Entry for June 01, 2007

Hey,

What\’s going on ? I miss you all, I know I havent been on here doing anything. You know how you just aint feeling it. Guess thats how I have been. I have been doing good tho, just got some things on my plate. Neisha graduate tomorrow with an Associates in Liberal Arts with Honors- Phi Theta Kappa. Im proud of her, I\’ll post photos next week.

I want to say hey to all my yahoo family. And I will chat with you all later………and read some blog entires.

I Love you all\’

Cree

Inside my head!

Hey yall whats up???
I haven’t been blogging much, I was sick with a cold for a coupla weeks. Ugh colds drive me crazy! I hardly ever get sick, but when I do, they break a sis-ta downnnnnnn! LOL Tonight I’m free styling blogging, means I’m writing about any and everything that Im thinking or that has happened all in one email.
First off my job! I am a cashier for Walmart. Did I say Star Cashier ( yeahhhhhh any………….way) They gave me a red vest that stands out, and a few buttons and called me a Star Cashier about 9 months into the job. Well that was cool for that time. But you know what? I really feel in my heart my season there is almost up. First off, Thank God I was called to the office and was told to go part time because of the days I requested off and that days I told them I cant work, they made me part time. I was upset about it at first, because that was how my bills are paid. But as soon as I said Lord, you already know that they had planned to do this to us ( many others too) you must have a way for me. Well, no sooner than the papers being signed. I have been blessed financially like I have never imagine, and now I only work 10-20 hrs a week! LOL And I love it!!!! So now Im sitting here thinking to myself. Ok God are you trying to tell Credog something? Why am I feeling in my spirit that its time for me to move on Lord. I never had this feeling before at Walmart. I love my job, the managers were OK, my coworkers are the BOMB, my car works well and I never have problems getting on time. I havent been wrote up, why since being part time I feel that its more to life than just this? I mean I really want to work with teens, and I want that to be my life!
So let me tell yall what happened. My niece Brittney is 15 and she has this school friend who is in a foster home……….also name Brittney. Well, my sister wanted me to meet her, so they came over and she is the sweetest gurl you could ever meet. Im like what is up with these parents??? This gurl is wonderful. Anyway………that evening she had to be back at the home at 8:00. I rode with my sister and niece to take her back, as we got into the gated community, I was like wow this is where you stay, its nice? I can see myself working here. I mean I was really feeling the atmosphere. So as she got out to get her things, I said let me meet the person who runs this place or the person on duty. She was like oooooooooooooooooo yeah come in. So I goes in with my smile and catchy personality ( lol) introduce myself and they were telling me about how to go bout applying, and who and where to go. When I walked in, I was like yeahhhhhha, this is sooooooooo LACREASE
Now the only reason why I haven’t applied yet, is because its not time. I KNOW that when I do the paper work and get interviewed this job is MINES! But first I have to take my vacation days at my job. I have 2 weeks off PAID and I have friends from on line that is coming to Detroit in July to meet for the first time and I AINT MISSING THAT. I took care all of the plans, and I’m waiting for that day. If I’m working this other job, they are not going to let me take 2 weeks off like that, especially in July and being new. But its cool. I can stick it out. Even if its time to go now, I’ll know. But when God said its time to ROLL, its time to ROLL!
Summer is coming and I plan to be out and about!!! I love going to the Casino, sit at the bar order Strawberry Daquiri’s all night, and watch the Live Entertainment while my sisters feed the machines ( the only thing it eat) MONEY! I wish I would feed them none job having machines!!!!! As soon as my sisters spend up their money, they come over and say……………LOAN ME 20 DOLLAS! LOL We laugh so hard! I talk my junk, but I end up giving it to them anyway, they are good for it. I love my sisters.
Today me and Neisha went to the Detroit Zoo for one of her school projects, we had a good time. There were a lot of kids there with their moms, and as we stop to wa
tch the animals, kids were talking to their mothers saying the darnest thangs. I was cracking up!!! We were watching the monkeys and this little boy said “Mom why is he naked”. LOLLLLLLLLLLL I was hollering in my mind. Yall know monkeys look like people, and since they are hairy, guess the kid felt he needed some clothes on. Then we stop to look at the Lions. They were doing their own thing, they wasnt paying us any attention at all. This little boy kept saying real loud ( and so cute, not mean and out of order) he said: EX CUSSSSSSSSSSSSSE MEEEEEEEEEE. EXCUSSSSSE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. LOL. I guess he was taught to say excuse me when someone is talking, or busy, in order to get their attention. Me and Neisha was cracking up. We are silly anyway.
Then we went to Applebees and threw down. I wanted to go and see Disturbia, but she wanted a nap before school at 7pm. Well I do have 7 more days off! Going to get my nails and brows done tomorrow!!!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHA. So I will be doing SOLOS, and spending time with neisha, family and friends.
Well I’m out for now. Talk to you all later.
GodlovesCree
“Our conscience works like an inward monitor that beeps when we step out of line.” ~ Joyce Meyer

My dream

Let me tell yall about this dream I had . Me and my daughter was walking down this block and all of a sudden it started getting dark and spooky. My first reaction was to be scared. But then I remember in the bible about things to come and those who don’t know God wont be able to understand what’s happening. So I remembered the word. My daughter looked at me she knew what time it was too, so I grabbed her hand and said come on Neisha lets get across the street, that’s the only way we are going to be saved! It was like that side was safe, and the side we were on turned into Hell! It looked as if it was lighting, and storming, put it this way…………the end of the world had came.

Stock Photo of a Young Woman Blocking Sun With Hand

We had to cross this big street that seem as if it was taking forever to get across. Once we got there, we saw lots of people, some were looking crazy some just was plain lost. So for some reason, I was in charge, I spoke up and said to the people. LOOK, LISTEN EVERYBODY, the world is coming to an end!! I said if you want to live you have to wake up!! In my own mind inside of the dream I knew that I wanted to live, so in order to live I had planned on waking up out of the dream, I just wanted to make sure that they knew what to do, since some of them didn’t know what was going on, I knew that I had a way out. So I said LOOK YALL, WAKE UP. I looked at Neisha and said boo, you wake up first, I couldn’t wake up without her going first. People were waking up because a bubble would burst in the spot that they were standing in. So I said Neisha go head and wake up. I looked at her and then saw a bubble. I told everybody wake up if you want to live, and THEN I BUBBLED OUT. (LOL)

I woke up out of my dream.

I looked around my house, I got up, walked around, and couldn’t stop thinking if those other people woke up. It was on my mind so tough. I couldn’t believe that I had a dream like this. So, I laid down and said I need to go back to this dream to see if those people left. I laid down went back to sleep, and guess what? God let me go BACK to see if those other people were there. I pop back in the dream like a bubble. It was only a few people left. I said WHY DIDNT YALL POP OUT?????????????

They looked at me and said: WE CANT WAKE UP.

I felt so bad for them, so bad. There was no way for me to help them, they had to pop out themselves. All I could say to them was well IM OUT!! Then I woke up out of the dream.

Aint that deep? I’m always thinking about this dream, its one of the few I remember.

I love you all!

Lacrease

A story that will bless you dearly

Father Knows Blessed
Black America’s favorite family saw their faith tested last year by the death of their newborn daughter. Here rapper turned reverend Joseph “Run” Simmons and beloved wife Justine talk exclusively to Jeannine Amber about how they want to inspire others on the new season of their hit show. Photography by Mark Mann.
By Jeannine Amber


Credit: Mark Mann
All in the Family (clockwise from top): Angela, 19, Justine, 41, Joseph “Run,” 42, Russell “Russy,” 10, Daniel “Diggy,” 12, JoJo, 17, and Vanessa, 23, were photographed at their home in Saddle River, New Jersey, February 28, 2007.

When Joseph Simmons and his wife, Justine, agreed to put their lives in front of the cameras on MTV’s Run’s House, the buzz was that this was something different. While other reality shows relied on the zany and at times clearly disturbed behavior of their casts to keep viewers engaged, Run’s House featured five well-adjusted children led by a protective patriarch and a sweet-tempered mother. The show was most notable for what didn’t happen: no temper tantrums, no screaming matches, no catfights. The conflict rarely escalated beyond anything that couldn’t be resolved with a family meeting and prayer. To see such wholesomeness was a novelty. More surprising, this lovefest took place in the home of a rapper, complete with a private pool, an indoor basketball court and a silver Rolls Royce parked out front.

For two seasons, Simmons, the former front man of the legendary hip-hop group Run-DMC and now an ordained minister, who was mentored by Bishop Jordan of the Zoe Ministries, lectured, cajoled and hammed it up with his kids while Justine campaigned to have another baby. Midway through season two she became pregnant. It was all so perfect—a new child, just in time for season three! The audience was thrilled right along with the couple, making their show the highest-rated cable program among 12-to-34-year-olds in its time slot.

Then, in late September, two days after MTV started filming the program’s third cycle, which begins airing this month, Justine went into premature labor. The baby girl, named Victoria Anne, did not survive. In their grief the couple faced a dilemma: When reality becomes this intimate, this wrenching, do you still keep the cameras rolling?

GIRL OF HIS DREAMS

It’s late February and Rev Run, as Joseph Simmons is now known, is sitting in the light-filled Zen Room of his five-bedroom home in Saddle River, New Jersey. The room features a waterfall and a floor made of river stones Justine picked out from Home Depot and shellacked herself. But instead of peace and quiet, the room reverberates with the sounds of the couple’s sons playing basketball in the half court on the other side of the wall. Run leans back into the white sofa. “I’m here to do something special besides what I did with Run-DMC,” he says of his life. “I’m here to show the conduct of the Black American family, how we should be. This isn’t arrogance; this is the gift God gave me to give the world.”

Run and Justine, who have been married 12 years, first met at a roller skating rink in Roosevelt, Long Island, where Run was performing with Kurtis Blow. That was 25 years ago. After the show, Justine and her three girlfriends asked Run for his autograph. In response he showered them with kisses. “My friends and I ran to the girls’ room and started freaking out we were so excited,” Justine recalls, laughing.

At the time, Justine was a beautiful 15-year-old; Run was a year older. He got her number, courted her over the phone, and gave her a prized snapshot of himself in a long black coat holding a basketball trophy. The problem was, he lived in Queens and she lived in Long Island. For teens in love, . that might as well have been across the globe. The distance took its toll, and the relationship fizzled, but Simmons never stopped thinking about the girl from the rink. “Then I became part of Run-DMC,” he says, “and in the ego of my mind I was like, I hope she knows I’m the Don Dada. I hope she recognizes.”


Credit: Mark Mann
Looking Ahead: Run and Justine plan to adopt a child in the future.

Twelve years after their first meeting, Run got his chance to win Justine back. He was going through a breakup with his then wife, with whom he had his eldest three children, when his cousin Pep, who was working security at a school in Long Island, ran into Justine’s little sister. Pep began bragging, “Run’s my cousin,” the way he often did, to which Justine’s sister replied, “So what? My sister used to go with him.” Pep called Run to confirm, and Run seized the opportunity to reconnect. “I’m thinking, Perfect!” he recalls. “I just needed to lose five, ten pounds before I called her, which I did. The rest is history.”

Justine beams while her husband tells this story. “As soon as I heard him say ‘Hi,’ I just melted,” she says. “He sounded so sweet and innocent. I just wanted to take care of him. Then he introduced me to his kids, and, gosh, I just fell in love.” Run says the feelings were mutual. “Justine is so warm and selfless, these kids were running into a daggone hurricane of kisses and hugs and putting on their mittens,” he says. “Nothing against their mother, but with Justine it was just love, love, love, love, love, love.”

PRAYING FOR A MIRACLE

Justine’s water broke in the early-morning hours of September 26, 2006, one month ahead of schedule. Run called the MTV crew to meet them at the hospital, but when the baby was born, it was clear that something was terribly wrong—her internal organs had developed outside her body. When she died, a little more than an hour later, the crew’s first inclination was to turn off the cameras.

“I got a call from the producer in the field and we said, ‘Okay, let’s just give the family some room to grieve and get through this,’ ” says Mike Powers, vice-president of series and production development at MTV. “The next call I got was to let me know that Rev really wanted us to continue. He felt like the show was about his family and he could use this to teach the viewer more than just how to deal with a daughter’s graduation or a son failing his driving test. He could also teach about getting through the unimaginable with grace and the power of faith and family.”

Heartbroken, and with the cameras rolling, the couple shared the news with their children that their little sister had died. Diggy, then 11, clasped his mother’s hand and the family prayed. It’s an excruciating moment captured on film. Justine says there was really no other way to do it. “How could we bring you in to enjoy all the fun,” she says, “but then during bad times say, ‘This is pr
ivate’?” Besides, she is certain that this too was part of God’s plan. “In allowing me to get pregnant during the filming of season two, He obviously wanted the world to know that I was having a baby, and He wanted the world to know that I lost her.”

What the episode doesn’t reveal, and what may be the greatest testament to the couple’s faith, is that during Justine’s fourth month of pregnancy, they had been warned that something might be wrong with their unborn daughter. When Justine’s doctor told her he detected a problem with the way the baby was developing, the couple traveled from their home in New Jersey to Long Island to seek the opinion of the obstetrician who had delivered their youngest sons. But he too gave them a grim prognosis.

It was news the couple refused to accept. “We heard the doctors’ reports, and then we heard God’s report in our minds,” says Run. “We are real saved, sanctified, crazy church people. God can do a job! That is the type of believers we are. Yes, it hurt some nights. I cried some nights, worried and wondered some nights. But don’t tell me God can’t make this right!”

Resolved in their faith, the couple told no one the news except their bishop, feeling that would only invite sadness into the house. “I didn’t need sad,” Justine says now. “I needed to know that my miracle was going to happen, that the baby was going to be fine. That’s what got me through. I was carrying a prayer.” Justine was so convinced that the baby was going to be okay that when she was met at her local New Jersey hospital by staff who had never treated her before (she couldn’t get to her regular doctor in Long Island when her labor began), she never mentioned that there might be a problem with the pregnancy. “I didn’t say anything,” she says, “because I was still hoping for my miracle.”

HOW FAITH HEALS

Upstairs in the Simmonses’ home is a pink-and-white room decked out with gifts from Justine’s baby shower. There’s a bassinet, a crib and an armoire filled with tiny pink dresses. “Aren’t these cute?” says Justine, fingering the fringe on a pair of toddler sweaters.

The nursery remains intact as a way of looking forward to the child they plan to adopt. “I always wanted to adopt, but every time I mentioned it my husband would say, ‘Why not have your own baby?’ ” recalls Justine. “We take for granted that we can just have a baby. But I couldn’t. Maybe part of the reason God let this happen is because He wanted us to adopt.”


Credit: Mark Mann
Run’s Family Values: The Simmonses (in their family room) pray together.

Justine’s face lights up when she speaks about the baby girl she has yet to meet and about how thankful she is for the children she already has. But when her husband leaves the room to see about ordering food for the kids, she grows somber, talking quietly about the hour Victoria Anne survived. “I got to hold her,” she says. “They dressed her in pink. She was so beautiful, and she had this amazing little clear sac with all her organs inside.” Tears well up in her eyes. In an instant she is transformed from a woman planning her future to a mother carrying the unbearable weight of losing a child.

Then Run returns. As he enters the room he eyes his wife wiping tears from her cheeks. “This is what I wanted to avoid,” he says. “The Bible says ‘Look forward.’ Why experience these feelings when you are just going to have to carry them throughout the day?”

“I’m not going to carry it,” his wife protests. “I’m fine.”

“It’s like opening wounds,” Run says, turning his attention to the reporter. “There’s no healing in crying about it. There is no healing in her feeling that pain over and over. There is no healing in showing your weakness when you are in the public eye.”

The way Run sees it, his family’s darkest days are an opportunity to show others the power of faith. “That’s what he does,” explains his brother, Russell Simmons, coexecutive producer of Run’s House, from his office in Manhattan. “He’s a reverend, his podium is MTV, and he preaches by example. Rev Run is just doing his job.”

It’s the only approach that makes sense to Run and Justine. “People are inspired by champions,” Run says, his voice rising with conviction. “I’m not going to be an inspiration by asking over and over, Why? There’s no answer to why. The only answer is to show people you can be strong and courageous, because if Rev Run and Justine can go through this and still stand in faith, you can do it, too.”

Jeannine Amber is the senior writer for ESSENCE.

Father Knows Blessed Continued: More from Run and Justine
Rapper turned reverend Joseph “Run” Simmons and his wife Justine shared their inspiring story of overcoming loss and looking forward with ESSENCE. Here are a few additional comments from their interview with senior writer Jeannine Amber


Credit: Mark Mann
Justine and Run

Justine on the first moment she thought their baby wasn’t going to survive:

“I really knew that something was wrong with the baby when I found out my Bishop was coming to the hospital. Until then, I was thinking I was going to get a miracle. But Bishop Jordan never goes to the hospital to visit the sick, he only goes if you’re going to pass away. When my husband told me the Bishop was coming, I just said, ‘Really?’ and he said, ‘What’s the matter?’ But I didn’t say anything because I knew my husband would think that was negative thinking. So I just let it go.”

Run on not dwelling on pain:

“Why would you live in a moment that happened months ago? Like, Okay, here it is: My life’s devastated. Let me see if I can go find that pain. Here it is, here it is! Oh, geez, it’s making me cry now. Let me work with that. Maybe I’ll feel this bad tomorrow, too.’ Your imagination is so crazy, you can make it so that the present moment is worse than the moment when the loss happened. Why go through that when you can be happy? If you already worked it out, why go back to it constantly? “I didn’t stop Justine from mourning—in no way, shape or form. She and her mother did all that. But this is how my house keeps running and this is how I’m going to be an inspiration for the world—by looking forward. That’s what you need to understand about anything bad that ever happened to you. Drop it. Let it go.”

Justine on adopting an African-American child:

“There are so many Black children he
re who need homes—and babies, not just children, a lot of babies. People would be shocked. They probably think there are only big kids. No, there are strong Black women out there who are going through the whole nine months and giving up these babies. And I applaud them and thank them for that. They know they can’t support their children but yet they’re not aborting them. They’re trying to give them a chance.”

Justine on their decision to abstain from sex before marriage:

“When we were dating we decided we couldn’t have sex until we got married. I though it was amazing, because we dated for a long time. But, God as my witness, we were scared. We felt like we were going to die if we did it; like something really bad would happen. I’m not saying we didn’t touch each other and hug and kiss—I’m not saying that. But we did not have sex and that was because we had the fear of God. We wanted to cross every t, and dot every i. We wanted to do everything right.”

Pick up the May issue of ESSENCE, on newsstands April 7, to read “Father Knows Blessed.” Click below to see pictures from our photo shoot at the Simmons’s home in Saddle River, New Jersey, and to send a special message to the family.

“Pass the baton of worry to God, and leave it in his hands” ~ Lacrease

Weight Loss Reality?

Yahoo whats up?

Whew, where do I start? First let me say Lord, thank you for everything, thank you for blessing me, Thank you for understanding, Thank you for being my friend, Thank you for letting hear your voice. I love you!!!!!!!!!

Now, I know I have blogged on this before, long time ago, but this time its Serious!!!!! On March 1, 2007. I decided to do something about my weight. I’m not going to dog myself out, I’m not going to get deep on this subject, but let me just say this. ITS A WRAP! I have started taking these diet pills that gives you energy and curves your appetite, and goodness, these work for me. That’s not my focus. I have a problem of being consistent. So I went out got a calendar and I write in the exercises that I do for that day, and my pill intake, let me be proud to say. For 23 days straight I have been doing everything right! I haven’t missed a day at all, and its not even boring.

Yesterday I went out and bought a scale, and when I weighed myself, I almost call the police on myself. I AINT LYING,! But its all good. Ain’t even go cry. So guess what I decided?

Well, in about a month -2 months. I am going to do a reality yahoo 360 blog on my weight progress. At the present time I am losing weight and have been bloging to myself through email DAILY. And when I have lost a certain weight, I am going to start posting my day by day progress of my weight loss, but keep in mind I will still be losing as you read the blogs that I post. This gives me a head start and it will keep those who are reading motivated, to maybe even follow suit. Its going to be sweet y’all, I’m telling you. Before I start, I will tell you my desire weight , so that when its all over you will know or not if I have lost the weight. This will be a test for myself too. Its scary, but its even scarier now whats going on with me. Sounds good? Aiiiiiiiiiiight

You know every time I go and read a blog , I laugh, I cry, I thank God. It shows me more and more of who God is. And I say that because we are from him, and anything good is too. So people keep showing each other who God is through your messages, and testimonies.

Question for you below

Entry for March 11, 2007

Hey Everybody!!

Thanks for all the notes. I love you all! I have been around, havent been writing at all, just doing some other things. How is everyone? I havent even been reading my folks blogs like I normally do, I will get to them this week for sure.

Anyone reading any good books ? I need to read a love story, sometimes I get in those moods and I want to be in the mix of the story. So if you are let a sista know. I went out and bought a lot of movies. But the last play I bought was Friends and Lovers with Leon, Monica Calhoun, that fione Mel Jackson, and this new gurl, who can act her but off Stacy Francis. Yall please please please if you didnt see it when it toured your city, please go to Walmart and get this play, it is off the hook!!!!! I havent told Tyler yet, that I cheated on him with another Playwright (JE\’CARYOUS JOHNSON).LOL But this play is good!

Just dropping in to say heyyyyyyy. And I will be in touch this week.

Love ya

Crease

What do you buy?

Whats upppppppppppppppppp? Yall miss me? lol Well, I have been working, but now I have the next 5 days off work ( by my request) to regroup and get my self and thoughts in order.

Growing up, I always had toys/things that require batteries. If I ran out of batteries for my toy, eletronic item, that was it. I couldnt play it until I got some more. That bothered me and use to get on my nerves. So now that Im grown. I can’t be without batteries. I am addicted to them. When Im shopping, I see some batteries, I will buy the pack of duracells/energizer that have 100 (well you know) in the pack. I have all sizes in my home office. If a remote goes out, Credog to the rescue. I GOT IT. If my radio remote goes out. I GOT IT. If my flash light goes out. I GOT THAT TOO. I do not play when it comes to battery operated items. I love buying batteries. Is something wrong with me?

Typical flashlight batteries

Which leads me to this question. What do you buy now as an adult, that you had to do without growing up, that you can’t go without NOW.

Name the item and share a short story behind it.

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