Today it was me and Brendan Fraser…

Posted on May 5, 2010 by ThePeachy1 in It's Juicy

Ok so today I was out with a friend minding our own business, and then BAM. In walks Brendan Fraser. So he walks up to me and says, ” What’s up with you?”, and I said, “What’s up with you?” and he said .. Oh wait wrong movie. Oh yeah and it wasn’t Brendan. Cause if it was actually Brendan I would totally be either a) in a jail cell for some unmentionable crime that wouldn’t ever allow me to walk the streets without a cool ankle alarm again, or b) in a Nut Hut locked up drooling on my self while I drew little hearts with his initials and mine in it on the walls with the crayon they would let me have..

But what did happen, is I was sitting there, and I looked up from whatever I was pretending to do and BAM there was this dude with his back to me. And BAM, there was this butt, now to clarify it wasn’t in my face cause that would be all “eww”. It was across the room, but it was absolutely noteworthy across the room. It was such a smokin hott booty that my asbestos panties nearly exploded from my body. What’s weird is at that exact moment I was in 10th grade again. I immediately started poking and slapping my friendly with my mouth hanging open and pointing and making grunting noises while drooling… I was told to ” get a grip”. Uhm is that a clearance from you on this cause I will totally go over there and get a grip? NO get a grip on yourself, act right or your going to hell. Dang… Hell is really hot.. Ok I will act right, can I drool over him quietly? Yes. I needed a teething ring and bib, or an impromptu wet T-shirt contest cause I was drooling up a storm. It was brought to my attention that he worked with a boat load of skinny hotties in their early 20’s. I pointed out he might like a change. I got a dirty look. Needless to say. Then Bam he spoke, and he was witty, oh the agony, that made him hotter. Then I left. In the car many more even further inappropriate things were said about my Dear Brendan. Tonight I am sure he will take me to a place like this picture with a waterfall and we will be all “what’s up with you”.

Thats me on the left and my man on the right ...

I have a cousin who does that…

Posted on May 3, 2010 by ThePeachy1 in It's Juicy

I have 4 big brothers, but for all intensive purposes am an only child due to multiple marriages and big age gaps. So I don’t have a big family and I am not really close to much of my extended family, although I like them all. I just prefer my friends. I think it’s because you get to pick friends, family your dealt, like a bad hand of cards. But then you ~~are subjected to,~~ get the pleasure to meet someone who brightens your day. Even when it’s all rainy and dreary. They must have a family so prolific that rabbits are jealous, because there is no task, job, or event can be brought up in conversation that they don’t have a cousin who does that, did that or is the king of that. How cool to have such a large and varied family. Best ever chunky chicken salad with yogurt and grapes for church, cousin. Trash man, cousin. Stave off her stalker from the religious singles on line dating service Sheriff, cousin. Pirate treasure scuba diving, cousin. How handy… would you even have to work if you had a family like that? Thank you miss lady with a huge multi talented family for coming in and giving me comic fodder for hours…. you may go now…

HOLY Bejubeez… dude, go to the barber not a salon.

Posted on May 2, 2010 by ThePeachy1 in It's Juicy

We all know as women we go thru so much to look like the smexy goddesss that we do. Most of us even put some effort into looking so incredibly hot in our yoga pants or pj’s or mens baseball shirts. It’s not the front line stuff I am talking about, the jewelery and the makeup that stuff is immediately noticeable I am talking about the back line trenches. I am talking about the things that only until probably around the late 1990’s women and drag queens did. Waxing. Oh yeah baby. That used to separate the the puppies from the big dogs, the hags from the hellions. Now even dudes are doing it…. some dudes, in some areas of the country, at least that’s what I hear. I like a good looking man, I am not saying I wanna date chewbacca or anything but I sure as hell dont wanna end up with whatever the hell Mr Bruce Jenner/ Kardashian turned into, cause that is just scary. If you take a man to a good barber, there is nothing he can’t chop, shave or hack away at, until you guy is good to go. leave the waxing to the ladies.. please gentlemen..

YIKES- too much