Friday, September 27, 2013

GREETINGS AND HALLU...I mean, SALUTATIONS

Greetings Y'all!

Call me Peaches & Sunshine, or Peaches for short. Having guested on another blog much earlier this year, I was putzing around in my kitchen last night and started putting together a whole bunch of snippets of witticisms I thought I should post on a blog. Naturally, me being who I am, did I write any of them down? Pfft, of course not, who do you think I am? This is kind of how my mind works. 

So let's get the getting-to-know-you bit out of the way.


WHO AM I?!


I know people who spend their entire lives trying to figure that out, and I am probably one of them.  I am young, but not as young as you might think. The name of this blog really says it all. I like cats. I like dogs too, but I am owned by two cats. I work at a hospital. No, I am not a nurse and I cannot diagnose you. I got a BA in a major I like, and while I am not living in a cardboard box I have come close to it. I am back in school, hoping to get a BSN. I'll try not to talk about school too much. 

This is Bagheera. My big girl, and my little panther. 



This is her sister, Myra. The camera whore.


WHAT CAN YOU EXPECT FROM THIS BLOG??


I try not to take myself too seriously, and there are enough 'serious' blogs out there already. I aim to misbehave...no, wait that was what Cap'n Mal said. I aim to write a blog that reflects who I am, flaws and all. One of my friends has that as her pseudonym on Facebook: Flawsinall.  I'll write about my messy apartment; I'll tell you about my embarrassing experiences. Ever forgotten to corral your underoos before the maintenance man came over to get the gigantic nasty hair clog out of your tub? I did that this morning. Why do I feel the need to share this kind of stuff with you, dear reader? [Shrug] Who knows. I made delicious pasta last night, and as I was making it I came up with the idea for this blog. Perchance I've discovered another time for deep thinking, besides bath time?



WHAT DO I ASK OF YOU, DEAR READER??


NO, I'm not going to ask you for 50 bucks. Nor am I going to ask you to tell all your friends about me, because I'm not writing for attention. I am going to ask that if you feel the need to comment, don't be a troll. Trolls are mean people who write before they think and most times use absolutely abhorrent grammar, spelling, punctuation and syntax. I delete trolls, and block them too. This is pretty much the only thing I am going to ask of you. Thank you in advance.

This is the only kind of troll I like.