introductions

the phone is ringing...fabric flying everywhere,old employees dismally shaking their heads ,the youngers quietly earnestly (or trying to look) busy at work......amidst all this im wondering if my spell check is working while typing in....dont want to look-sound like a total fool in my first ever blog.
well, why hrh-ss@blogspot.com, a) because i did'nt get ss@blogspot.com and b)HRH stand for HER ROYAL HIGHNESS.....thats what my friends jokingly call me after a few drinks or when they have no other punching bag around....
i have no royal habits,hmmmm except clothes,shoes and bags....i own 225 pairs of shoes,countless clothes and innumerous bags,i have a seperate room for such, but one cannot have too many of them.....as a designer these are in just modest proportions......well ,other than that.....i eat with absolutely no sense of table manners...i slouch and i wave my hands violently in excitement whenever i see a familiar face,i'm over friendly....i sleep with my mouth open....i have no sense of grammer and use punctuation marks as commonly as salt.....well in long -No royal habits...
I blame my father for the title.....not that there is anything wrong with the title ,but,its just annoying when one knows its one of those silly nicks which u get stuck with and has no meaning whatsoever....why i blame dad???... because he owns this small piece of property up in the hills , far far away....our little piece of heaven the view is just amazing, the air is pure,the water tastes better,the stars are brighter the moon is more handsome etc etc etc......and i happened to mention this to ms with most enthusiasm.....i was just about to start describing the lake on our land and m blurts out HRH....he didnt stop there,any get together he would add spice to it and tell everyone....which was always followed by so much laughter that my protests would get drowned in them...and hence the title stuck....