cough. She told me she did enjoy seeing her grandmother who is in her eighties and still kicking ass. She still has a job! Cheri’s mother was showing her the finer points of cooking a turkey. So at least that took the edge off her stressful life.

I have been doing a lot of cleaning around the bat cave lately. I think when your home space is clean and tidy it just makes you feel better. Two weeks ago I cleaned the bathroom with a vengeance. Every tile. Every crack and crevice, with every cleaning agent at my disposal. When I was finished the place crackled with light. When my daughter Lorelei saw it she was so happy. My only response to her glee was: “Let’s keep it this way.”

I have like five things in the bathroom I use. Lorelei is a twenty year old girl. She has over fifty different items in there. It’s incredible what a young woman needs to be beautiful. She owns that room, so she’d better be mindful of its cleanliness.

I even went out and got new rugs, new toilet seat, new towels, soap, shampoo rack, and a shower curtain. I went to this store that literally carries everything in the world. It’s at 13th and Chestnut. I love this store. Everything is reasonably priced and like I said…they carry everything! So my bathroom was looking great and color coordinated in white and lavender. The First Lady herself would be happy to go in there to powder her nose.

I could tell myself that I was trying to make the house better and our living space cleaner, but I knew what was happening. And I knew I was going to do more. So much more.

The next Saturday was the first Saturday Cherie and I hadn’t spent time together. I got up and went to Rachael’s for breakfast and had my usual awesome $8 breakfast. I then cleaned my room like I’d cleaned the bathroom. Threw out bags of trash, organized and cleaned every inch of the space. I scrubbed the hardwood floors and polished them. The place was looking so much better. Even threw out an old 19″ TV that belonged to Michelle that I never watched anymore. The busted VHS player below it went bye-bye as well. I then headed back to my favorite store in the world.

I bought these beautiful sheer blue curtains for the two big windows in my bedroom. I’ve never had curtains in there. Just the venetian blinds that came with the apartment. I picked up a navy blue sheet set for the bed, and a comforter. I couldn’t find a matching bed skirt so I ordered one on Amazon for $10.

I lugged all of the bags home and put it in the corner of my bedroom. I’d wait until Saturday to set it all up.  I could sleep on the old sheets for another week. I also went to the dollar store in Suburban Station and picked up 10 little candles for the house. I gave 5 to Lorelei because she likes to burn incense and candles in the livingroom. I picked some nice warm Christmas scents. I also picked up some candy. Cherie likes milk chocolate, so I grabbed a bag of Lindt’s truffles and a bag of Ghirardelli caramel filled milk chocolate squares. They are so delicious and remind me of her.

 

Saturday arrives and I get showered and go to Manhattan Bagel in Rittenhouse  for breakfast. I realized when I stripped the bed that morning my mattress liner had not been changed for a long time. It was time for a new one. Also my pillows looked like they had come from some fleabag motel on the side of a highway, so back to the Everything Store!

Picked up what  I needed and chatted up the girl at the counter. I was telling her how I’d been to this store several times in the last two weeks to get things for my house. She’s being cordial but doesn’t really give a shit. She’s attractive and exotic and probably gets hit on by every swinging dick that comes through the door. As I was walking out the door, I noticed on a side window they have a wall of shame. I figured pictures of bounced checks, but it was photos of actual shoplifters holding the stuff they were trying to steal. It was funny and hardcore in the same moment. I especially liked the grizzled old guy with the little jar of Vaseline. I don’t even want to know.

I get back to the house and unwrap everything. I’m breaking a sweat wrestling my mattress to not only get the bed skirt on but get the mattress liner on it. It’s the kind you have to slide over the matress and then zip it shut at the top. I was wrestling with it and the matress. It was like trying to get a condom on a drunk bull elephant.

I finally got it on and put the rest of the sheets together on the bed. Once I had it all on and the bed was made, it all looked terrific. I put the candies in a little dish of what would be her side of the bed. The candles in spots around the room to create the mood. I set my Pandora account to an elegant light music station.

You can see what’s happening. I’ve been cleaning up my house and making it beautiful for the first visit of Cherie. The house looks great and I want to keep it this way. I’m not having the initial crazy, manic euphoria with Cherie, like I did with Michelle and Annabelle. (See: Michelle – A Brand New Day & See: Annabelle – Nice to Meet You) This feels like a slow rise of solid energy. I’m not doing crazy things like I did with Michelle. I’m not having the agonizing frustration like I did with the confused and immature Annabelle. This feels like something else. I’m really looking forward to Cherie coming to see me here tonight.

I’m also keeping this off social media. Lorelei doesn’t even know about her. For now, this is my secret. This is my sequel. But I would love to see the hilarity of the following scene play out:

Lorelei: “House looks great, Dad.”

Me: “Thanks! I’m really happy with it. (smiles) Let’s keep it that way…”

Lorelei: “Are you seeing somebody?”

Me: “What makes you say that?”

Lorelei: “I remember how good the house looked a few years ago when you started dating Annabelle.”

Me: “Did it? I don’t remember…”

Lorelei: “Yes you do. So basically the only time this house gets the full cleaning overhaul is when you get a new girlfriend.”

Me: “Do you like living here instead of with your mom, Lor?”

Lorelei: “Yes.”

Me: “Do you enjoy getting an allowance from me every week?”

Lorelei: (Laughing) “Alright, fine! I’m going to my boyfriend’s house for the weekend.”

(Lorelei exits out front door.)

Me: Love you!!!

 

 

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Tales of Rock – Barbara Ann

The original version of Barbara Ann, recorded by The Regents in 1961, was actually release after the group no longer existed. The record sat around the studio months after the group recorded it. After the group broke up, the demo was discovered, and then became a hit for a band that didn’t exist.

Four years later in 1965, a live cut from the Beach Boys’ Party album became a hit record, reviving The Regents originally recorded version of Barbara Ann.

The song was a hit for the Beach Boys, but it was Dean Torrence (of Jan and Dean) who sang lead on the song.

The Beach Boys recorded their version on September 23, 1965. Dean Torrence of Jan and Dean is featured on lead vocals along with Brian Wilson. Torrence is not credited on the album, but Carl Wilson is heard saying “Thanks, Dean” at the song’s conclusion.

The song entered the Billboard Hot 100 chart the week ending January 1, 1966. The week ending January 29, the song leaped from No. 15 to No. 2 and was in position to replace “We Can Work It Out” by The Beatles as the next No. 1 song. However, “My Love” by Petula Clark unexpectedly vaulted into the No. 1 position the week ending February 5, 1966. Consequently, “Barbara Ann” peaked at No. 2 on the US Billboard Hot 100 (No. 1 in Cash Box and Record World) and at No. 3 in the UK in January 1966. It also topped the charts in Germany, Switzerland and Norway. It was The Beach Boys’ biggest hit in Italy, reaching No. 4.

Variations of the Beach Boys’ recording have seen release. A version without the party sound effects can be found on the Hawthorne, CA album. The group sang the song as an encore on their Live in London album. As a solo artist, Brian has a rendition on his live album Live at the Roxy Theatre, and in 2001, performed it himself, with the ensemble, on An All-Star Tribute to Brian Wilson.

In 1987, the group re-recorded the song as “Here Come the Cubs” with re-written lyrics about the Chicago Cubs. It became the team’s official theme that year, replacing “Go, Cubs, Go“.

The Who perform “Barbara Ann” in the film The Kids Are Alright with Keith Moon on vocals. Moon, a massive Beach Boys fan but a notoriously limited singer, plays and sings much to the delight of his fellow band members.

 

 

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Wildwood Daze – El Morro Motel

North Wildwood, New Jersey – Summer 1977

It had been the worst year of my young life. I was 14 going on 15 years old. But Junior High at Fels was finally over and I was at the shore for the summer in Wildwood. I was basically what my father called a Prisoner of Love. That meant limited time out. You don’t get rewarded with a bunch of fun and free time after having such a shitty school year. I think if some of the bullying laws were in place back then like they are now maybe I wouldn’t have had such a horrible time in school.

When a child is being abused at school and at home you just can’t concentrate in school. I was a smart kid, but I hated my life and didn’t want to apply myself like my more compliant and solid sister Janice.

My father was going to keep me busy all summer doing chores around the house. First of which was to scrub all of the rust off of all of the bicycles. The salt air oxidizes all things metal at the shore. It was going to be a horrible arduous task.

I was walking down 10th street one day with my friend Dominic. We were probably coming from our favorite arcade, Botto’s. We were nearly to the corner of 10th and Ocean ave. It was a warm day in June. That corner property was the El Morro Motel. It was a cute classic seashore motel. (That’s the best pic I could find of it, but that’s the genuine article)

On the door to the office was a Help Wanted sign for a pool boy. I went in and applied. I had never had a job before and didn’t even know how to go about it. But I went in and spoke to the owner. He told me to fill out a little application, and come back with signed working papers. I think you need that if you’re under the age of 18. (Maybe 16?)

My skin was clearing up in the summer sun and sea. My top braces had been taken off, and I didn’t need to wear my glasses all of the time. So I was emerging from puberty as an okay-looking boy. I felt a little more human.

 

I go home and tell my parents. My mom said we’d go to the local city hall and get the necessary forms. But when my father found out he was overjoyed. That’s all it took. This was the beginning of my teenage years getting better. No more prison time, I was treated better, and especially no rust scrubbing job for me. This was actually the turning point for me as a young man.

I got the job and started that Monday morning at 7 am.  I made $40 a week. But for a 14-year-old kid in 1977, that was serious money. I was living on $5 a week allowance from my mom and doing fine. Comic books were 20 cents back then so for a buck you could get five! A slice of pizza was fifty cents and a soda was a quarter. Pinball was twenty-five cents for three games. So five bucks went a long way back then. The rest of the time we were on the beach playing. That was summer back then.

I go in and the owner is there to show me how to do the job. I thought I’d be skimming the pool and whatnot, I had no idea what a job was but I actually had a somewhat complex job description. Pool Boy sounds like a nothing job but here is what I did all morning at the El Morro Motel.

Bring out all of the cushions for the lounge chairs around the pool. Empty and clean all of the ashtrays between each one. Sweep around the pool area. Mix the cleaning agent in a bucket and scrub all of the tiles around the entire pool above the water’s surface. Skim the bugs and detritus off the surface of the water. Hook up the aqua vacuum and clean the bottom and walls of the pool under the water. Check the PH balance of the water in the pool and add chlorine as necessary. Clean the baby pool the same way you clean the big pool. Sweep up around the hotel in front of the rooms. Vacuum the Astroturf on the second floor outside the rooms. Empty and clean all of the ashtrays in front of every motel room. Sweep the walkways, and pick up any trash around the parking lot. Then come back at night around 7 pm and bring in all of the cushions from the lounge chairs around the pool. Take out the trash cans every week. So basically Pool Boy means the entire motel maintenance crew!

Funny thing is, now that I think about what I was being paid per week back then wasn’t all that much. $40 a week to a 14-year-old kid in 1977 was a small fortune. What do I need money for all week? Cigarettes. 50 cents a pack. Candy? 10 cents for a chocolate bar. Comic books were 20 cents apiece. Record albums were a whopping 6 bucks but worth every penny. Pizza? 50 cents a slice up at Sam’s on the boardwalk. Speaking of the boardwalk, what’s that expense? to go on an amusement ride only costs probably 75 cents. Pinball was 25 cents for 3 games, and to play games of chance was a quarter. So who needs a lot of money in the summer of ’77? Not me!

But… I worked there every day, 7 days a week for $40. That’s from 7 am to 12 noon every day. Then I go back each night and spend 10 or 15 minutes bringing in the cushions from the lounge chairs around the pool each night before I could go out and play. So let’s look at the math. 7 days a week, 5 hours a day. That’s 35 hours right there, then add the daily trips back for the cushions and that adds another hour or so of my time spent there each week. So it starts to add up.

I was only making like a dollar an hour!!!

I didn’t care. I was having a good time and had my own money and my parents didn’t hate my very existence for once in my life.

Around 11 am I would finish and punch out. This was my favorite time of the day. I would smoke a cigarette. (Fuckin’ punk I was) Then I would go back home two blocks away. The best part was, my mom would still be at the beach with the girls. Janice would be working over at Russo’s Market, so she wouldn’t be home, and as I said, my mom wouldn’t be back to the house with little April and Gabrielle until noon. So there was only one thing to do.

Put the album Aerosmith “Rocks” on my dad’s stereo and crank that shit up and play air guitar and pretend I was in a rock band and chicks were screaming my name. It was glorious. Girls hated me in junior high because I basically looked and acted like a leper, but a boy can dream for a half hour alone in his house.

So things were looking up for me. As long as I got up every morning and went to work and behaved myself, I was in the good graces of my parents.

Life was good. But it was about to become wonderful…

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Celebrity Sightings – Sheena Parveen – Philly Weather Girl – Part 2

I think it was back in 2015. I was out one night with my buddy Church. We end up at Ashton Cigar Bar. Ashton is Philadelphia’s premier whiskey, cigar and cocktail bar. Featuring a beautiful, contemporary design and a warm, comfortable atmosphere, It’s located in the heart of Philadelphia’s Center City district. (Actually right across from out salon!)

With a luxurious selection of 200 premium cigars enshrined in a pristine all-glass walk-in humidor, Ashton Cigar Bar has something to please both the cigar connoisseur and novice. Their selection of over 385 whiskeys is renowned as the best whiskey list in Philadelphia. Their epic whiskey collection focuses on Single Malt Scotch, Blended Scotch, Bourbon, Rye Whiskey, Irish Whiskey, North American Whiskey, World Whiskey and White Whiskey, including numerous rare and limited vintages.

In addition to whiskey and cigars, Ashton Cigar Bar is also known as one of Philly’s best cocktail bars. Their specialty cocktail menu showcases famous classic cocktails, along with some signature cocktails of their own. All of their cocktails are carefully crafted and perfectly poured combining fresh local ingredients with the finest spirits. Ashton Cigar Bar is a sanctuary for lovers of fine cigars, craft cocktails, whiskey and other fine spirits.

And a bunch of douchebags.

The waitresses are hot and Church knows the bartender so we’ll probably get a drink hookup. But I don’t go to Ashton. I’m not a cigar guy, but I don’t mind the smell. Whenever I smell a cigar, it always reminds of my Dad when I was a kid. He always enjoyed a good cigar on occasion. So when I enter Aston’s low lit lounge I always think of my father. But that’s still not enough to make me ever go there.

But on this particular night we ended up there. Church bounced at the door for a period of time, but that got a little crazy. He always had to deal with drunken idiots who wanted to come in and he wouldn’t let them because they were visibly intoxicated. So that was a tough job dealing with drunks all night.

The manager rolls by us and stops to say hello and chat.

“Did you see who just walked by?”

“No. Who?”

“Sheena Parveen!”

“Sheena Parveen is here?”

“Yea she just went to the bar down there to get a drink.”

“Church, hold my beer.”

Every dude I know who has watched her do the weather every night on NBC loves Sheena Parveen. She’s hot, with a smokin’ body and a lively personality.

I see her at the bar. Think of a cute baby seal that’s getting hot lying up on the rocks. Envision that sweet baby seal deciding to hop into the sea to cool off.

Now think of a great, dark grey dorsal fin cutting through the water at high-speed, froth foaming behind the fin as it cuts through the water, heading straight for that little baby seal.

That was me striding towards Sheena Parveen. Beloved local TV personality and weather girl.

But what would the average guy say to her? What could he possibly have in common with this lady? I needed to use my lightning fast, think on my feet, sales brain to come up with something to get, and hold her attention so that I could get something from her.

“Hello. Ms. Parveen.”

“Hi.” (seems a little buzzed)

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Charles.”

“Sheena. Nice to meet you.”

“Sheena I had an idea I wanted to run by you if you have a second.”

“Sure!”

“I work for a local publication. (hand her my card to show that I’m legit) We have our Annual Summer Guide coming out in a month or so.”

“Okay.”

“Well I had this idea. Who does Philly go to for their weather report before they drive to the shore every week?”

“Me!”

“Exactly. I’d like to get you on the cover of our Summer Guide to make sure everybody knows that.”

“That would be amazing. I’d love that!”

(I literally came up with that pitch in the ten seconds it took for me to leave my friends and go chat to Sheena.)

Then the best part comes, when I hit the hyper drive.

I type her name into my phone and pull my classic original move. I hand her my phone. She looks at the phone then up at me. I remain unresponsive.

“My cell?”

I simply cock my eyebrow and tilt my head toward the phone.

“Okay… (starts typing) Please don’t be crazy.”

Hits save and hands the phone back to me.

“Thank you, Sheena. We’ll be in touch.”

“Yea. Sounds great.”

Church approaches. “Hey, look at this great looking couple!” Holds up his phone and snaps some photos.

We were never able to get Sheena on the cover of our publication due to scheduling conflicts, but I got to meet one of my local TV babes in person. I had the will to get her to give me her cell number and got the pictures to prove it.

 

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Celebrity Sightings – Sheena Parveen – Philly Weather Girl -Part 1

Sheena Parveen is a beautiful American TV show host as well as a presenter.  Working for NBC 10 as the network’s meteorologist and reporter

Early Years & Career

She was born on September 23, 1987, in India. Her mother was an American real estate employee and her father was an Indian computer programmer. She is mixed ancestry of German and Indian. She holds American nationality. She follows Christian religion. She belongs to a white ethnic background. She spent most of her childhood days in Florida.

Sheena Parveen Wiki, Bio, Married, Husband or Boyfriend

Quick Information

Date of Birth/Birthday May 23, 1987
Age 30 Years 6 Month(s)
Nationality American
Profession/Occupation Meteorologist
Working For/Engaged On TV Presenter
Husband/Spouse N/A
Married Not Yet
Divorced No
Boyfriend/Dating Not Disclosed
Gay/Lesbian No
Ethnicity White
Net Worth $3 Million Dollars
Height/Tall 5′ 2″
Weight 47 Kg.
Body Measurements 34-28-36 inches

Sheena Parveen is an American TV show host and presenter, who was born on September of 1987. She was born to an Indian father, who was an Indian computer programmer and an American real estate employee mother.

Parveen is a Christian by religion and belongs to a mixed ethnicity. Her childhood days were spent in Florida, and she studied meteorology at the Florida State University.

Having a keen interest in space and weather cast, she also studied mathematics.

Being an only child she had a wonderful childhood. She has mixed ancestry of German and Indian, but her nationality is American.

She attended the Florida State University and studied meteorology there. At the very young age, she had an interest in space and weather. She also has a minor in mathematics. While she was in school, she was on the school volleyball team. She also loved dancing. She first started her career working with MSBC-TV in Florida. Then she worked for NBC. She also hosts weather reports at 11 a.m. and evening broadcast at 5 p.m. on NBC 10. She is considered one of the highest paid TV personality. As of 2016, Sheena Parveen’s net worth is estimated to be $3 million dollars.

Although she is a famous media personality, information about her personal life is hardly available online. She was rumored to have had affairs with TV personas like William Green and Hugh Jackson, but all those incidents didn’t seem to last long.

She played volleyball in her school and was on the school team as well. Her interest also included dancing, and she did a bit of stage act as well.

She has appeared in several TV shows and hosts her show as well. She is one of the famous TV hosts at the time.

Having started her career with ABC’s associate MSBC- TV in Florida, she currently works for NBC Washington. She left NBC10 and left Philly for something good.

She was also said to be dating actor Jason Statham as she was seen with him on several occasions. But the rumors were later dismissed as she had only met him during one of her news coverage.

Despite all the rumors and speculations about her relationship status, there is no confirmation about her dating anyone at present. It looks like she does not want to have a boyfriend or a husband and she is not married. So there is no chance of her having children or getting a divorce.

This sexy lady surely has hot legs, but she is not a very tall woman. Her height is about 5 feet and 2 inches. Her last recorded weight was 47 kg, around 100 pounds. She has a very likable face and a hot figure.

Her personality is enhanced with that captivating smile she possesses. She has shiny black eyes, and although her natural hair color isn’t known, she has tawny hair.

This beautiful and charismatic woman has a hot physique and a curvaceous body. Her body measurements read 34-28-36 inches.

She also has long and smooth legs, which can be seen whenever she appears on the show in short skirts.

She has average sized feet, and her shoe size is 7, standard American size. There are some sexy pictures of her in her swim wears and bikinis, where she has revealed more of her attractive body.

Sheena left NBC10 and headed to WRC-TV which is also owned by NBC. However, people she worked with did miss her presence in the channel.

The show had to go on and they have found the replacement. Even though, the contributions of Sheena can’t be replaced, only the continuity is contributed by the new one. Sheena had joined NBC10 in 2011, who replaced her?

Tammie Souza replaced Sheena.

Look at her Twitter and you will get all the updates from her new channel. From the direction of the wind to the temperature, you will get updated and will understand in detail about the environment.

 

Tune in tomorrow where you’ll read how I met her! (And I’ve got the pictures to prove it!)

 

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