Ummmm cuse meeeeeeeeeee! /BLOG

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When it comes to business I have to really be on my game. Sometimes you can appear friendly, too friendly, not aggressive on the surface but when it comes to business I am a beast and I know it.

In business you have to always  discuss facts and stay on the point. Because once you get off the point the other person can drive your story all over the place. Not gon happen with me. Sometimes I hate to go there because I can be very expressive in the face, because I’m always  a really nice person. I can come off as very aggressive and I don’t mean to be that way. But I find out that I let things build up and when its time to discuss it there’s no changing my mind. And I don’t if that’s a good thing.

I  Live downtown Detroit and there are a lot of new developments going on in the city. Many people are leaving the suburbs and moving to these downtown apartments which is causing the parking space to be an issue here.  In 2012 when I moved here you can park anywhere at any time inside of the gated parking lot and there was no problem. But now since the building is almost occupied which is 22 floors and 18 apartments there is no space to park. When I come home at 3 AM  I have to pray before I even get here to find a space. They tell us to park across the street which is a Hell to the NAW NAW and definitely not the back where I can’t see my car. I had my van stolen from here a few months after I moved in, and I wish I would park anywhere else except in the gate or in front of the building. They have extra security here and that’s perfect.

This morning when I got home I parked in front of the building along with seven other vehicles.  I went down this morning to run an errand ((( and to move the car))) security asked me about it and I told him there is no room in the parking lot to park anymore I will not park across the street  or in the back of the building. I will not have my car stolen like my Town & Country.He was here when it was stolen because he did the investigation on it. So he knew my frustrations, and understood. But not before I went there.

Just then the property manager came in saying that it was OK because of the issue. I really hated I had to go there but I had to let them know  there was no way I was parking in the back or across the street. Thing was when I said that my van was stolen, people looked at me like WHAT???? YOUR VAN WAS STOLEN FROM HERE? OOO weee I bet security or management wont go there with me again. They shut that conversation down in front of folks REAL QUICK!!! LOL

Now I tried to be nice about it, didn’t want to alarm others in the building, but this is the 3rd time I’ve been asked about my parking. My thing is this, you jammed packed this building knowing full well there is not enough parking for all of these people, then I will let it be known, WHERE I WONT BE PARKING AND WHY. I pay rent here and its NOT CHEAP! Don’t ask me to park across the street, where if something happen off the property they’ll say, “Well that’s not our property.” NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I made it short and to the point. I don’t do all that 3 minute talking especially when I’m right. Make some parking space around here….. now that’s doing business. All they care about is fulling up the apartments…. AND I AINT MAD AT THEM… BUT DON’T TELL ME TO PARK ACROSS THE STREET. GOT ME MESSED UP! The new people don’t know any better..

La’ Crease does! 🙂

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MY story of FORGIVENESS-RAPE/PART 1/BLOG

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Oct 22, 2014 I received an inbox from my ex boyfriend asking me to call him. When I first saw his message my heart started beating fast because of what happened 30 years ago. His name alone bought back memories of that night in August a month before my 18th birthday.  I was hesitate at first, but a part of me wanted and needed to talk to him. I wanted and needed answers. I ignored his messages until I had a day to think about it.

I decided to respond and leave him my number to call me. My heart was beating so fast hearing his voice over the phone, it sorta paralyzed me, but the desire to know answers to my questions made me feel much better as I got comfortable listening to the humbleness in his voice. I listened to him talk about how he loves his now grown children and more especially his grand kids. We talked about God and how being out of jail has really changed his life. He has 2 businesses and is doing very well for himself. He invited me to his job to see him, because it had been so long since we’ve seen each other. And even though it would be a huge step for me…. I went. I prayed about it, and decided that I would go and see him.

When I first walked in, my heart was beating so fast. I wondered if I made the right choice in doing this, but knew I needed answers or I may not ever get them. When I walked into the door, we spotted each other right off. He came over to me, in the humblest Spirit I’ve ever known from him, and gave me a long warm hug and kiss on the cheek. I couldn’t help but see the God in him. He was a changed man, a different person than we were 30 years ago. Still good looking, standing 6’3 and still funny as ever. I loved this man dearly once upon a time. He was my first LOVE and first boyfriend.

As we walked around and talked, he introduced me to his staff. He told them that I was his gurlfriend 30 years ago, and that we hadn’t seen each other in years. They told me how pretty and sweet I was, and how they really loved him. I can tell that he was very nervous, and so was I. But again…. it was something that I had to do. We talked about our families ((( he knows my family and friends, and I know all of his))) and our kids. After about 45 minutes I told him that I had to go, which he didn’t want me to, but I had to get alone to regroup my thoughts. I promised that I would come to see him again soon. He walked me to my car, we hugged and said our goodbyes. As I was driving, I thought about how proud of myself I was. This was a huge step for me, something I could have NEVER EVER done without God. Our meet up was the start of answers for me.

Part 2 tomorrow!

I AM La’Crease ((( I don’t have to do anything else)))

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Learning Valueable Lessons/BLOG

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My Sisters and I was having a conversation the other day about how I use to follow the rules all the time when we were growing up. I always thought twice about what I was doing when it was against the rules. But for some reason it was always in the back of my mind to stop.

As I got older, I realized that I was this same person as a kid . I would tell people not to do something that would make them have to pay the consequences LATER, they always looked at me like…”guuuuuurl it aint that serious.” I remember saying to myself… “why bring extra trouble to yourself?” When I got the reaction that I did, I started asking myself “why do you care if they have to pay the consequences of their actions?” I care because I am a Christian, and I hate to see people suffering when they could have prevented it.I learn through consequences, why not tell others? I’m a person who cares. Oh yes, I could easily watch people do wrong, not open my mouth and watch them pay. That’s easy to do. I’m not that person. But I will say this. I will run it by you once, twice, maybe three times, but I wont be calling you, bugging you, emailing you, texting you or anything like that. As a matter of fact I won’t bring it up again. God gives me visions of the consequences we have to pay when we don’t follow the rules and decide to use the “Free will” button.

There was a time in my life when I was clicking that “free will” button all day EVERYDAY. I remember one consequence I paid heavily just before turning 20. My BFF lisa band I worked together, and when we would get tips we would put them in our tip jar, but when we were low on money instead of ringing up pastries and coffee, we would STEAL and put that money in our tip jar too. We started off doing it a few times a week, then we started getting addicted and depended on that change so we did it all day everyday. Eventually we quit that job we were working, and started other jobs. We were very, very, very, close did everything together, lived across the street from each other, went out together, took trips together, she knew my family and I knew hers. We LOVED each other like Sisters. We were so goofy , laughed all day everyday.

Well one day me and my BFF were running errands. She left her purse in the car to run in someplace (( don’t remember where)), but when she went to the next store she took her purse. As she walked to the car I could see that she was mad about something. When she got in the car, she asked me did I go in her purse and take $20.00? I said NO.. I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!!! She said well Creasy, it was in here when I left home. I said I didn’t go in your purse, I wouldn’t do that. We argued all the way home. We didn’t talk for YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS over that. She felt like how could you do that to me? I was your BFF. There was nothing I could say to convince her that I would never ever do anything like that to her.I was devastated. I prayed and asked God why is this happening?

He said…. when you and Lisa were working together, you both stole money. Even though you have never stolen from anyone, not out of their homes, not out of their purses, you have a history of being a THIEF. There was nothing you could say to convince her that it wasn’t you that took her money. That’s when it started to click in my head. She felt like… if I did it to our job, then I would do it to her. But I didn’t,and I paid for it. After no communication for years and years, when we finally grew up and started talking. She told me that she found out that it was her brother (( he started doing it regularly)) who went in her purse and stole her money, not me… she apologized. I was more happy that she didn’t think it was me, than anything.

Her only child and my God daughter erikaErika, had gotten big and didn’t know me 😦  We were in different places at this time, and no matter how much we talked, we never got that connection we had in the beginning.  😦 I learned a serious lesson in all of that. What we did together spilled out in our own friendship. There was nothing I could have said to convince her that I didn’t steal her money. The consequences of stealing from that company, was how I lost my BFF and the closeness/bond/friendship of my NOW AKA BEAUTIFUL GOD DAUGHTER!! I paid for that dearly. I will never forget this lesson. We are connected on FB and its so good seeing her and Erika. They’re bothlisa ericka Christians who LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES THE LORD… and I’m so glad that we can laugh and talk about our past while moving on to our future. We’ll both be 48 this year and I Thank you Lord Jesus for that LESSON TO SHARE WITH OTHERS. AMEN!

I AM La’Crease (( and SHE doesn’t have to do anything else))

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Catfish the show….INTERNET STALKERS/BLOG

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Hey Yall!

I’m a huge fan of Catfish the Show. I’m attracted to it because its so scary and it could happen to anyone! Its sad that people purposely live a life to deceive others over the internet. These people wake up everyday and have to come up with new stories and new conversations. As I watch the show and study the person doing the “catfishing”…. I can’t help but notice that there is always something going on with them. It could be loneliness, abandonment issues, attention, boredom and the list goes on. Sometimes they get so caught up in the lies they tend to believe it themselves. I also noticed that many of them never intended for the “catfishing” to go on so long. My thing is this…. what fun or “feeling” does someone get from this? Its time consuming, and not only that, but they become a person that’s not even REAL. How could that person leave the house and go on with life as normal and be connected to someone in the world as another person ?
That’s sick to me! SICK! SICK! SICK!

These people study their catfish on line, either on a BLOG  FB, Twitter, Instagram and other social outlets. They know everything about them and will do anything to stay connected. Some use God’s name and Scriptures or whatever is important to that person to keep their attention. Its so sad how long they will allow themselves to LIVE THE LIE. Hurting other people is so wrong. I just hope that the catfish would get help and figure out what ever it is that’s in them that causes them to put time and energy into deceiving others. You are SICK! STOP IT!

Be Blessed

I AM La’Crease

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Being OUTSPOKEN… A WRONG AND RIGHT TIME/BLOG

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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!

Flirting/BLOG

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These last few weeks has truly been amazing for me.. Spiritually. That’s another blog.

Living alone has really forced me to pay close attention to ME. I’m really in tuned with myself, things I never paid attention to when I was raising my daughter… I guess because it was all about her. But looking back on my life and this is so funny to me.. So, so, so, so, so, so funny. And I’ll tell you why in a few, but when you learn your likes and dislikes you are building Character. There are things you will simply not deal with, and I so love that about myself. I don’t comply with things I don’t want to deal with. But let me share what I learned about myself…. and I wish I knew why.

There are these contractors that work in the building, they’re the nicest group of men you ever want to meet. They don’t have attitudes or anything. Well the Boss/Leader likes me.. and I like him too. Not only that, but several of his people are attracted to me as well. And he knows it. LOL I love to flirt and talk “junk” to him… but I am firm on my won’ts and don’ts.

I looked back on my life and realize that through the years.. I have dated members of management at my job. I’m always attracted to the Leader. I wonder why? I wonder if its something I’m putting out there and I’m not aware of it, or is it something in both of us that attracts each other. In this situation I will never flirt with his people, but I LOVE THE ATTENTION. LOL Its funny because I know it will never go further than flirting…. I’m just not a woman easy to catch like that.

When I’m walking to my car, the men working in the apartments will whistle at me and its so funny looking up at the windows and finding out who it is, only for them to blow me kisses. LOL They have never tried to come to my apartment or say anything out of the way… I love that about them. Even though I don’t flirt with them… I enjoy them flirting with me… because its always when the Boss is not looking. Men crack me up. I don’t even think the Boss knows my name. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA… see little stuff like that… I love discovering about myself. He doesn’t even know my name. LOL When I see him Monday… I’m going to ask him.

But also let me say this too. I’m very friendly and approachable. I don’t walk around with my face twisted, and mouth turned up. I’m always smiling and in a good mood. If I’m going through something.. I’ll leave that at home. I NEVER take it out on anyone. I do get quiet when something is bothering me, but I never transfer my Spirit onto another person. I make eye contact with people that cross my path. I smile and show myself friendly. And by me saying that… I believe that’s what attracts these men. Everywhere I go. I try to think positive and it shows on my face. Men like that.. they don’t want to be around a woman who always look mean and have something smart to say. Men don’t like that. I don’t like that in a man. Looking all mean and DISCONNECTED… get out of my face with that.

Anyway… women discover some things about yourself. I promise I love myself more and more everyday.

Be Blessed!

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Another One of My Kids…

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These last few days I’ve been thinking hard about our youth today.

 

I wrote yesterday on one of my students and how he’s being charged with MURDER.

 

Last month one of my favorite students was KILLED when he was driving a stolen jeep which turned over and threw him out of it. I was sick when I found out that it was HIM. I had seen the story on the news.. never in a million years thought it would be him.

 

What I LOVED about him……he was loving underneath all his BADNESS. LOL He worked my nerves every day I saw him. I would talk to him everyday, all day about his behavior, cursing, and just being bad. He was a big baby, that needed attention. I could see it in his eyes and the things he said. HE use to make me SO angry sometimes, that I would wish he wouldn’t come to school for a whole week. Thing is… LOL LOL He came to school every single day. He hardly ever, ever missed. He use to get mad at me when I kicked him out of the hallways and lunch period. One day he was soooooooooooo mad at me, that I was happy…. that meant he wouldn’t get on my nerves. So when he was around me he wouldn’t talk much.

 

I really grew to LOVE him.. no matter what he got into. I really loved this boy. No matter how “bad” I just call him bad…. but no matter how  challenging he was….when I saw him.. I could feel my face light up when he walked into the room. Because I knew he was either going to be silly that day and get on my nerves, or be in one of those moods where he was begging me or bugging me about something. Gosh.. I’m going to miss him. We called him D. Woods. Deangelo Woods was his name. His nickname was Pooney.

Everybody in the whole school knew him because he was always picking on somebody. I use to talk to him all the time about getting himself together and not dying in these streets. I loved that lil boy, but I knew that his days were numbered. I could see it in his walk,eyes, and life. I hated what I saw…. but I know these streets and I know that at times… he just didn’t care. I loved him.. even though he use to make me so mad with him at times. He was still a kid to me, and he was one of those boys that needed just a little more attention.As a MOTHER… I knew that. Below is also a link to the NEWS REPORT here in Detroit on his story.

http://www.clickondetroit.com/news/1-dead-in-policechase-crash-on-i75-in-hazel-park/27350288

 

Um um um… RIP D. Woods

God revealed ……. From the desk of Cree

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God revealed some very interesting things to me today…. about myself. LOL Its funny… only God to explain and give me examples in the way he does.

My daughter and I met today with our family realtor to look at 3 homes. My daughter and mom both have an VISION to see a tore down, jacked up inside and out home…………… beautiful.

I DON’T.

When I go into a home, * and we go quite often* it has to be nice and pretty for me to like it. In other words…. “move in ready”. I get instantly turned off by homes that has been demolished, and need work. I’m really NOT a good person to take with you when buying a home. When I feel weak floors, see stained carpets, spooky basements, cob web closets, broken windows, nasty walls, sinks and bathtubs, chip tiles, I just CANT! I have absolutely no vision to see past these types of interior issues. You can find me half way through the tour looking scared in a corner, and ready to GO!!! LOL

This one place we saw today, people were still living there, that made it even worst for my vision, because ALL OF THEIR THINGS were in the house. I can’t mentality take out their things to add mines. I don’t know why I can’t see past this. My daughter was saying… “and we can take this out and add that”. “we can gut all this out, then we can knock this wall out”. I’m standing there saying to myself… guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurl… lets get out of here!!! LOL My mom and daughter can draw…. I can’t. They can pick out furniture to match the carpet, tile for the floors, certain types of sinks for the bathroom…… and poor me just standing there like…. ” God why can’t I see this type of vision?

Just then…. he took me there. He told me that it was okay. Everybody can’t have the same vision… its okay he said.

He reminded me how I can see the beauty and the restoration in a person who is homeless, someone beaten, abused, raped,and abandon. I can see a glorious life for them once they get the help they need. Some people feel that there is NO HOPE for these people. I don’t see it that way. He ask me… how many times have someone told you, “you give compliments to everybody”!!!! A lot I answered. He said that’s because you can see the beauty in people. You have the gift to see past the pain. You love people, you can see the best in them, you can see beyond their current situation. And I’m standing there like WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW!!!!! In my mind…. I’m thinking that everyone should be able to see the beauty in others…… GOD SAID…but they don’t.

So when I walked around these houses today with my face sorta twisted, he said …. just because YOU can’t see the beauty in these homes, DOESNT MEAN THAT IT CANT BE DONE…

I JUST LOVE GOD!!! I JUST LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE HIM!!!

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Crossing the line in Marriage~ From the desk of Cree

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So, I’m sitting here watching the Real Housewives of Atlanta. Clearly reminding me of Why did I get married…… as Kenya is the one with NO HUSBAND, NO CHILDREN.. NO NOTHING… but trouble.
 
 
I’m having a hard time understanding why these other women can’t see the drama she’s bringing to the cast. Maybe its in their contract to have to sit there and be apart of something that only makes them look like weak women. Oh well… couldn’t be ME!
 
 
I’ve never been married. But I be darn, if I see my husband talking to someone who I clearly warned … that if you have any issues or conversations for ME or my HUSBAND… I need to always be present and apart of it. Now keep in mind this is not a random… this is because of an incident that happened in the past. My Question: Why is that so hard to understand? This is why when you’re speaking, you need to be CLEAR of what you’re saying ESPECIALLY when dealing with WOMEN…. it doesn’t need to be a 15 minute conversation…. only 3-5. To me either Apollo is either slow, or have a hard time understanding “lines you don’t cross” in a marriage.
 
 
After the relationship with my daughters father… I promised I would NEVER be insecure with my man.And I stayed true to my word. I realized I LOOK GOOD TOO. And, I sure don’t want a MAN who’s insecure either. If I ever had to be…. I would leave… one thing about LACREASE WALKER…. I have no problems leaving a friendship or relationship once I see its not working. NONE.. A BLESSING I TRULY HAVE. #GIFTOFGOODBYE. Let me say this…. I will work on my marriage, talk, cry, go to counseling, meet up with other married couples for advice…. but I refuse for my SELF ESTEEM to go down. Hell to the neva naw! 
 
 
Some women are so full of drama.. I wish a woman/man WOULD disrespect our relationship/marriage. The part that made me mad about is Pheadra, she’s so “sophisticated ” but maybe she didn’t want to really get down with him, because she was filming, but she should have made him come to the room with her to talk that out. I wouldn’t be able to sleep, or discuss anything else until we talked. I’m not going to beat around the bush, we’re not going to talk in front of company, we’re not going to use curse words to get our point across, we’re not going to raise our voices, and before we go to sleep…. we should have made up. All that next day, talking in codes, making him kiss her as*… I wouldn’t play all that. She’s keeping it build up inside and its causing resentment.. I can see it on her face. That will make a man step out too. Nope.. it aint right… but it happens.
 
 
Single women… like Kenya always have THE MOST TO SAY about people who are married. She doesn’t have a clue to mother hood or being a wife. Its so disrespectful to see her so deep into their business. I, do NOT play that at all. I wish a woman WOULD get in me and my husbands business.
 
 
First of all, the type of woman I am, I WILL NEVER make you feel as if you can comment on my relationship. And let me make this clear…. I say I don’t play that not because IM JUST SO GONE AND HEAD OVER HEELS OVER HIM… but its because that’s crossing the line. And when someone cross the line on MY BUSINESS with MY HUSBAND…. a beep goes off in my head.. meaning you’re IN MY LANE..I’ll give you that look, and you’ll have so many seconds to vacate the premises. From there… JUST HAVE GOD ON SPEED DIAL…. cause that’s what its going to take to get me to calm down.
 
 
Now let me say this….. both of my Sisters are married. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE , LOVE their husbands. They’re the best brother n laws any sister could have. The type of RELATIONSHIP me and my Sisters have…is this…… I don’t get in their business. My sisters don’t call me, text me, inbox me, or tell me the problems they’re having. FIRST OF ALL … I DON’T CARE… IT’S NOT MY BUSINESS. AND ITS NOT MY LANE. I love that, because when we’re all together, I feel good and comfortable around them. So, when they ask for my opinion about something in the relationship.. THEY ALWAYS VALUE IT. ALWAYS.. ALWAYS! They know I love them all, I don’t take sides JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE MY SISTERS. I tell them to truth, I use words to get to the point, and its not a 2 hour conversation. The truth is always to the point. This is why an authentic woman like me will always stand out.
 
 
So, I say all of that to say…..learn to stay in your lane when it comes to a Marriage. If God Blesses me with a Husband…..God, Communication, along with understanding, faithfulness, and keeping people out of our BUSINESS will be our guide….. THIS IS ONE AREA IN MY LIFE… I DO NOT PLAY!
 
Be Blessed!
 
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy

ID got me “messed up” LOL Crees Blog Entry

Today I posted on my FB page this story:
 
 
Yesterday me and Nesha was pulling out of Starbucks, when this black guy.. maybe in his early 50’s walked almost up to the car and asked me would I drop him off someplace. My face was twisted and disfigured…. like get away from my car.

First of all… I watch too much ID to even let him ask me a question. I WISH I WOULD let a stranger in the car with me, while he sit in the back and hold a gun/knife up to me and my daughter’s head. Before he approached me… my chances of living was 100%, when you let strangers in your car…. THAT YOU DON’T KNOW… your chances of living go to 50/50. That’s one area I WILL NOT COMPROMISE. I’ll give you money, directions, advice, even food…. but to get in my car… and create a new atmosphere….. NOT GON HAPPEN.. So, I say that to say….everybody does not have good intentions. Be safe, and pay attention to your surroundings. You cannot drop everybody off someplace… just because you’re going that way.

ID has really opened my eyes………with my TOO FRIENDLY SELF.

This is real life for me. I felt in the past, that I was a very naive person. Mainly because no one has done anything to me, and I didn’t have any bad stories to share. But my daughter is apart of this new generation where people her age and younger and doing so many bad things. She is very cautious about everything, and she has really taught me a thing or two. By her working for sevral Judges, sitting in on many court cases, and just by knowing many things in the system, she knows this stuff.
 
 
So I started watching the shows that she watches, plus I’ve always been a fan of mysteries, and crime solving. But after watching them everyday, through the night, it has really started to effect me. I DO NOT PLAY anymore. I am so cautious of people. I’m telling you those shows has really taught me about people. So, after I posted my stat on FB… my customer from Walmart sent me this video that had me SCREAMING LAUGHING… See I’m not crazy and I’m not alone. LOL Watch.

 

 

 
 
 
Be Blessed
 
 
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy