Mountains are Real: Just like my Fantasies

Well…I made it back safe and sound from the West coast.

My trip to see Raycita graduate was nothing short of heavenly. I had never been to California before and I’m glad I was blessed to be able to take the trip. In the midst of my 3 hour flight from Dallas I thought to myself, “Damn this hoe live far!”

When I got there it was a little after 10 Pacific time which meant it was already after midnight in my time zone. Marsha was there too, looking sleepy because she lives on the East coast and her body was experiencing the burn of a 3 hour time difference.

Raycita didn’t care. She was krunk because she was FINALLY graduating from law school. As soon as I hopped into her car at the airport she was like, “Ready to go out?” I laughed.

“Aight. I’m down.”

So we stopped by the hotel so I could freshen up and we got back in the truck for the 45 minute ride from San Jose to Oakland to go to a club called The Sky Box. When we got there the line was like…miles long and I know for a fact I wasn’t about to stand in anyone’s line so we marched right to the front and I let Raycita do her thing.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably more like 15 minutes, Raycita handed me a ticket and we walked in free of charge.

The club was sooo nice! I really liked the layout. The DJ was great. The women were cute. And the guys were pretty…short…but they actually DANCED. I was blowed. Men from Miami DON’T DANCE. It’s a rule. But these guys did…And it wasn’t really that sweet, pop your fingers cuz I’m on the down low, Atlanta type dancing. Somebody said they were Hyphy or something. Whatever. I enjoyed them.

We made our way back to San Jose and fell asleep. The next morning Marsha and I hopped up to get ready for graduation and when we got to the campus I felt like I was in some white college movie. The school was so beautiful! I yelled out 3-0-5!!!! as Raycita walked across the stage and she shook her head.

Her mom was there and her brother and two of his sons. I enjoyed them all. Next we went to dinner and I got to do some of my icebreakers while we waited for the food. I led them in a game of 2 Truths and a Lie where everyone takes turns making three statements about themselves. Two have be true statements and one has to be a lie. The other participants must guess which statemen is a lie.

As an example I said, “Ok, here’s my first statement: I was a model….” As my voice trailed off, I heard giggles.

Raycita spoke up, “Um… Tee, the boys said, ‘They already know what the lie is!'”

I almost fell on the floor laughing!

After that we went back to the hotel to change and drive to San Francisco to go to the Pier 39 and take the bay tour. Oh my gosh! San Francisco is so beautiful! I fantasized about moving again for a moment. I saw the “Everywhere you look… there’s a heart” houses. I saw the TROLLEY! There was a man hiding behind a bush and when people would walk by…he would shake the bush at them, scaring them! LOL! There was also a man dressed like a dog and all of hs dogs had costumes too. Marsha took pictures with them.

We took the Bay tour and saw the Golden Gate Bridge which is actually red. I wonder why they call it Golden? We also saw the ROCK, you know, that prison that was in the middle of the water and no one has ever escaped. It was cold as hell on that water!

The best part about that tour was being able to see all of the houses sitting on the mountainside. Ya’ll! I had never seen MOUNTAINS before! And they build their houses on the mountainside! Right on the side! Like them bitches ain’t gonna just slide off! Hell naw….

When you’re driving around the city you can see the mountains in the distance. They look like paintings, it’s so beautiful! I was over here worried about Raycita and she’s living it up!

While I was down at the Pier I walked by a lady who said, “Can I give you a sample palm reading?” I always wanted to do that but I was afraid of these people having evil spirits or something but now that I don’t live a life of fear, I decided that I’d do it just for fun.

Marsha was pissed. She even screamed at me, “How much money are you giving to SATAN?”

I rolled my eyes.

Dude..It’s just for fun. Live a little….

~sigh~

I actually wrote down everything she said to me so I could share it with you. Whether it’s true or not… It was so wild hearing these positive words from a total stranger.

I held out my palm and she looked at the lines.

You will have a long life and you will die peacefully in your sleep.

You’re stuborn but you have a good heart and you always try to do the right thing.

I see 2-3 kids around you. I don’t know how they will come into your life, they may be stepkids or adopted but there wil be 2-3.

You recently made a big move. It may have been a new job or new place and you were scared at first because you didn’t know if it was the right decision. Well… It is. This is the place for you.

I see that you have a strong desire for love but you don’t really believe that it will happen for you. You don’t believe it at all, but it will. You will have love.

Your soulmate is already around you, but you already know that. Just take it step by step and it will happen just as it’s supposed to.

Your career goals are to open a small business. “I do NOTHING on a small scale,” I interrupted her. She ignored me and continued. Your business will flourish and the rest of this year will go fine but by this time next year you will be exactly where you want to be.

Also…I see you have a Guardian Angel around you protecting you night and day and guiding you. You hear a voice and you think it’s you but it’s your Angel and it’s good that you listen to what it is saying.

Today I called Anna and read her the list and she said, “I coulda told you all that!” I laughed and she continued, “But isn’t it fun to hear it from someone who doesn’t know you. I believe it all.”

The wildest part about my trip was the difference in spirit of my two friends whom I have known since 1998 when we met their freshman year of college.I noticed a difference in Marsha’s spirit the last time I went to Miami and I couldn’t quite understand the root of it. She’s a bit more edgy. A bit less soft and sweet. She actually ranked/jonesed/cracked/made fun of me during this trip and I don’t recognize that as part of her personality and it honestly upset me because I felt like I had to be combative in return and all I really want to do is bless and praise. I don’t understand why there’s a shift like that but I don’t like it. I already argue enough with Dianna but that’s just how we do it..and I know there’s no love lost.With Marsha, I feel like there may be some underlying issue that is unresolved. If so, I wish she would talk to me about it.With Raycita. Her spirit was much more quiet than I have ever seen it. Raycita is from MIAMI. And one of the things I loved about her was that she was a true MIAMI GIRL, complete with anklet, tattoo on her back, head full of weave and a MIAMI ATTITUDE. But this Raycita was not that girl.This Raycita was…sweet. I was blowed! She didn’t utter a harsh word or cause a fuss. She just seemed happy that things were going smoothly and she seemed so at peace. I almost cried because she hugged me TWICE. TWICE! Raycita doesn’t hug. I felt so loved…I couldn’t take it. I wanna see her again…really soon.All in all… when I got back on the plane to head back to Dallas I smiled and thought, “I’m ready to go home.” I really like Dallas. I like who I am here. I like what I’m doing here. I like driving around in this city. Everyone in my office is gone on the cruise. Well, no one in my department is but most of the other departments are gone. Today my office mates and I drove around town, the veteran was showing us the sights and took us to an internet cafe. Since both my younger co worker and I are new to Dallas my other office mate has planned activities to show us around town. I’m sure my Director asked her to do that.Either way…I’m grateful.I spoke to Donovan today. He’s going to write a Father’s Day article for the site. He told me about his trip to Paris and Africa with Ashley. Yes, he is now engaged. But he didn’t propose to her in Paris. It turns out he proposed a week and a half before they went because he says, “Tomorrow is not promised. I wanted her to know that I love her and I want her to be my wife and I was tired of waiting around and hiding so I woke her up at about 2 in the morning one night and I asked her to marry me. She said yes and then went back to sleep.”I wrinkled my nose. I guess that could be seen as romantic because he just couldn’t wait another minute but…damn…its about the story she gets to tell to all of her friends… Uh…he woke me up, slipped the ring on my finger and we went back to sleep. LOL!Donovan is truly unique.My Director sent me an email forward about how my old boyfriend Nick Cannon proposed to his girlfriend. I thought it was a bit over the top but sweet nonetheless. ~sigh~ I wonder how Kanye is going to propose to me. Ofcourse it’ll be in public because I love attention but I want it to be meaningful and not just a show for the world. I don’t need a HUGE ring, although it has to be more than a carat because my fingers are big.~shakes head~Here I go again in my imaginary world with my imaginary boyfriend… I need to stop.Plus the fact that today my heart was hurting…get this…because the Prez went on the cruise and I missed him. Yeah…don’t kill me. I’m a fantasy freak nerd in love with two men who ain’t paying me a lick of attention or even know that I exist. I can’t help it. I try not to be like that but I can’t help it. It’s not like I see him around the office on a daily basis or anything but…I guess I just liked knowing he was aroundI can’t wait for him to get back so I can ignore him some more!