Don't be a dog, save a puss today !

Hello darlings.  I have been rowing against the current and doing a ton of things that haven't been as fun as sharing stories with you good looking people.  I have missed you.  I tried to answer everyones emails personally over the last few months and as I said in each of those, I am not gone for good just on a hiatus.   Still deep in the middle of real world shark infested undertow, it's really nothing more than what we all do everyday, but right now I have had to focus the majority of my energy in the boring grey landscape of the real world instead of on here with you indigo ultraviolet glitter slinging darlings.

So what brought me back to write this post today?



Well it came to my attention Tuesday.  About 5 weeks ago, we were adopted by a litter of kittens that were more like teenagers.  It became clear that the actual owners had no interest in them and the mother of the cat that had them was suspected pregnant again and would attack them.

You guys already know I have my 9 yr old black lab rescue Mei, and the Dalmatian rescue named Loki who had multiple surgeries after he had his pelvis crushed and his femur dislocated and fractured.  Then of course the evil 8 year old Feral cat named Dante who has made it her lifes mission to hate me and tear up or use anything that belongs solely to me as her person restroom.  ( she also hacked my facebook and when I outed her on this very blog read here, she retained the best legal council and sued me for slander). Needless to say our pet plate was already over capacity as you can see in this picture.

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and THEN........................................

BAM 4 new very attentive and playful abandoned kittens show up.  I knew they were WAY to old to be prime candidates for adoption if we took them to a shelter.   Even though I am  a dog person,  they didn't ask for this, and I couldn't drop them off where I knew they would end up being behind bars for life or even worse, put down.  If you doubt me  watch this video of them that keeps us entertained when the cable is out.

The downside, 4 more mouths to feed, and the mere mathematical fact that 4 cats will be 12 cats in 4 months, which will turn into 46 cats in 9 months. We were trying to find solutions.

So I contacted the Humane Society of South Mississippi even though it was an entirely different county. There's not much as far as choice. Via a series of emails and phone calls, we were able to get the 4 strays spayed and neutered.  It was at that point that the universe  broke into a deep smile which caused all the stars to align.

This shelter, not even in my county, has taking in 39 pets this week from a horrible hoarding situation.  They were overwhelmed from Katrina and worked years to reunite thousands of pets with their families.  They turned no one do, even when there was no electricity or running water for over a month.  Then factor in the oil spill.  Everyone on the coast has been repeatedly slammed time and time again, yet they have figured out how to barely keep their heads above the water with the help of volunteers and donations.  They are warriors for those with no voice.  It's pretty amazing.

Yet they helped us by helping those strays.  How, I don't know but they pulled off some magic.

While there I found out they along with the rest of  the world was in the running for a $20k grant from the ASPCA.  The way to vote was go to the website, click on contest, and highlight MS- South Mississippi Humane Society by clicking on it,  then entering your email and captcha hit enter.  In a little bit, you will get an email to confirm your vote and you have to click on the confirm link in that email otherwise it doesn't count.

Yesterday I found out about it.  I logged on, and they were in 4th place of the entire planet.  WOW !  Hello and MEOW!  our little bitty gulf is in 4th?  Mind boggling.  Also this means if I can get them 6k to 7k votes by 2pm on Monday they will get the much much needed grant.



Here is the link-

A) You can click HERE to be taking to the ASPCA voting link.

B)  click on MS- South Mississippi Humane Society, then enter your email and the catpcha and submit, each email address you have can vote 1 time per day.

C) whatever emails you used, make sure you check them and then click on the link in the email so your vote gets counted.

D)  PLEASE ASK YOUR FRIENDS, FAMILY, TWEET, FACEBOOK IT. WHATEVER  pass on the word, the contest ends at 2pm on Monday October 31.  we are 6k away from 1st place.  I have begged enough now I present animal begging.

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Here's the link again in case you forgot or don't want to scroll back.

I promise it's so easy a Peach could do it.   Remember you can vote daily until Monday at noon, and we are in third place, needed 6k votes in 4 days.  I have faith in you guys.  NOW GO DO IT !

xo

PEACH OUT

( if you don't have the time, you can email me at beingpeachy@gmail.com  send me your email address, I will vote for you, and you will just get an email to click the link to approve your vote. )

Vote - or don't maybe.

Dude that title has nothing to do with the post, haha,  see there.  BAM I totally got you thinking I was going to write something political.  Face it,  every politician is a corrupt dirt bag and we are just voting for what we hope is the lessor of the evils.   But really go vote today because if you don't well then you can't bitch and moan and we all know how the internet was built for  people to sit around with 1/2 information and just bitch and moan.  Then your blog and facebook would turn into recipes and  music reviews because you really couldn't talk about shit since you didn't vote.

Exemption rule-  if you are completely uneducated about the candidates except for what you read on a a political website, saw fly across your twitter feed, or were only exposed to main stream media.  Do NOT go out and vote.  I would prefer anyone taking on that responsibility actually had a clue as to what they were doing. So stay home or spend the day at Star bucks figuring out what drink sounds the coolest to order but for the love of baby cheeses don't step into the polling booth.

Crap, this post turned into a voting post.  Shit it was supposed to be about my awesome friends and stuff I suck so hard electrolux called and wants to know my secrets.

Sorry. I did a political post completely by accident.  I swore off politics and religion long ago when I realized both were so corrupt yet amazingly pious. 

If it's any consultation I have been doing a lot of guest posting lately, this means my drivel is spreading across the web like that Ebola in Out break.  Which I guess makes me the monkey.  Wait what political party is the monkey. Shit.  Now I probably shouldn't vote.




xo


PEACH OUT

why I want to win

http://www.babble.com/mom/work-family/top-50-twitter-moms-nominate-favorites/index.aspx

10 Reasons I want to win this contest
( and by win I totally mean anything above placing  250th out of 252 entries)
                                            

1. When they did the editors top 50 pick, there were some monumental people on there.  People who have been on Opra, Today Show, GMA, Martha Stewart, and The View.  I sat in awe thinking damn I will never been in a group of people like that.  All in all it's probably a good thing I wasn't on that " super star I shit skittles" editors pick list.  Then I thought shit, if I was, my shirt would pop open, pantyhose would run, contact would fall out and I would trip getting to the set.   I fall a LOT, it's never pretty. Gum would fly out of my mouth and get stuck in the hair of the news person interviewing me or my satalitte connection would be so bad I would have that dreaded dead air of doom shit going on. Also I don't kiss ass well, so chances are I would call someone a stupid shitard with the personality depth of a eye dropper. There would also be a greater than zero probability of a wardrobe malfunction that would make Janet Jackson's incident look like something off the wiggles.

2- Then late Thursday Afternoon I found out I had been nominated for the Peoples Choice version of the top 50.  By Holly at MidWesternMamah.  I was ranked 138 but still honored there were around 185 nominees.  Without realizing I only had 1 vote a day I voted for someone other than myself. Why?  Because they are a better writer.  But within 4 hours I moved into the top 30.  


3- This is the top 50 Moms on Twitter-  but there are a couple dudes ahead of me. ( although I love their blogs and tweets) . They do not now nor ever have been is possession of a Uterus and are not to my knowledge a "Mom" ( even though they are pretty kick ass Dads), so that's kind of a kick in the throat, considering I get PMS, cramps, and had 3 kids which kind of means I am indeed a "MOM". Including the 58 days I laid in the hospital in labor with a pump in my leg and my stomach looking like a Randall McNally road map from all the scars. I don't mind, other than it's a 50 awesome MOMS of Twitter contest, and I am pretty sure they are implying you should indeed leave the penis at the door and know the drama of a breast pump or tampon. Kind of embarrassing to all us actual MOMs to get our child birthing asses handed to us by a dude.

4- You know how every year at homecoming there are the 4 super popular girls that win everything and they are shoe ins for Home Comming Court. Then out of the blue pops the one that represents the majority, the average chick, aka the sacrificial lamb put forth to triumph forever in the halls of average people shame or fame.  That's me.  I am You, the every girl. No fame. No Pride just me. Honestly I would pick the hall of fame instead of Hall of Shame so please vote for me.

5- Every day I plunk out a minimum of 2 blogs,  1- BeingPeachy the cheery side ( where my server crashed today, perfect fucking timing thank you. ) and 2- The Pits the down to earth and possibly NSFW side( where you are at right this second).  I guest post a couple times a month when asked by other bloggers, and always try to support the newer people, because well, that's how I roll. Some people write 1 article a week and tweet it over and over, and fb post it over and over, and you wonder.  "Self, are they writing somewhere else or did they forget their log in passwords to admin".  On the same token I am a big fan of quality -vs- quantity, especially when it comes to twitter followers.  But I always try to bring it in almost every post.

6-I seriously need an auto glass repair/replacement sponsor. I am willing to pretty much pimp myself and my blogs  out like a $5 crackwhore to get my minivans windshield repaired after the #kayakincident  that happened at the end of the #infamouscampingtripof2010.  ( click here if you need more info). ( but you can't click there because my friggin server is down right now) I can only think being near the top kabillion in this contest may be something I could put on the table with a marketing person thus giving me a fighting chance to at least get a tube of super glue. ( but probably not since my freaking server is down)

7- Y'all, I am just a dork, in yoga pants that are a size too small, with a pony tail, sitting in front of her broken and duct taped lap top, FREAKING BEGGING asking you to vote for her.

8-Me placing well would be a multi cultural victory sort of like if Benetton made a come back.  I am a redhead of scottish, irish, spanish and blackfoot Indian decent. Born in Thailand, and married a Choctaw/Cherokee indian and between us we produced blonde haired blue eyed children. For shit sakes yall I should just change my name to America because I am a genetic melting pot.

9-I don't use 4 square,  shred heads, couch to 5k or blip fm on my twitter.  This fact alone should catapault me into the top 25 because if people use these things no matter how much I love them. I don't care that they have the most check ins at Yougart Kingdom or they ran 3 miles that day and it felt great.   Honestly do I tweet lazyboy2potty posts?  No.  If I tweet that I ran, you can bet there was a fire, a sale or a police chase, otherwise I am not running and definitely not tweeting it. I also don't flood twitter with out of focus pictures of my dog, yard, a random snail or a fucking sunflower. Seriously people all sunflowers look alike, however all babies don't. Just saying.

10- Dear Mr. Babble 50-, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Friday in voting for @IamThePeachy1 for whatever it was we did that brought us here. But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...and an athlete...and a basket case..a princess...and a criminal.Does this make you want to vote? Sincerely yours, the Peachy1.



So that's it,  I didn't pull a pity card, I didn't name drop and I didn't offer odd favors.  Which is probably why I suck at politics.  I was however once elected to a small local community board to which I took great pride. Obviously they didn't do background checks either and they never accepted my nomination for people to thumb wrestle to settle huge debates. ( snotty politicians)


If I do by some fluke win ( or even come in the top 10 ) I make you these campaign promises.

1- a Chicken in every pot
2- No new taxes
3- All my meetings will be broadcast on CSPAN
4- Everyone will be able to see Russia ( or Mexico or Canada) from their backyard.
5- I will not have sexual relations with that woman.

Thanks for your time and possibly your vote.  You rock.

ThePeachy1