Out for the Gras is the law

Posted on March 4, 2011 by ThePeachy1 in It's Juicy, The Peachy Tree

As required by social law

I will be out for Mardi Gras

I will return on the Wednesday that is Ash

Covered in beads down to my “ankles”

xo

PEACH OUT

Here’s one year I broadcast a local parade live.

Here’s the history and origins of Mardi Gras ( surprise it’s a religious holiday)

~In honor of my absence I give you this joke from my Daddy~

On their way to get married, a young Catholic couple was involved in a fatal car accident . The couple found themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven. While waiting they

began to wonder; Could they possibly get married in Heaven?

When St. Peter arrived they asked him if they could get married in Heaven. St. Peter said, “I don’t know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out,” and he left.

The couple sat and waited for an answer…. For a couple of months.

While they waited, they discussed the pros and cons. If they were allowed to get married in Heaven, should they get married, what with the eternal aspect of it all? “What if it doesn’t work? Are we stuck in Heaven together forever?”

Another month passed. St. Peter finally returned, looking somewhat bedraggled.

“Yes,” he informed the couple, “You can get married in Heaven.”

“Great!” said the couple. “But we were just wondering; what if things don’t work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?”

St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slammed his clipboard on the ground.

“What’s wrong?” asked the frightened couple.

“OH, COME ON!!!” St. Peter shouted. “It took me 3 months to find a priest up here! Do you have ANY idea how long it’ll take to find a lawyer???”

Fun with Facebook Friends

Posted on March 3, 2011 by ThePeachy1 in FaceBook Fun

It’s Thursday, that means it’s face book time. I used to just pull these off my wall but then I remembered that Suave commercial from the 80’s where you tell a friend and they tell a friend and before you know it’s an entire grid of super models with fantastic hair telling each other stuff.

So I remembered some of the best and brightest status updates from my Face Book Friends this past week. I show them to you and you say OMG Peachy has the coolest friends, and I go yeah, I totally knew her when, and then you go OMG you aren’t Peachy? Then the cat walks in wearing a speedo and the dog is smoking a cigar. Needless to say our relationship is over because you make my pets randy.

This is a quick look at facebook brilliance from this week.

From my wall.

From the wall of my friend Shannan

ZING

Since I have spent nearly 2 years offending, scaring or pissing off my first 1200 face book friends, I invite you to jump on my insanity train.

but you should probably watch my friendship disclaimer first. Here it is.

Dropping me in the lava now?

XO

PEACH OUT

* That video was created for this post of mine, inspired by SubWow of Absence of Alternatives. (Look on the left folks)

WTG Wednesday- Unsupervised Men

Posted on March 2, 2011 by ThePeachy1 in It's Juicy, The Peachy Tree

As you know I frequently feature things my dad emails me on Wednesdays. He is the king of all email forwards in the Universe and at 78 he has lived many a wild times and had 3 wives and 4 marriages. ( Do the math). He’s traveled this world more times than I am years old lived and visited every exotic country there is and still introduces him self only as Joe from South Alabama Route 2.

We were talking the other day and he was name dropping all the famous musicians he played with and had dirt on each of them and then we moved over to talking all his old bars and then finally to women. I asked him why? Why he got married 3 times? When his Daddy was a Preacher and all 7 of his brothers and sisters married once and for life. He explained that he was just a man.

Then I got this in my email, he said this is what happens when men are left unsupervised.

I think this man was more nagged than unsupervised

this look familiar? yeah .

Now that last one? Remember the time my husband busted out my van windshield with a kayak? I was there, trying to supervise. But Mensa man growled at me when I asked about it busting out the windshield so I shut up.

Just like I will now.