What are the main ingredients in a marriage? What sustains one? What should be in place before one?

Still under the weather

Jade

Hey it's me again Jade. A second away from changing my life. My brother you know the one that tortured me when I was younger? Yeah him! Well he got into a fight with of all people, his best friend. Now I'm not sure how it started but I do know how it ended. Keep in mind I was pretty young at the time. Anyway, somehow his friend tried to get my brother jumped after school. Well he did get into a fight after school, but he didn't get jumped. The person that started the whole thing was my brothers friend. Well one thing lead to another, and next thing I know our phone was ringing off the hook with people threatening him, my other brother and all kinds of stuff. No we don't really back down from a fight so it was on like Donkey Kong. With me ready for war. Yes war! My brothers went down stairs and cut the pool table sticks in half, and I went upstairs to my parents room to get my fathers pistol. Which I had done so many times before. Only this time I truly planned on using it. No my parents had nor have any idea that this happened. My brothers didn't even know about me getting the gun. After we finished preparing for battle, my older brother called the enemy to inform him that we'd be coming in five minutes to whoop some ass. I swear it seemed like we were in the cowboy days because everyone seemed to know that in five minutes all hell was gonna break lose. So there we were. The three of us walking through the alley towards glory. Yes glory. When we arrived there they stood. The one that started this whole thing along with his 3 other friends. They came prepared as well. One even had a big ass chain he was planning to use. Now keep in mind I'm probably 12 maybe 13 or so. Everyone else is about 17 or 19 or so. So I really should not have been there. But there I am face to face with the enemy. Suddenly one of them hauls off and smacks my brother. That's when all hell broke lose. I mean there were fist flying everywhere. I was doing my best to keep my brothers from getting hurt but they really didn't need me. That was until my brother knocked one of them out cold and another one came running over to him about to knock my brother in the head with a stick. Thats when it happened. I pulled out that pistol I'd been carrying and aimed it at that boys head that was about to streak my brother and pulled the trigger. Just as my little fingers was able to fire my oldest brother ran toward me and pushed my arm away to keep me from shooting that guy in the head. I swear it was if time stood still. Everyone stopped fighting and looked at me. My brother was hurt, scared and mad and sad all at the same time. As if a bell had rung the fighting was over. My brother took the gun away from me and we all went home. I told him I was only trying to protect my other brother from getting hit in the back of his head. He didn't care. He was just wounded that he allowed me to be apart of the whole thing to begin with. So much could've happened if he'd not been there in time to push my hand away. So thanks Rocky for changing my life.

This was a nice week if I may say so myself. Although there is one thing that keeps bothering me. This week we had our annual employee meeting. Two of my co-workers rode with me in my car. In my cd player at the time was Dave Holister. Not the old r&b music but rather his new sound which happens to be gospel. Nothing wrong so far, except instead of letting the cd play as I would've done if I were alone, I ejected the cd and turned to hot 107.9 which is a hip-hop station. Now don't get me wrong I like some hip-hop too so that wasn't the problem. The problem is, why I stopped the cd in the first place. Honestly I think I stopped it because I didnt want to seem like a lame (which by the way, I'm soooooo not....trust!) because I listen to gospel music, and it wasn't even sunday. The problem with that is why did I feel the need to change to make someone else comfortable. This only seems to happen when it comes to displaying my belief in God. Not sure why this seems to happen, but it pisses me off often. Yes I love some gospel music. Yes I aim to please God. Yet when the opportunity presents itself to show people that you can chill and and fun, yet still respect and love God I sometimes miss that window. I HATE THAT! Other than that this was a nice week.

So Beautiful

Sobeautiful
VERSE I
your my baby my lover my lady all night you make me want you it drives me crazy I feel like you were made just for me babe tell me if you feel the same way
cause it just feel so right I dont wanna waste no time if i had to choose i know im gon always choose to be with you cause girl dont you know
CHORUS I
girl dont you know you're so beautiful I wanna give all my love to you girl not just a night but the rest of your life I wanna be always here by your side
girl dont you know you're so beautiful I wanna give all my love to you girl not just a night but the rest of your life I wanna be always here by your side
VERSE II
when you're not here you dont know how muych i miss you the whole timeb on my mind is how much imb gonna get to make you feel so good like you know i could tell me if you feel the same way
cause it just feel so right I dont wanna waste no time if i had to choose i know im gon always choose to be with you cause girl dont you know
CHORUS II
BRIDGE
BREAKDOWN
VAMP
baby dont you know you're so beautiful, baby dont you know you're so beautiful, baby dont you know you're so beautiful, baby dont you know you're so beautiful..

Musiq SoulChild

Valentine

Well here we are, the big love celebration day. No I do not really believe in the whole Valentine thing but it's here. So for those of you that do.....Happy Valentines Day! I guess I shouldn't say I don't believe in it at all. I should say if you're in a relationship you should be be showing love daily. If you're in the "chase", then it's a good thing to participate in Valentines Day. I like the whole, "will you be mine" saying. However once he/she is yours, show that you're glad they made the choice to choose you, daily! Guess that's that fairy tale in me coming out again. I will add one piece of advice to those in the chase....Be creative.

A little under the weather today.

Master of my domain. Soup Nazi. The Spit Thery. Name this show.

My name is Jade

My name is Jade. I grew up in the big city of Chicago on the south side. I'm the youngest of 3 boys. So some would say I'm spoiled because of that. Because my parents were tired of all the whooping that had to be given to my older brothers when it came to me they say I was spared quite a bit. I say whatever, I was tortured by my brother (the middle one). Though I guess looking back, all those times he'd punch me or bust my chin or give me a knot on my head somehow, or lock me in a dark room, that was just his way of showing me love. Now don't get me wrong we did and do love each other, I'm just the little brother. No worries I got mine in too. Yup growing up in the windy city. Ahh the days when life was just fun, fun and more fun. I remember playing outside riding my green machine and thinking I was driving an Indy 500 race car. My friends and I taking a long bike ride to Forrest Preserve to race down a hug hill that when looking back seems a bit dangerous. I can at this very moment hear the good ole ice-cream trunk from blocks away headed my way. I remember beating my friends at the arcade on everything from ms. Pac-Man to cenepede to mortal combat. Yup we all seemed to be on top of the world. Don't let me start on Atari and colego vision! Oh snap and when Nintendo came out mannnn! Donkey Kong was the junk. You had to blow into the cartridge to get it to play right. Heck sometimes you had to put it in the freezer for a while for it to work. Damn Nintendo games. I remember being on punishment and for whatever reason the sun was the brightest on these days. Everyone was outside! Birds would be singing the loveliest of songs. Seemed as though my friends could fly all of a sudden! Heck even the mean dog on the block was chill. All because I'd be on punishment. Thanks mom! I mean those things never seemed to happen when I wasn't locked in the house. Yeah memories of my childhood are vivid yet life's true ability to become transparent wouldn't hit me until later in life some 750 miles away from the windy city.

Thank you Father for your many blessings. Thank you for the angels that surround me. Thank you for waking me up to thank you. For all of my faults you still protect me. You still love and care for me. Thank you. I ask that you continue to make me over into a new man. Fire proof me in the way only you can. Prosper me in all thy ways so that I may be a light that others shall take up this love of Christ. Thank you for picking me up when I fall. Thank you for the tools of life that you provide. Thank you thank you thank you!!! Thank you that in it all you will get the glory. Thank you. Lord I thank you!

The Chase

A friend of mine asked the question that many of us face from time to time. He asked, "now that I've got her, I don't want her. What should I do?"
My question is when do you give up the chase? There are many factors in the equation of a chase. First there needs to be a self worth established. Then asking yourself what do you really want to obtain, by winning her? Because once the chase is on, it usually becomes more intense. Often the longer the chase the more the commitment of acquisition becomes. Just as a cheetah chases it's prey at 70mph with fierce intensity, so goes the chase of a woman. Yet at some point victory or defeat must run it's course. As that very prey turns, jumps and stops on a dime, so does the male in a chase for a woman. Most times the prey can and will outlast the hunter. Same goes for men and women. Now if during this chase, the prey shows ANY signs of giving up the hunter will get a boost of adrenalin to sustain it-self a while longer. In order for the hunter to give up he must not have gained even an itch of victory during this chase. This is where the chase of a women takes it's turn. Often passive and enjoys the chase she will keep this paste for as long as either she's ready to give in or you've had enough. Again I ask when is that moment? I believe a woman can never be truly understood. Yet I do believe that conclusions can be made using certain factors. One of which is the moment she slows down to let you get a peak of just what it is you've been after. Once this happens you're there! Now it's all on the male. Decision time! At that moment I believe the answer will lull with the very thing it should have started with; your self worth. If you've been satisfied with what's been given back then the chase continues. If not, well I think we know the answer.

Unfair disadvantage. Made to learn life at an early age. Bars blocking freedom erased possibilities. Surroundings of war fair wounded me at the age of 14. Stepped into man shoes at 18. Limited life at 21. Business owner at 22. “Hustle man “ at 25. Married at 24. Home owner at 25. Father to my son at 26. Freedom at 30.

His name is Jade.

She Haunts me!

She haunts my desires with passion yet unleashed. Her glow brightens the sun. Her laughter lifts my spirits. Her zest is admired. She makes me want to be better. She makes me smile with thoughts of her. Her dedication is wise. Her beauty is breath taken and not in the corny way. All this zeal yet I cannot obtain.

Africa

Why is that Africans don't like us black Americans? I know we Americans can have a smug attitude at times. Yet the core of who we are is African. What it must feel like to be born and raised in Africa. A place I envision to be of such beauty. Gods chosen paradise. I know we often fear the unknown which may be portrayed through laughter or tautness. This is our arrogance to believe that since we're not used to something, the something must be wrong. I strongly stand against such stupidity. Who are we to group people into this box of you're not like me so....? I want the connection that we should have to be mended so that we can experience one another unlike any other race of people. It's time to put away our petty differences and come together to rebuild a bloodline that was snatched away so many years ago. We are uniquely linked unlike any other group of people. I'll be the first to say there is much I can learn from my brothers and sisters in Africa. Such as family! Such as strength! Such as faith! Such as recognizing true beauty! Although it's whispered that because I'm America I'm not liked; To that I say forgive me of my ignorance and teach me a better way of intertwining with you, as my ancestors did some 450 years ago.

Thanks

To the mother of my son. I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for your patience with him. Thanks for those times you woke up to give him breast milk when you were dead tired. Thank you for always showing him love even though he may have gotten on your nerves a time or two. Thank you for dressing him in the finest of things. Thanks for giving him the room he wanted (fireman). Thanks for looking at him and allowing him to find peace in your eyes. Thanks for insuring that he goes to the best schools. Thanks for your many sacrifices. Thanks for not allowing anyone to piss you off during your pregnancy. Thank you for the many, many things you do that I have not mentioned.

Just Asking

Do you know when God is talking to you? Do you listen when He’s telling you to do or not to do something? Do you really believe the stories in the bible? Do you believe in heaven and hell? Just asking.

LOVE IS PATIENT

How do you save someone that doesn’t want to be saved? This question was posed to me this week. My response was silent because the person asking didn’t want to hear my true opinion. I believe everyone has their own path to journey into. Unless this is a child, forcing someone to move in the direction YOU think they should is not right. All you can do is make it known you concerns, and wishes for that person. Encourage them by letting them know you want the very best for them. Don’t get mad if they don’t heed you advice. Flow in love, which by the way is patient…ALWAYS and FOREVER.

Today's Inspirational Quote:

"I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar."

-- Robert Brault

Heart broken

Life Challenges

Life and it’s many changes and challenges. From new to old, life never stops. There are many crossroads to bare many of which can truly be difficult. Not knowing if you’re making the best decisions for not only you, but for others that are affected by your moves. All of which are quite frankly, scary. My confession is that I’m scared shitless underneath my for going appearance. I know I’ve made many choices that have not been some of my best moments. I know what I’ve gained from them, and I know what I’ve lost as well. I know I’ll make more mistakes as my life continues. I just don’t want to make the big ones anymore.