#FIFTY SHADES/ FIFTY SHADES OF GREY/ PART 2 OF MY STORY/BLOG
(Continued) #FIFTYSHADES
I realized what he was doing…..he was interviewing. I thought to myself…. “I know dayum well he aint the one doing the interviewing.” Now… I’m staring at him. He’s so dayum fine …he catches my eye. I found it hard to turn away. I was nervous. I can’t be interviewed by him because I know me… I’ll be nervous. Oh my GOD.. I thought to myself.. this is not happening to me. Not today. Not this time in my life. I have no control, I felt weak, and once he saw this in my eyes he would take me mentally to a whole new height.
So… I sat there. I tried to convince myself that he wasn’t the one to interview me, that maybe there were several interviewers. I had to have went over this in my head about 20 times. He kept looking at me, so I decided that I was leaving. Nope, I wasn’t about to be interviewed by this man. He was NOT going to intimidate me. Nope not today. Now…. I have this thing about me, if I catch the eye of someone attractive and for me…. its one of MY “ugly” days, then I will NEVER be intimidated no matter how good he looks or turn me on. Because in my mind, I’m thinking Ok Cree….he thinks you’re cute today, just wait till he sees you looking good. So, that kinda helps me.
But on this day………………… I was looking good!!! My face was MAC FLAWLESS… skin beautiful, eyes *wish a brotha would look me into these marbles and not get caught up – lol*, lips poppin, hair on point * no wigs or fake hair*, smile… SMILING, eye lashes batting… had on my all black outfit with my boots…. couldn’t tell me nothing before I left out of the house. As I sat there…. I made up my mind that I was leaving. Wasn’t going to put myself through this.. I’ve been down this STREET a time or two of being CHEMISTRY intimidated and not able to get out of it. I stood up, grabbed my purse… just then I remembered that I parked valet and didn’t have my keys. Dayum.. I said to myself and sat back down. I decided that I was going to stay. That I was going to get through this interview and have full control. I fought myself all while he was still interviewing. I know me…. I’ve been though this before. There aren’t many times a woman look into a mans eyes and become star gazed on first site. Its a feeling that paralyzes you. But I must admit its one of the sexiest minutes to be apart of. But dang…. why couldn’t this happen while at the grocery store, mall or restaurant somewhere…… NOT A INTERVIEW. SHAT!
He stands up and shakes the hand of the person he just interviewed and the person leaves. My heart is pounding as he’s walking towards me to get to the desk to ask “whose next”. We make eye contact and we speak at the same time. I knew he was coming for me. I was in trouble. He goes to the desk and the gurl points at me. “DAMMIT” I said in my mind… he IS the one going to interview me. I embraced myself as he walked towards me looking me DEAD in my eyes, trying to “download” my every thought in my head…..through my eyes. We smiled and its a wrap for me…. I already know. He walks toward me and says ” LaCrease Walker?”…. Yes, I said as I stood up to shake his hand. He walks in front of me and says lets go over to this table * the one he was at while doing the other interview*. I was so dayum nervous… I started to say… “YOU KNOW WHAT?” I’m good on this job, it was nice for you to call me. I’m outta here. But I didn’t.
He sat in the chair and I sat on the couch. There was also a table there, that he had all of my information on. I couldn’t turn my mind off of how FIONE he was as he looked at my resume. He looked good from afar, but up close OH MY GAWD!!!! I kept telling myself…GURL….. get it together. It was silence as he looked down. He knew what he was doing. He was loading up on me, when he came up from that paper and asked that first question… I knew he would take FULL CONTROL. As he asked me the first question… he sat back and had his way with me. Looking me so deep into my eyes, downloading everything about me. Reading me, taking mental notes. Just dogging MEEEEEEE.. LOL Just like in the movie during the interview scene. All I could do was try to stay focus. The chemistry was so deep..so alive. So in my face. Then he asked more questions. Still staring me in my eyes as I spoke…so sexy and so sensual. I felt my body reacting to his stares. I tried to redirect my thoughts, but he kept looking at me. I know my eyes started telling him what my thoughts were… I couldn’t even help it. LOL I was slipping away yall.
Whenever he spoke about the company… that was my time to regroup my thoughts and get myself together. I kept having to have these inside pep talks with myself, because I didn’t know how much of these intense stares I could take. Just as I got myself together, there goes another question. A time for me to talk while he download my thoughts. THEN…… in the middle of me answering a question… he stops me and says… “Take off your coat”. To myself… I’m like “OH HELL to the N word NAW… um um you wont be seeing this beautiful shapely booty, my thick thighs and my waist line that carries it all. NOT TODAY!!! LOL LOL LOL I told him that I was fine. He insist. But the way he said it.. it wasn’t in a sexual way… or out of order…. NOT AT ALL… LET ME BE CLEAR…to him….. it only made sense to “get comfortable”… since I appeared to be ” NERVOUS” and the interview just started. I didn’t want to do it…. if I ever had a chance to get out of it…. IT WAS GONE NOW.
I stood up which the space between his chair and the couch I was sitting on… placed me right in front of him.. LIKE RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. I stood up and began taking off my coat… I tried to turn my head as I did it.. but our eyes locked and I PROMISE ON every TRUTH IN ME…. this man took off my coat for me!!!! His eyes told my coat to come off… AND IT OBEYED LOL LOL I had never in my life FELT SOMETHING SO INTENSE. When I took it off and sat it on the couch.. I felt like my breast, vagina, behind everything was EXPOSED! Its funny now looking back on it… but it wasn’t then. Shat…. I don’t even remember the interview after that. LOL
Whenever he spoke and shared things with me about the company, I reloaded trying to get “the POWER” back that he was “stealing” from me. LOL When it was my turn to answer the questions… my mind started failing me again.. worse every time. I starting thinking about kissing him, laying on the couch…all of this sexual stuff started coming to my mind. I’m saying to myself… “guuuuuuuuuurl if you don’t knock it off!!! I couldn’t even help it… I was under a spell. The way he was looking at me.. he knew what he was doing. I was so weak and he knew it. He controlled the whole atmosphere and he was loving it. FINALLY …. the interview was over. YES!!!! He said.. I’m going to set you up on for a second interview. I was happy about that. He told me what time to come back in 2 days. I got to my car sat in it….. and almost needed a cigarette. I don’t smoke cigarettes, weed, anything… don’t even drink.. but I needed a hit of something that day. I was in a daze all the way home. I kept hitting my wrist asking myself…. what the HELL JUST HAPPENED? The experience was GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAT!!! But dang….. not at a INTERVIEW!
I thought about that man all day and all night. I couldn’t even sleep the meet was that INTENSE. I had a plan for him.I was going to “get that ass back”. When I go back… I was going to be in CONTROL. I was not going to let him take over my mind, sexually and mentally again. I didn’t sleep for 2 days thinking about it. I remembered what he said…. he kept saying how he loved my bubbly personality. This time… I was going to be about BUSINESS . I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE that about myself. I can give you BUBBLY.. SMILES.. LAUGHS… COMMUNICATION…SEXY, everything… but when I put on my BUSINESS FACE…….YOU WILL NOT be able to figure me out… because I’m in control of MEEEEEEEEE. I LOOOOOOOVE that in myself.
The day and hour came for me to go back for a second interview… I walked up in there like I WAS PART OWNER.. LOL LOL * Sho the FORK did*… Yalp had on my BUSINESS face like………..who WANTS TO SEE ME AND WHERE THEY AT? LOL LOL Guess who comes out to greet me.. looking BETTER THAN THE TWO DAYS BEFORE… GOOD GAWD…. um um ummmmm. One look into my eyes as we shook hands to greet……and he said….. “you don’t seem as bubbly as you did before”… I LAUGHED MY ASS OFF IN MY MIND. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA YESSSS ITS WORKING…. He said you’re okay? I said yessss… I’m good!!!! 🙂 I’m saying in my mind as we lock eyes… “what you want me to sit around here naked in the second interview too”? NOT GONE HAPPEN BOO. LOL LOL LOL I was so happy I had my POWER back. He was looking good though… but I was ready for him and his PARALYZING STARES. LOL He directs me to the same area we were in before. But this time I sat in the other chair that sits a table, the couch I was on and the chair he sat in. He leaves to get the person who wants to meet and interview me. They both come back, but only the guy who is doing the interviewing sits down and in the chair that *handsome* sat in last time. We got to talking about the job, then about his friends, dogs, homeless people, being sick.. kids, everything. We WERE KICKING IT.. I was so comfortable… I felt so good. He was so cool.
Then…………here HE comes…. didn’t he PARK his FIONE self on the couch between me and the interviewer… sat and stared at me THE WHOLE TIME. I’m saying to myself.. GOD MAKE HIM LEAVE!!!!! I cant take it. He watched my every move, heard every word I said.. analyzed me, captivated me, sexually intimidated me, took off my clothes without ONE touch, downloaded all my thoughts, made me apart of his atmosphere, and took all MY POWER away. I tried to ignore his presence… I tried to pretend he wasn’t there. I tried to believe this wasn’t happening to me. I tried to stop looking at him. He was loving it. He knew exactly what he was doing. I had no control. The guy who was doing the interview was so into his story and life.. he had no idea I “left the building”. LOL I was at Mr. “House”. LOL I couldn’t stop looking over at him. I was a mess. He got me. He got me good. After that… didn’t even matter. I was butt naked again.. in his presence. I just let myself go. What the hell I thought to myself… he won! My thoughts took over and my nipples got hard. My vagina walls started doing the Harlem shake, flips, cart wheels… and whatever thoughts came to mind….. my body REACTED. AT one point… I tried hard to get back FOCUSED…. but it was like little kids in my head with markers, crayons, pencils and ink pens… coloring and scribble scrabbling all over my thoughts. What ever conversation I tried to muster up.. I couldn’t because the kids in my head…. scribble scrabble on my thoughts. HE got me.. h Then came time for paper work. We had to get in the elevator ALONE together.. and oh boy…. NOT THE ELEVATOR…. so personal… so sensual. The chemistry…… can’t even explain. I will say… that I LOVED the experience.. I LOVED how I felt… I LOVED the attraction and chemistry between us… but it was the wrong setting.
Please go see Fifty Shades of Grey… if you love my story… you’ll LOVE that movie… So sexy and inviting. 🙂 Listen to another of my FAVORITE SONGS from the SOUNDTRACK… Oh.. I love this song.
Be Blessed!
Being OUTSPOKEN… A WRONG AND RIGHT TIME/BLOG
I was talking to a friend last night, and our phone call conversation trigger several thoughts about being OUTSPOKEN at the wrong time. This is a subject that’s very serious to me, and I speak in COMPLETE BOLDNESS when it comes to it. I touched on this in the last blog entry…. but this one.. I’m going in.
Everyone who knows me know that when you call me, email, text, or we talk FACE TO FACE…I’m going to give you the real. I don’t add sugar to my conversations, ONLY salt. I’m not going to short cut you, or baby you. I can feel when you’re leaving something out, and I can tell when you’re adding to it.I ask a lot of QUESTIONS… you already know. Many people come to me for advice because I can see the bigger picture. I use Godly Wisdom, and not worldly tickles. I’m not her. Period.
If I feel you’re holding back the complete truth, I’m going to shut down the conversation completely, and keep it moving. I will NOT hold a conversation with anyone, who doesn’t tell the full story…. it’s a waste of my time. I will never again hold 1 and 2 hour conversations just to listen * especially if the story is stupid and doesn’t need to be told* just because you want me to listen and not comment. FIND ANOTHER FRIEND FOR THAT. FIND A FRIEND WHO WILL LISTEN ONLY.. IM NOT HER…… AT ALL… PERIOD. I don’t have time to say.. “yeah, um um, I understand, right, yes, okay… all through the conversation without any input. I refuse to spend that kinda time on those conversations…. phone a friend who will. I’m not mad or anything… I’m just not that friend. PERIOD.
Listen.. as Christians we have to learn when to speak and when to fall back. When to stay in our own lanes, and when its okay to share lanes. Its very ignorant to be “OUTSPOKEN” on the wrong things. Its very ignorant to tell a friend… those shoes are ugly, where you get that ugly red hat from? Why you have on those pants, the style is ugly. When are you going to comb your hair? What time are you getting in the tub… I smell something? But then…. when its time to pay a bill and negotiate with someone.. you can’t do it. When you need to tell someone to stay out of your room, you can’t tell them. When you need a neighbor to turn down their music you can’t knock on their door. When you need to get pass someone and you can’t say excuse me, you rather wait until they notice you’re standing there. When you need to ask for a loan and SCARED of hearing NO.. or I DON’T HAVE IT. Instead of being able to ask these things… the excuse is ALWAYS…. “I don’t want nobody telling me NO… and If I say it, its going to come out wrong”. What is that? That’s stupid as hell to me. You can open your mouth and put your 2 cents into everybody else’s conversation, but don’t know how to work your own lane.
You can tell someone what their job is, and what they need to do, when they need to do it and why…. but you can’t knock on a neighbors door and tell them the’re too loud watching a Football game? That &&&& is retarded to me!! You rather tell a friend their shoes are ugly…. IN THE NAME OF BEING HONEST. * because/whether they asked.. OR NOT”… but wont use that same honestly…. to knock on someone’s door and ask them to turn down their TV because its too loud.
As Christians.. we have to learn how to talk to people. The only reason why you feel its not going to “come out right” is because you catch attitude from people when they get mad at you for being in their business when you wasn’t invited. So now that its your business and its time for you to be a Boss, you can’t. We have to learn how to look at people in a non confrontational manner when speaking to them about an issue that would other wise cause conflict. We have to learn how to use voice control and direct eye contact with others. We have to usher in a Spirit of Peace when we speak. We have to go to God and ask him to calm us down before we ask a question or deliver a message to someone who may not take it well. This is a part of growing up, getting off milk and eating meat. You cannot be afraid “it won’t come out right”.. but at the same time… claiming how outspoken you are. Stop speaking when not asked., stop being so opinionated on things that doesn’t matter. Learn to pay attention to how things come on * a friend told me this*…. many times when you need an answer or something done, you need to learn how not to offend, so that the person can get it. That’s the whole key….. for them to GET IT. Stop feeling as if you have to say everything since its true….. when its not your story, important or necessary to say. Ask God to calm your storm before going to someone if you feel its going to lead to an argument or debate. Take YOU out of the situation and get things done people!!!
I know “outspoken” people who will tell you how dirty your car is….. but scared to ask the cashier for more ketchup because 1 isn’t enough. SMH!!!!
If we all told what we know of one another, there would not be four friends in the world- Blaise Pascal
Be Blessed!
Happy New Year!!!
Happy New Year!!!!
I’m so happy to start a new year I don’t know what to do. I love fresh starts and new days. This year I plan to stay glued to the HIP to God. I’m listening to every word he has to say. (more on this in another blog)
I did so well about staying off the phone last year and more FOCUSING on myself. That phone can wear you out, listening and connecting to the lives of others. Now don’t get me wrong, my INBOX on FACEBOOK, phone voice mail, instant messenger stay JAMMED PACKED… and I love the fact that people trust me to give them advice, wisdom, and prayers. I rather check those any-day and answer them, than to talk on the phone. LOL
Wow, things has really change from when I was a teen. I talked on the phone so much that I wore out phone cords on a regular. I remember having 3 phone lines in my house. One for my jailbird boyfriends to “burn out”, one for the bill collectors, and one for my friends. LOL I’m cracking up because no one could tell me that I would out grow talking on the phone. Never. I wouldn’t let the phone ring 1 time before I was picking it up. So funny.
This year I want to devote more time to people who are having issues with their daughters/sons. I’m very good with solving social issues among each other. There’s a lot of drama going on at my job, and you can feel the tension when you walk into the space. I hate it because I’m the “new gurl” and they want to come to MEEEE for talks about it when I’m just trying to learn how things are being ran around there. When I first got there, I had this look like I’m not in that mess, NOT going to be apart of it, and don’t want to be the medium in it….but then again.. its what I do. Dealing with a whole lot of women.. boy… I don’t know how I always end up being the Peacemaker. I guess I have that look like I’m not for any drama, so I can either be the person who help resolve it, or yall can keep it moving. Im going to close this blog entry.. because I have another one I want to write. So Happy New Year!!! May God Bless You All!
Cree
To My Daughter’s Stepmom,/BLOG
Here is a article that someone shared on Face Book. Had me in tears.. This letter is so beautiful. Father God…. your face is shown in this.
(IJReview) — A woman named Candice Curry wrote a letter to her ex-husband’s new wife Ashley Parish, and the reception of the letter has been off the charts.
Here is the full letter from Curry’s Women With Worth blog via our friends at Young Cons. Take a look for yourself.
To My Daughter’s Stepmom,
I never wanted you here. You simply were never part of the plan. Growing up and dreaming of my family I never included you. I didn’t want help from another woman to raise my child. The plan was for my family to include me, daddy and our children, not you. I doubt you ever wanted me in your life. I doubt you planned to mother a child that you didn’t give birth to. I can bet that your plan for your family included you, daddy and your children together, not me or my daughter. I can almost bet that when you dreamed of becoming a mother it would be the day you gave birth and not the day you married your husband. I’m pretty sure you never planned on me being here.
But God has plans that far exceed our own and when my little family dissolved to form two families I knew you would be coming.
In my mind you would be a terrible beast and my daughter would not want you to mother her at all, ever! I was hoping that you would be semi unattractive and prayed my daughter wouldn’t look up to you. Her daddy would know that he was settling for second best. Evil swirled in me because I never wanted to face the fact that another woman would mother my child in my absence.
Then you arrived.
When I first met you I’ll admit you weren’t what I had in mind and a twinge of jealousy shot through my body. You were supposed to be hideous, remember? But you weren’t, you were stunningly beautiful. You were supposed to be a mean old hag, remember? But you weren’t, you were a young, sweet woman.
My plans were foiled.
I realized by the look on your face that meeting me was just as hard as it was for me to meet you. My heart immediately softened. Dang your kind smile! I was planing on really hating you. Why are your ruining my plan?!
I wanted to resent you but you made it impossible and I quickly grew thankful for you.
You’ve accepted our daughter from the very start and have unconditionally loved both her and her daddy, that’s a true gift to all of us. You’ve included our daughter in everything you do and make her feel loved and accepted. You put her relationship with her daddy above yours and only a brave and courageous woman knows how to do that with such grace.
I knew when her daddy and I decided to divorce and live in separate homes there would be times when she would need me, her mommy, and I wouldn’t be there. I’m so thankful that you are there in my absence. I’m grateful that you have mercy on her teen years and never reject her. She needs a mommy at your house and you’ve done an amazing job being that for her.
You’ve respected my position as mom from the very start. I appreciate that you always check with me when you question if you are making the right decision with her. I know our situation is rare. It’s not often that a mom and stepmom text each other to remind each other that they love and respect each other. You are a gift.
Because of you and your courage to mother our daughter the way that you do, she will be a better woman. She will grow up with more love than I could have ever imagined. It wasn’t her choice to have divorced parents and even though I wouldn’t wish that on any child I am so thankful that she now has 4 parents who love and respect her and each other. She’s compassionate because of it and understands that a failure in one area can turn into a blessing in another.
I don’t see you as a fill in for when I’m not there. You are her mother when she’s with you and when she’s with me. She’s excited to call you and tell you her stories when she’s at my house and that makes my heart want to jump from my chest with joy. I fill with pride when you wrap your arms around me and squeeze for a genuine and loving hug each time we see each other.
I am extremely aware of what it looks like when a mother cannot emotionally accept her childs stepmother in their life. Gratefulness pours heavily from me that we are able to rise above anything like that and do what is truly right for our daughter. Thank you for being mature enough and respectful enough to co-parent with me.
I promise to always respect your input for our daughter. I promise to never lessen the position you hold in her life or make you feel like you are not her mother. I promise to raise her to be grateful to have two strong and brave women in her life that have the courage to mother her together. Even though our situation is peaceful I pray that she is never in it, but if she ever finds herself here I promise to set an example for her of what co-parenting should look like.
Precious woman, you are a rare and beautiful gem.
God bless you and I love you.
Millions of people read the letter, and then the stepmom replied:
“Candice, I don’t know what to say. I am not good with words like you are and the way you express yourself. All I can say is I am crying like at the end of The Notebook … you make me feel so special … Thank you for this letter. It made my day and I will keep it close to my heart always. Love you.”
Today was a great day!! Yesterday was different/BLOG
Hello Family
Today was a great day!!
Yesterday was different.
I went up to my job to pick up the check that wasn’t right…. THE FOLLOWING WEEK …… And almost had to put on my “clown suit”. My check still wasn’t there and will be cut on the regular day… which I know they knew. See, that’s the kinda stuff that makes me want to go back to the old LaCrease. When you work with people all they see is your good side, and they think since you’re a Christian, that your patience is longer. I’m still a person boo… and I will nut up every now and then. Please don’t push me.
So, when I got off work (current job), I called the front desk and told them to tell the manager that LaCrease was on her way up there ( former job). When I got there, the gurl at the desk told me that he came out of the meeting for a brief moment but she didn’t get a chance to tell him I called. I said.. guuuuuuuuuuuurl I called up here 1000 times, you see his face and not once think to tell him that I was coming ? She said well he was in a meeting earlier, and on his way back to another one. Im looking at her like OKAY….AND….. She said I wouldn’t bother him in a meeting anyway…. Lord.. why she say that? I said I know YOU wouldn’t bother him in a meeting….cause you want your job.. I DON’T WORK HERE… Before I knew it I said.. I’ll walk in that meeting and set if off. Everybody walking around there with THEIR checks and I not have mines.. I know you wouldn’t bother him in a meeting.. HEFFA YOU STRAIGHT. I heard God say.. Cree go sit down and wait on the man. LOL LOL Mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn people are so BLESSED.. that I’m not the same person I use to be. Make me not even want to be nice.. Goodness why does it have to be like that? Just let me be nice!!!
Anyway…… I’m just going to let this story go.
Today was a GREAT DAY!!!
A little talk with God/BLOG
Hey,
Just finish having a talk with God. Last year this time, I was about to get a phone call that our job had been eliminated. The day before Thanksgiving. Wow. Thinking about how God makes me laugh because of the things I asked him for are coming to pass. Its so funny because you have to pay attention to him because you can look up and its happening. I’m still just looking around my life saying God are you serious? For real? So, I went through all of that…… for this? Really? Me? Cree? I can have this? This is for me? You approved this for my life? I know all things pass through your desk… but is this for me? Okay… I’ll take it!!!
I remember back in my 20’s when God would Bless me, I would ask.. but what about my friends? Little did I know he was blessing them and they were taking it… probably not even asking where is LaCrease’s. LOL The point I’m making is… I love my friends… but this is my time. I had to do a lot of computer work today.. well since Thursday. I worked/sat at a desk from 8:55 am this morning, until 7:00 pm and still needed more time. Wasn’t even tired… especially when I’m focused on something. So tomorrow morning, I’ll go into work at 8:30 until 5.
Got invited to a Red Carpet Premiere tonight at work .. yessss my Virgo gurl is in town!!! I really wanted to see her in person too. But I had so much work to do. I’ll regret it later, because all I had to do was walk 20 seconds from where I was working. Nice guest list too. Oh well.. off to bed for another long day.
Be Blessed!!!
Tyler Perry/BLOG
When Tyler Perry post this photo on his Face Book page… I was excited. Excited to see him living out his dreams… chilling….relaxing. I cannot explain what this photo does to me, not just because Tyler Perry (((my brother))), is in it, someone I absolutely Love and Adore. But because it says EVERYTHING… even without speaking.
Tyler Perry keep on inspiring us with your stories of Love, Inspiration, and Hope. When I say that I love you… I love you 🙂 MY …*widdle baby*….
Cree
Sisters & Friends/Celebs/BLOG
Hey,
Omg its freezing here in Detroit. Its so cold. Goodness, I can’t stand the winter time. I love how pretty the snow is especially at night. But the drive, the accidents, scraping the ice and snow off the cars in the morning, and the stuck in the snow part…. I can’t. It seems to be never ending. Even though we’re use to it, its irritating as I don’t know what!
This evening me and my 2 sisters went out on our Sister Dates. We make it priority that we link up at least once or twice a month. Its so very important for communication and to keep in touch. We all have grown kids and its good to know how things are with them as well. We always go to Applebees our favorite Sister spot we sit at the table argue and debate like we usually do. Laugh and talk. We sit for hours… tonight was ONLY 4 hours. Yes, we have a lot to talk about in that time. I was sharing with my group on FB how important for Sisters and Friends to link up for these outings. I feel its just as important as going to work. It keeps communication open and it brings us even closer. I really hope that Sisters are connecting for these types of dinner dates. I love my Sisters dearly, we grew up together, and its important for us to share in each other lives.
Yesterday LOL LOL As I was walking into work…I saw this woman… she was leaving. I stopped her and said ” you look familiar” . She looked at me with this smile… and ME WITH MY… HONEST, SERIOUS, TRUTHFUL AND NAIVE self.. asked her what was her name. LOL And if you know me.. you know I be looking serious. * My Virgo self* 
LOL never dawned on me.. that THIS IS MY NEW JOB NOW AND I WILL SEE CELEBS EVERYDAY. When she told me her name… it hit me.. that CREE gurl you’re at work. You can’t be asking these people those types of questions. Thing is.. I’m not star struck at all.. PERIOD. Not one ounce of me. God put us all down “here”… and I take that part to heart with celebs or anyone else on earth. I’m just so honest, it was me being me and seeing a familiar person thinking I knew her. So for now on, I have to remember that.. and I WILL… TRUST AND BELIEVE. As the day went on… there were MORE. LOL
On my way to bed… make sure you’re spending time with your siblings. Make it important in your life to find the time, do what you can.
Good Night and Be Blessed!
SOLID AS A ROCK!/BLOG
Today was a good day. Even though I had a breakdown … whew.. um um um. God always knows.. I mean not only knows… but ACTS ON IT when you’re on the ledge. I knew I wasn’t going over, but I sure stood on it today baaaaaby. Yes the gurl did. But he came through for me and I’m happy. I can’t even make up the things I’ve been through this year. Things always get better when you believe.
Saw a old friend today who knows me like he knows himself, told me that he loved me and that God is his witness, I’ll be his wife before he dies. Wow that is POWERFUL! Too bad I can’t have who I LOVE.
Before I close I just want to say to all those who are reading. Love each other, don’t take friendships for granted. Be there for that person as well, its not all about you. Because one day, you’ll go looking for your friend, and they’ll be gone. Keep promises and stay in touch, not only when you need to be heard, but just because you LOVE THAT PERSON.
Here is one of my favorite videos***SOLID*** from husband and wife Damion and ( my gurl) Maria Brumfield.
Be Blessed!
Inside the mind of cree 