Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Strangers in the Night...

I was out of town this last week on business and one night I was standing waiting for the hotel elevator, heading back to my room. I find myself standing next to this very attractive man. His eyes were sky blue, his hands were amazing and he was a half & half like me! He turned and looked down at me (NO I wasn't on my knees! I'm only 5'2...so you know he had to look down cuz he was... taller)

Anyway, he smiled, and said "hello...". I of course being slightly shy, smile back and say my hello. We start talking, and all of a sudden he's telling me how cold his room was last night... me being totally clueless, start talking about the actual weather in general. We continue to talk in the elevator. Finally we get to his floor, he steps a little closer and says "It was very nice to meet you RevRee, maybe I'll see you again?..." I again flash my eyes up at him and smile, saying "Yes, I'd like that..." He walks off to his room.

Now I know what you're all thinking..."WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU ASK HIM OUT FOR A DRINK OR SOMETHING!!!???" Well, here's the deal, I'm stupid!

The next day, I'm standing in the hotel lobby talking on my phone with one of my chick friends. I was actually telling her about the attractive guy. All of a sudden, I see the guy, again! He's walking towards the door of the hotel, luggage in hand waiting for a cab.

I start freaking out, my friend "Sue" starts telling me I need to go talk to him. I keep saying "NO!, NO!" She finally says "Listen, I'm not hanging up this phone until you walk right up to that man and say something!!!" Finally I rustle up enough courage to walk up to him, hand him my business card with my little shaking hand. I say something really stupid like "ummm, I...I...I just thought I'd give you my card..." *LONG PAUSE* I just stand there with this blank look on my face, my cell phone in hand, WITH "Sue" still on the line!! He gives me this really big grin and says "Thank you RevRee, I...I have to catch my plane, but I hope to talk to you again..." and then the music started

"Watching every motion in this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion somewhere there's a love in flames Turning and returning to some secret place inside Watching in slow motion as you turn my way..."

Like that, he was gone.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Awkward Moment #27

The other day at work I was heading to the ladies bathroom (to powder my nose) and all of a sudden I find someone is following me. I'm thinking to myself "God, I hate when I have someone walking right behind me. Oh well, that's alright, I'll just lose them once I turn this corner and head to the "lue"..."

Well, that didn't work. That someone right behind me was also a female heading to the bathroom as well. Right as I walk in, she's up behind me, giggling and saying "you must be headed to the bathroom too, RevRee *giggle*..." I of course being the cute sweet girl that I am respond "*giggle* yeah, isn't that amazing!"

Ok, that was slightly awkward, but not too weird, right? The real awkward part comes when that said someone continues to have a conversation while I'm trying to pee! I'm in my private little stall she's in hers and she's talking aloud to me. I'm thinking "do I pee now? or wait until she shuts up? Oh god, what if I have to poo too???"

Finally, she stops talking! Now what do I do? Do I pee NOW? or do I wait until she leaves? What if she never leaves????

Man, that was an awkward moment!

Sunday, March 19, 2006


Have you ever found yourself rushing to get ready for work, walking out your front door, taking that first step down the stairs, missing them entirely and falling to the ground?

Only to get up to make sure no one saw you. Hoping there's no cameras in sight, no small children laughing at your expense or some hot guy walking by while you were so damn clumsy to fall down 2 steps....

No, I haven't either. I was just wondering...

Saturday, March 18, 2006


Bob Jones University Sucks

A friend of mine and his fiancee were kicked out of this so called "college", for breaking a so called "rule". THAT rule being, "No man shall pick up a female in his car no matter what." (It doesn't matter if he's your fiancee, you're stranded in a dark ally, you're walking along side a busy highway, late for class or late for work)

Supposedly, she needed a ride from work to class so he picked her up. Because, they're both brain washed, she went and confessed her "Sin" to a teacher! After confessing their "sin", they were both kicked out of school. Just like that.

Don't panic! There's is hope folks! After a year of repentance and they've had time to think about what they did and how bad their "sin" was, they MIGHT be able to come back to BJU and pay another $14,000+ a semester year.

The place is full of useless, mindless, crazy rules. Extreme prejudice, closed mindedness, antisocial separatist, legalistic, brain washing propaganda. If someone like me were to go to that "college" (I never would), me being half & half, I'd HAVE to pick which "race" I am and I'd want to date. I wouldn't be allowed to date outside of that "race". If my skin were light enough, I could choose to date white or blacks, but not both. If my skin were too dark, I'd only get to date blacks.

I am a Christian, but BJU is why Christians today get such a bad wrap. I blame them! I'll tell you, if I were an employer and I heard someone went to BJU, I'd have some serious doubts about hiring them. That goes for anyone that I meet, who's gone there. I admit, I would prejudge them. (my own downfall on this matter)

The only reason I'm friends with someone who would actually go their in the first place, is because I've known him since I was 5 years old. (no excuse) I told him not to go there. Maybe I shouldn't even admit I know him?...HA

Wednesday, March 15, 2006


How are you suppose to let someone know how you feel about them? Why is it that a lot of women, most importantly, myself have a really hard time telling others how we feel? Especially when it's someone we really care for. We end up saying stupid shit, telling really stupid stories about ourselves in hopes of letting that person know us better. When in fact the story really wasn't a good one and you end up feeling even more unworthy and silly around him.

(This is all hypothetical of course. Listen, these types of things are real issues for women. This, is what goes though our minds. We're usually contemplating about something most of the time, either on what we can do or how we can fix it. Whether it be past, present or the future, we're thinkin' somethin'.)

Why do our words come out all jumbled or we just giggle like a little school girl, when trying to talk to that said someone. How do you stop this madness? I've been told that when you like someone, you should just tell them. But, damnit HOW THE HELL DO YOU "JUST" TELL THEM? Is there a script someplace or at least some type of guidelines book?

What if it comes out all wrong? What if that said someone doesn't want me? Do I HAVE to resort to the fact that I just have to take a chance and jeopardize my own insecurities so I can make my feelings known? I SAY, BULL SHIT!

I don't think I should have to put myself out there and possibly make a complete fool out of myself, only to hope that they will understand. Why can't they just read my mind? Or, better yet, why can't they just figure out the hints we women send and put 2 & 2 together. I mean After all, they're usually very clever hints and ANYONE could figure them out!...right?

Maybe you guys are playing with our minds? Maybe, just maybe, you do get the hints, but you think it's more fun to watch us squirm...If that's true, that's just plain evil and of Satan, AND you should be punished!

Saturday, March 11, 2006

I love a nice Pole er I mean Poll!

That's right everyone, I've added something new and exciting to my blog! If you scroll down, you'll see on my side bar that I've added a polling section. I thought it would be fun to get some audience participation going. I'll try my best to update the poll every few days. If you have any ideas for a good poll, or you're just a lover of a good pole please let me know!

Side Note: I've added a new blogger to my list.
Selfish Behinds the Scenes.

As always, this blogger has her very own unique point of view & style. I hope everyone will take some time to check out her blog

Thanks, and enjoy the pole!

Friday, March 10, 2006

I'm a horrible daughter!!!!!!!!!!!

Have you ever been so stressed out and really busy with life, that a week later you realize that you've forgotten your parents wedding anniversary? Well, that's what I've done. I completely, 100% forgot my parents 36th Wedding Anniversary.

I just so happened to call my parents this afternoon, I was talking to my dad, finally I ask "is mom there? He replies "mom who?..." I giggle (my dad always plays this game with me) I say " dad, you know my mother? The woman you've been married to for 35 years..." He says "You mean 36 years?..." I start screaming AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I'm so sorry!!!

My dad of course starts laughing as he says "yep, it's been the same date for 36 years!" I continue to make a fool out of myself as I keep repeating "I'm so sorry! Oh my gosh, I've never forgotten something like this before!" Finally my dad says, "here talk to your mother" My mom answers, I start screaming again AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I'm so sorry mommy!!! She starts laughing as she says "sweetie, it's ok, I promise, it's alright!!" I continue to say "I'm a horrible daughter. This has never happened to me before!" My mom is so cool, she again assured me that everything was just fine and their feelings weren't hurt.

Moral to this story boys and girls. Don't allow the stresses of life to get in the way of what really matters. Family, friends and enjoying life in general. Stay in school and don't do drugs!

We'll be right back after these messages...

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

You're gonna have to beg for it...

The other day I made a stop at the local Walgreen's pharmacy. Now, I have to admit I love this store. I mean who wouldn't like a store that's open 24 hours, you can buy shampoo, chips, pop, shoe laces or cough syrup all at one place!

Anyway, I stop at Walgreen's before making my way to work. As I walk in, I see they're having a sale on some starter hoodies, $10 each. I'm thinking to myself "Sweet, I love hoodies!" (don't you dare say a word about buying a hoodie at Walgreen's! I know some of you have bought some type of apparel there before too! Don't deny it) So, I begin to rummage through the piles and piles of hoodies trying to find just the right one. All of a sudden, some dude, who I guess was a store clerk, is standing right behind me.

I feel the presents of someone behind me, so I turn around. Just as I do so, I take a step back, as I'm a little startled. I ask him, "are these really only $10?..." he kinda gets this creepy smirk on his face saying, "They are, if you beg me for them..." I had a smile on my face, but right when he said that, the smile on my face was instantly gone. I just looked at him, I was slightly offended as well as totally not amused. I simply say, "Ummm, never mind..."
I turn back around, walking to the other side of the shelf and continue to browse. He stands there, staring at me with that creepy slight smirk on his face.

(Just a side note, the picture above is of hottie Vince Vaughn in psycho. NOT the perverted man whom asked me to beg. I was trying to go for a creepy picture...I hope you get the idea?)

I try not to make eye contact with this guy. I seriously think he was slightly crazy. Finally he makes this girlish giggle and walks off.

By this time, I feel dirty and I'm seriously creeped. I find the hoodies I wanted and make my way to grab a few other things I didn't need, but wanted. The whole time, I'm trying to figure out how I'm gonna get past this guy, seeing as he was the only one running a register. I linger around for awhile, thinking about making a mad dash for the door, throwing my money on the counter and screaming "KEEP THE CHANGE YA FUCKIN' FREAK!!!

Because I'm a wuss and too nice, I didn't do this. I, instead, slowly walk up to the register, lay my things on the counter and proceed to rummage through my purse trying to look as busy as possible. He grabs for my hoodies, while staring at me with that damn smirk. I could feel his eyes on me. Finally he says, "you're gonna have to beg for these before I can ring them up, darlin'..." I slowly take my hands out of my purse, look up right into his beady, hallow eyes and I say " listen, little man. I wouldn't beg for a damn thing from you let alone a fucking hoodie. Either ring my items up or I take your balls, cut them off, stuff them down your throat and ask you to beg me to stop, darlin'"

For what seemed like a few minutes, there was complete silence. All of a sudden, he begins to ring my items up. I hear him say quietly and slightly shaking "that will be $34.35 miss." I pay and say as I'm walking out the door, "Have a nice day"

Alright, alright, That isn't exactly how the story went. I didn't really tell the poor little man I'd cut off his balls and stuff them down his throat. But, I would have, had it been a rated R movie!

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Was it good for you?...

I've finally been DYCK'D!!! Although it did take place past the promised 48 hours. My part-time internets husband and good friend, Mighty Dyckerson has just DYCK'D me. As you can see, I've linked my DYCK'ING to the picture above. Please feel free to take a peek!

I know I've spent my last few blog posts talking all about getting a good DYCK'ING, but don't worry folks. It's finally happened so I can now get back to my quality blog posts that you've all come to love and adore.

Hell, actually, nothings going on in my life and I'm reaching for something to write about. BUT, I promise once something remotely exciting takes place in my life, you all will be the first...ok maybe second...ALRIGHT you'll be the third to know!

Friday, March 03, 2006

I've been Bitch Slapped and I'm about to get DYCK'D

About a month ago, one of my blog buddies, Blog Portland, posted on his site how he had been smacked. I thought it sounded kinda fun. So, I submitted my site for a review. The site is called I Talk 2 Much. Basically it's a group of mostly women ( I think one dude?) who call themselves Bitches. Let me tell you, they bitch slap the hell out of your blog, as they did mine! (If you're easily offended, I wouldn't suggest submitting your site, your little feelings might be hurt!)

If you click on the link, scroll down, you should find the review of my blog! I'm not sure if I agree with every thing that was said, but it was fun all the same. I also received 2 smacks, which I've noticed it pretty hard to come by!

I can't wait to get DYCK'D! Ha ha ha now, now! It's NOT what you think! Let me explain... I'm on the waiting list to get DYCK'D. My good friend and part-time internets husband, Mighty Dyckerson has started his own blog review.

He has a fresh new review style, you won't regret putting your blog up to the test! If you haven't submitted your blog yet, please consider doing so ASAP! Don't miss your chance to get DYCK'D. I know I never miss a chance to get DYCK'D! Hahah Ok, so maybe I enjoy saying DYCK'D, BITE ME!

Wednesday, March 01, 2006


If you took your last breath at 3pm tomorrow. What would be the one thing you would regret not doing?

I was asked this question the other day, and it got me thinking. What have I been doing with my life? Am I doing what I want? There's so many thing I still want out of life. Just because I don't have things like, a husband or children, that doesn't mean my life should be put on hold, until these things come. My grandfather is a very wise man and he always tells me "RevRee angel, don't just get by in your life. Live it!"He's absolutely right, damnit!

I'm going to be 28 this year. My career is going very well, I have a good group of friends, a nice home, life is good. Just because I don't have a man or babies, why should I feel like my life is wasting away?

Just because most of my childhood friends are now married with children, just because my younger cousins are married with freaking children, just because my 18 year old brother gets more action then me...I shouldn't feel like an old maid and a pathetic loser, right? RIGHT!!! I should shout it from the rooftop, I'M NOT PATHETIC!!!!

sometimes, we need to remind ourselves that we're alive and things really aren't that bad! As a single unattached person, I have all the possibilities in the world to do whatever I want, when I want!

Someone once said to me, "The only thing holding you back from doing the things you want and getting what you want out of life, is yourself" Wow, what a statement...the only reason I haven't traveled to Italy, seen the ocean or learned to drive a stick shift, is because I didn't just go out and do it! What keeps me from doing these things? I think it's a combo of fear, procrastination and self doubt. I don't want to fear anymore, I don't want to put things off anymore and I don't want to doubt myself anymore. I only have this life to live once, and I want to live my life to it's fullest!

It's getting late, I guess I'll start tomorrow...