::Busy,Busy,Busy::

Hey to my followers and lurkers,

I know it's been a minute but I have been one busy woman. I promise I will be back soon...

Peachy...

::Unexpected::

Tonight I got some very unexpected news from a good friend. Her daughter's father passed away suddenly today. Sometimes we get so caught up in our overly busy everyday lives, that we forget to take time out and cherish the things that mean the most to us.

RIP Jamie...Gone but Never forgotten...

:: Friends, How Many Of Us Have Them::

Growing up it seemed that I had a never ending circle of friends…I moved back and forth between my mom and gramz but I was always able to befriend people…Once I got into high school I developed what I thought was long lasting friendships with people who I treated as my own family.

As I grew older I realized all these so called last friendships/family like bonds I had made were all for the sake of hanging with the funny, cute semi-popular girl that was high school Peachy…I went to high school in a town where it is impossible, to not see one of those high school BFF’s…For me moving back here meant being back with my girls and having those Sex In The City nights out and beach vacations with not a care in the world, I was so wrong about that…

There were 2 people I expected to reconnect with almost instantly and it just didn’t happen. I mean had our lives become filled with so many mundane grown up tasks that we couldn’t be there for each other anymore?...or was it just the friendship had faded into the NeverNeverLand that high school becomes 5 or so years after graduation.

Of the 2 I can say for sure one of my former BFF’s really does lead an extremely busy life and what little free time she has she dedicates to her son and future hubby. I can respect that though. When she does have time we take the boys out to lunch and so a little shopping. It’s refreshing, it’s almost like for a moment in time we are back in high school and doing the things we loved to do at 17. I love you Niqueboo…

Of these friendships the one that is fading away at this very moment is hurting me the most. For years she and I endured some of the most tumultuous times in our lives. It was like we were living the same life, able to see all the things wrong with each other but not ourselves. As we mature we should see things for what they really are, not what we want them to be. I see that now in Peachy’s life but I don’t think she sees it in hers. We have chatted about things being the way they once where but in all honesty I doubt they ever will be. This doesn’t mean I will stop loving her. I just believe that our “Sisterly Season” has passed and it is time to just slowly release each other…I love you always Tangelo…I hope that if you read this you and I will have talked but if not just know this isn’t about anything specific , just about us moving on with our own lives….


Now don’t read this and get all bummed because Peachy does have a great BFF, scratch that I have an AWESOME big sister. I also have my little sister and I know we will become so much closer when I make the Big Plunge next year…

My big sister is one of those people that God strategically places in your life…You know the chick you meet and fell like ya’ll will never get along….When I met her, I also met Stupid Face, our old boss…lol…he told me to never talk to her because she had a bad attitude and was from New Orleans…LMAO…I was like okay, I’ll keep my distance then…

Thank goodness I didn’t listen; if I had I would have never gotten to know her as the kind, loving, straight forward person that she is. She is a strong, intelligent black woman, a great mother and truly the best friend I could ever ask for.

My little sis…what can I say she is my baby sis, my homie who is down for whatever when it comes to her sis, she is BEAUTIFULLY intelligent even though she has NO common sense…lol…The way she juggles being a great Mommy and an awesome college student is impressive and inspiring to me, the older sister. I love her so much and I truly look forward to late nites studying together, clubbing, days at the beach with our boys and simply just hanging out and reminiscing…


So all in all that fantasy of having my very own Miranda, Charlotte & Samantha (yes, my fashionista narcissistic self is Carrie…lol…) is merely that, a fantasy…


I have all I need in two very special people…I love you always Nika & Pooh Baby…I hope that whoever reads this will be able to experience all that I have with friendships, good and bad because it has helped shape the Peachy I am today…

::My Purpose::

Well last week I began my last year of college before I receive my associate’s degree in Social Work. While my first week was overwhelming in more ways than one, I am truly happy. For the past few years people have been telling me about my passion for children and helping others, and I have just brushed them off for the most part, you know…Like okay yeah thanks for that observation.

But I think that I have gotten confirmation that Social Work is truly my life’s purpose. Both of my classes are taught by the same professor, so last Tuesday I shared my concerns with her. She listened attentively and when I was finished talking, she looked into my eyes with the most sincere look in her eyes and told me that I had nothing to worry about because she could tell that this was in my heart. That I would be fine because I have so much passion for this type of work…

I was absolutely floored, I mean I was speechless and if you know me personally you would know that is damn near impossible. I was filled with so much emotion I had no idea what to say, think, feel…But it just reaffirmed for me that this is my purpose while here on earth.


I hope that in my time as a giver and helper, I can change just ONE persons life. Make them realize how valuable their life is, the life of their children, their family, just everything about them…

I am so happy to be on this journey. My life has had its pitfalls and I know I will have many more before I leave this earth but knowing that what I choose to do can help someone other than my family makes me truly happy inside…


I am also toying with the idea of getting a helper/giver tat too…So look out for future blogs about that…

Hypocrites::RANT::

Are #2 on my list of “Types of People” I can’t stand.

So I am on a hair forum where there are a TON of hypocrites.

The scenario is basically a question was asked about a members avatar photo. There were no names given just the question. So for the most part people just said what they would do but within a few pages the Hypocrites start pouring in [I won’t even comment on the troll]… I mean they were just talking big shit… Now you may be wondering “How does that make them hypocrites?”…My answer is simple, whenever someone posts a thread including a celeb picture or a random club picture [i.e.:: Alltheparties.com, ATLpics ;;etc] they go hard... Calling the people everything but a child of God…


It’s so annoying…I will admit I would participate in those threads, but then there was an incident where someone’s pics were taken off of one site and posted on another. I was outraged but a good friend{Side Eye Sr.} made me realize that I was just as guilty because I made comments about celebs…So I stopped because I would never want anyone to do that too me…

I mean these chicks believe that celebs “ask for this” by becoming celebs….Really? So if we used this logic in life then I guess victims in certain crimes “ask for it” too…You know like if I have the money to buy a nice car then it’s my fault that’s its stolen since I “showed it off”….Whatever…give me a fuckin’ break…


I am just so sick of people like this…There is a lady at my job like this too….Lawd she is the worst! I mean she just goes hard about other people and so many things but when the mirror is facing her and her people then its “oh this isn’t that same because it’s my family”…GTFOOHWTBS!!!!


UGH !!!....

[end/rant]

Celibacy:: The Slow Death of my Sexual Libido::

(source::http://blog.sweetestmemories.com/default.asp?Archive=200606)

Due to a very unfortunate situation I decided that I wanted to take the long, frustrating road that is celibacy. I figured that it would be a great way to get over my ex and get to know myself…Boy was I wrong…this has been the longest , most sexually frustrating year of my life…lol…

I would have never guessed that it would have been this hard. I mean logically I was like “hey Peachy, before 17 you were “celibate” so to speak , so doing it now at a mature 26 should be fine…

I wish this would have been fine…I can go a few weeks at a time and not have any feelings of lust and then BAM…the angel & devil of celibacy pop up…The devil taunting me to just call my ex or one of the random guys that wants to be with me…Meanwhile the angel is trying to convince me to wait until I find “Mr. Right”…wherever the hell he is…


It’s such a hard thing to deal with. While I feel that my next ‘homie;lover;friend’ should really prove his worthiness of the goodies it’s becoming more evident to me that I need to grade these dudes on a curve …Not that I should lower my standards but maybe I should bend a little…

I know one thing for sure when I finally do unleash on someone MY GAWD they better be ready because I will probably explode and blow bits of Peachy EVERYWHERE…LOL...

..::Jumpin' The Broom::..

Living in the south, I see teenage girls who are groomed from a very young age to get married after college. It’s almost like a Wedding Timeline for Southern Belles.

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The steps are very easy…

Go to a college
Meet your fiancé’
Get a degree ( in anything)
Marry your college sweet heart
Work in your chosen career field for 2-4 years
Have a baby
Become a stay at home mom
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I have seen this countless times and it makes me insane some days. It makes me feel inadequate for not doing as so many of my friends have done. I mean why can’t I be married, why did I have to do step # 6 before all of the rest. Why didn’t I listen to my mother about my son’s father?...

I thought that he would be “The One” …HA!...he showed his signs long ago but being 17 I didn’t take heed. Hell at 23 I didn’t want to believe the signs. I thought having a baby and finally getting our own would “change” him. So naïve…

Although I would love to be married I am happy I didn’t settle like other people I know. I couldn’t imagine being in an unhappy marriage. I don’t know how people do it.

There are times when I get sad about being single but then I remember that I want to be happy in whatever relationship I choose to be in and chill the hell out. It gets hard but I know one day My Prince will come…lol…Yeah I watch too many Disney movies but some dude , somewhere is waiting for Peachy and when I find him, I won’t let go, unless he’s nuttier than squirrel sh*t then I am cutting him loose with the quickness…lol…