The day before Thanksgiving
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 Sorry I havent been writing that much lately. I had a little bit on my mind. The day before Thanksgiving me and my Sister kinda fell out. I love my Sister dearly, and I hate the fact that I got really, really, really upset with her. To the fact where, when it was time for ALL of my family members to come over to my house on Thanksgiving, I left and went to the movies to see 2 shows. I didnt even want to be home when she came over. I never did this before, my parents were really shocked and disappointed with me a little. They did have a good time without me, which is good.
 What happened was the day before when I made dinner for 50 people with my feeding the homeless dinners, my sister was over, and after we had made the plates and were waiting to pass them out, she wanted one of my sectional plates that we had left over for the homeless project. Everyone knows how I feel about things that has been donated to me. I put them up and use them for the next year. All of these things are donated to me, and I want all of it to go to just that. I had plenty of things this year and some were left over, next year I plan to feed 75-100 people .
Well after we had made all 50 plates instead of my sister asking for a plate thats in my cabinet to use she insisted on using one of the donated plates. She was going over to my dad’s house and she needed a plate. I tried explaining to her, I will ACOMMONDATE you with a plate, but NOT one of the plates that were donated. She didnt want to hear that, she figured that since I didnt use all of them, that she could have one. My issue is this, if I tell you naw boo, Im not going to let you have one of the donated plates because I dont see that its fair to those donated, why not take from the cabinet? Why do we have to argue in front of others who are here helping me? Why? You are my sister you should respect what Im doing and just got another plate. A BETTER ONE AT THAT!!! What really made me angry is I started thinking about all the things that I would go out and by for my gurls group and she would ask for the chips, or the juice and candy I have for them. She looks at it as if I can buy more, and were not going to * miss* what she ate. That just took me over the edge thinking about it. She in my opinion doesnt respect my stuff. She feels that I can replace the stuff, and that I wouldnt miss it. She dont get the whole point. I truly believe that if someone gifted me with $12,000 for my gurls group, and she was facing foreclose she would feel that I should LOAN her the money so that she can keep her house. Thats how she is. But Im not that way. Donated things are donated things. I just dont feel right mismanaged things that Im in charge of. We have talked since this, she came over to get something, but at the same time we havent talked about this. Things will fall in place, it’s just that she needs to respect my things. When she come over she can get anything she wants from me. Dont ask me anything just get it * as far as going in my fridge, and things like that.* My nieces and nephews too, this is their house as well. They already know. Just please pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee when it comes to my gurls group food, goodies, money, and my homeless people things, DONT ASK ME FOR IT, PERIOD AT ALL. LOL I love my baby Sister with her spolied self! God bless
Well, Im off to bed. Good Night!
Feeding the Homeless for Thanksgiving
Wow, what can I say? This year’s Cree’s Feeding the Homeless for Thanksgiving went so well. It was an amazing day for all of us. We fed 50 people this Thanksgiving and next year its going to be even bigger. So many of my family and friends got involved, they donated food, money, time and their support for my second annual. I can even explain the looks on their faces when we arrived. It get dark here in Detroit about 5ish and we had just missed the day light. They were so happy that we thought of them, and they were so Thankful and grateful. I wish that we had more to give that day, but Im going to take one year at a time. We drove around downtown Detroit, and it wasnt hard at all to find 50 people. The homeless shelters are over crowded and people were sleeping on the streets. They had lots to eat, drink, and munch on when we were done with them. I wanted to take photos, but it was not the right time to do that. The atmosphere wasnt right at all. I would love to do this at least 2 times a month.
This is my dream to this for them. I have had this on my heart for so many years. People think Im crazy when I say I want to sleep outside for a night with them, to listen to their stories and testimonies of their life. I rather be around then any day than to deal with the people who have money that come through my line. These homeless people appreciate things, they are grateful. If people can look into my heart and into my mind they would understand why feel the way I do. Feeding the homeless, working with the young gurls/kids/ and assisting the seniors this IS MY LIFE. I do want to do anything else!!! I love to travel, and fly, and spend time with my self, daughter, friends, family. This is who I am in this life. Helping people. I live good, I eat good, I have money to go shopping and buy nic nacks, my home is nice, I am truly blessed. Im not complete unless Im helping someone else. Giving is the best thing you could ever do. I use to be selfish and people would tell me this all the time. I hated to hear this, but I felt that if I keep giving then I want have anything. That is sooooooooooooooooo not true. I have more, and more to share.
This Christmas, I’m feeding the seniors at my dad’s Senior building. I told him to gather at least 10 people, and Im bringing them all a plate of GOOD FOOD!!!
If I could do it all over again…
Day 2 of 4 days off started off just right. Got up this morning made some Collard greens, pork chops, and corn bread. My favorite dinner ever. I probably can down a whole pot of greens for real. lol Sitting here in my night-gown looking so wild, but its all good because I am home and Im feeling good about that.Â
When Im alone sometimes I like to think about what I would have done differently growing up. I remember always wanting to be a secretary because I love to write, and I had a connection with anything stationary. When Neisha was in preschool I would volunteer at her school for the half day she was in class. Then when she went to Kindergarten the school offered me a job as a noon hour aide. I stayed there until she was in 5th grade. There is where I connected with children. The kids who were *bad* really challenged me to see if I can make them good. lol  Daily it became a job that I loved to hug the children, and talk to them one on one. Some of them needed that attention. They craved it. Then there were some, who you could tell got plenty of love at home. I just loved and adored those children. When they would see me coming into their class to relieve their teacher so that she could go to lunch, they knew we would have fun. First off I learned , I had to be firm but nice. Kids detect a teacher who would let them get away with anything. One day recently while I was working, one of my OLD students ran up to me and started hugging me, CRYING, telling me how much I meant to her while she was growing up. She especially loved my hugs I would give them daily. She said that her and her best friend FELL OUT because they were arguing over who *play mother* I was. lol We both laughed at that. lol I was sooooooo amazed at how much effect I had on her. I never knew that. She has to be about 25 or 26 NOW. She kept telling me how much she loved me. It make me think when I had bad days at work, did she take notice. I wonder how that effected her? Many days the smile on their faces is what got me through. Children bring you joy.
Which brings me to this next topic. When I was pregnant with Neisha, I was so mean and so unhappy to her dad that I didnt get a chance to enjoy being pregnant. I just love when I see photos of couples pregnant and the dad is holding the woman by her stomach. 
 I believes it strengthens the relationship and it’s sexy!! I wish that I could have enjoyed this kinda bond. I think about it all the time. 
I can’t wait to see Tyler Perry take a pose like this with his wife. I have several photos in a frame expressing black love. My favorite is Diddy and Kim Porter photo shoot when she was pregnant with the twins. If I could do it all again, I would take photos of me and my husband all day. LOL
Be blessed!
Neck, 2012
Lord, Thank you for a wonderful day!!!Â
Hey People! I was working out at the gym and my neck and shoulders have been off the hook for about 3 weeks. What happened was, I woke up with a sore neck that was really bad that I couldnt hardly move it. So, Im like dang whats up with this? I went back after it was feeling much better, not gone, but better. I wanted to get on this abdominal machine, even tho the trainer told us clearly to stay away from this machine. First of all we are just starting out, and that machine wasnt the right one for us yet. So me…… being me………. wanted to get on it any way. I did. The next morning was neck was off the chain hurting!!! I stayed away from the gym again. Then I felt better went back and got on the same machine doing 50 lbs, 50 times!!! Omgggggggg. I was getting my nails done, and I remember the pain came to me. Before I knew it  I said dang….. what am I doing to make my neck sore. I heard God loud and clear……….. he said that machine the trainer told you to stay away from. I just couldnt believe it was that loud and clear. I love God. When I got home my neck, shoulders, and back was hurting so bad. Its been almost 2 weeks and my neck is just now feeling better. I really really really put a hurting on it, lifting all those weights while sitting down really messed me up. Not listening and doing what I want to do. UGHHHHHHHH.
Yesterday, I bought tickets to see Shaq play the Pistons before he retire. Yeaaaaaaaa, I been wanting to buy them for the longest. Plus I bought tickets to see Dwight Howard and the Orlando Majic!! I paid some $$$$$$$$$$$$ for these babies Whoooooooooo whoooooooooooooooo!! 2nd row from the FLOOR!!!
Tonight we went to see 2010 at the movies. And also I bought my ADVANCED ticket to see 
PRECIOUS NOV 22, 2009!
Im off to bed, talk to you all tomorrow. Have something to share.
Cree
From the mind of Lacrease…… for those who can handle it (1)
Today is one of those days where Im quiet trying to figure out where my head is about life. Got up this morning was suppose to go and work out, but me and Neisha went to bed around 5ish lol we were so sleepy. We had a plan. We said that we were going to set our phones @8am, go to the gym get on the treadmill for 30 minutes, then go to the grocery store. Come home and go back to sleep for a few hours. So we slept on the couch to keep from sleeping hard. Dont you know when that phone went off, we looked at each other and went back to sleep. LOL We were sleeeepy!!! I got up about 12, and I havent been back to sleep yet, but its 1:24 am and Im there!!!
I have a relationship with God that when he speaks to me I know his voice. Lately I have been really peed off by the media and how they really dog out Tyler Perry, Tameka Raymond, and now my Tweeter gurl Shaunie O Neal. It bothers me so bad, people dont know what others are going through. And I know this comes with the success. But why do people have to be so mean, and so into their business. If people take shots at celebrities who they don’t see, just imagine what they do to those who they do see. It’s really a shame and ignorant to Judge people so harshly as they do. Some of the articles Ive read, I know it has to be sad for God. And you know….. Im guilty myself.
 Yesterday I was so angry at this guy on Twitter that I posted something to him very mean, then I blocked him. Someone else read it and reposted something to me. At that point I knew that I was out-of-order. I made a promise to myself that I wouldnt post anything negative to anyone, just because I don’t like what they’ve said about someone. Im tired I can’t and dont have the time to post to everyone who doesnt see what I see in a Tyler Perry movie, or who constantly diss Tameka Raymond for divorce. I can’t do that any longer. I have so many things in my life that I can spend that time on, and if the post bothers me Im just going to click out of the window no matter how bad I want to post. Im finding myself acting JUST LIKE THEM…….. and thats a NO NO!!! OH NO. I will not behave that way again. Im not proud of some of the things that Ive posted, I can’t take it back, but I can show myself some respect, and self-control by moving on. So thats a what Im going to work on with God’s help.Â
Last night I had a dream that the guy who molested me was out of jail, sitting next to me on a bench. I noticed that it was him and I just looked at him. He’s a very dark-skinned man, but he seem lighter this time. He’s always had white teeth, in the dream he kept smiling at me saying… its been a while do you remember back in the day. And I was soooo nervous, I tried to ignore him. But he kept looking at me asking me questions about in the past and smiling just like a sexual predator UGHHHHHHH. I don’t ever had to worry about him because he’s locked up for GOOD!
Then FLASH FORWARD TO REAL LIFE, a long time friend told me that she married the guy who raped me when I was 17. Yes she MARRIED HIM!!!! MARRIED HIM! MARRIED! She doesnt know what he did to me. All I need is for him and her to come thru my line one day and I will probaly walk off my shift. He would remeber, but she wont have a clue. Ughhhh the site of him will make me turn purple probaly. He’s locked up and will be home soon. VERY SOON SMH
 Can you handle this….. I can’t 😦
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My other dream
Lately I have been having something on my mind and I just can’t shake it. I don’t know why God keeps laying this on my heart, but after a long nap, which will have me up all night, I feel that I have to share this with you all. For those who were on my yahoo 360 page, I posted this sometime ago, for some reason I can’t find it. So I decided to post it here for you all. I had this dream one night, that me and my daughter was about to cross this big big big big street. It looked like one of the streets here in Detroit, but it wasn’t. As we were walking down the block, to get to this big street. All of sudden it started getting dark, I mean real dark. The skies were turning black, and it started raining and storming. As I looked up at the sky, I knew something was happening that wasn’t normal. I thought about what God said would happen in the last days, and that the sky was going to crack. Me and Neisha knew right away what time it was. People were driving their cars in this big street wondering what was going on, asking each other questions. Some people knew what time it was, but a lot of them didn’t. I heard God say grab Neisha’s hand and run across the street, the world is at the end. I had taught her about God while she was growing up, and so she had already known about this time coming. I grabbed her hand and we ran across the street to this underground tent or something. When we got there, people were there asking each other “whats going on” what happened. So, for some reason God told me to be in charge. . He said tell them to “Wake up and they will be saved. So I told them what he said. At that point in the dream. I KNEW that I WAS DREAMING. He said to tell them to wake up, and he said those that would wake up, a bubble will pop over their heads, and that mean they were saved. I was telling them what God had said, and I was going to make sure that people were popping out Where ever they were standing around listening to me, that’s where the bubble burst over their heads. So after people were popping out, I told Neisha, I said pop out before me, so that I can know you are saved. So she popped out. After time was passing, I went on and popped out. Which woke me up out of my dream. So, I woke up in the middle of the night. EYES WAS THIS BIG QQ!!! I kid you not!!. I walked around my house, thinking what in the world just jump off in my dream Lord!!! It was so real, that I couldn’t stop pacing the floor. My living room was pitched dark, and here I am thinking about this dream. All of a sudden I said God, I got to go back in there and see what happened to those other people. I knew Neisha had popped out, but I needed to see what happened to those other people. So, I said God please, please let me go back into this dream to check on these other people. So I laid back down on the couch and guess what? God let me go back into the dream .
 When I got there, I saw people looking funny, standing in their same spots. So, I said what happened? I told yall to pop out, because that’s the only way yall are going to be saved. They looked at me with this look of horror and said……………….. WE CANT WAKE UP.
I felt bad, but I had to go. My baby and loved ones was waiting on me. I said to them. WELL I’M OUT! And that’s when I woke up. Ever since I was younger, I always had this thing of being left behind. I didn’t understand it then, but I do know as to how it defines who I am today. If my mom said: “I need for you to be dressed and at the door by 5pm”. All of a sudden this feeling of “Can’t get left” would come over me. I have had this feeling all my life. To get left and to even think about getting left behind, gives me the creeps. If I have to stay up all day and all night not to miss a deadline. I will. And to this day, when I think/want to do something not pleasing to God. I go back to that and ask myself is doing the wrong you want to do is worth “Getting left”. And the answer is NO!!! LOL In my mind cant nothing top “getting left”.
Hey,
Have you ever wanted something to happen so bad for you, and when it did happen, you didnt believe it? It’s like while it’s happening for you, you cant believe it so you sabotage it, and you say it’s not happening, you say to yourself this cant be real. But deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep down inside…. you believe it. God tells you yes…. its true Lacrease, but still something inside of you just CANT believe it? I don’t know if I wanted it to happen so bad that when it did I was blind to it? No matter what the person said that rang so true it , I still couldnt allow myself to fully believe it.
Inside the mind of cree 