tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68860270137463333122024-03-12T22:56:47.108-04:00Just Me, Being MeDenisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.comBlogger3262125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-80180123697371432362016-03-14T03:40:00.002-04:002016-03-14T03:40:04.577-04:00Dancing With Dad<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/BjFmc63aOTM" width="459"></iframe><br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-51094849828685873372016-03-14T00:26:00.003-04:002016-03-14T00:28:53.286-04:00Visit With My Dad<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-67184305050416248092016-03-11T23:19:00.001-05:002016-03-13T23:08:35.920-04:00Show Us Your Life Friday-Introduction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Hello everyone, my name is Denise, also known in the blogging world as shortybear. I am 53 years young, and live in Chattanooga Tennessee with my husband of almost 31 years Eddie. Our wedding anniversary is right around the corner, on April 6th.We do not have any children, except for our fur baby, Coco.I tried for 16 years to get pregnant, but it was not meant to be, due to medical problems. I have type 1 diabetes, really bad. It has caused many </em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>problems for me, such as nerve damage to my eyes, hands, legs, feet, and stomach. I had a stroke in 2011, a heart attack , and triple bypass in 2014. I attempted suicide in 2015. As you can see, I do not hold anything back on my blog. Why should I? There is no reason to sugar coat things. Life is what it is, filled with ups, and downs. I love the Lord, and thank Him for daily being with me, and putting up with me. I am just me, being me!!</em></strong></span>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-46022922448619236302016-03-09T19:53:00.000-05:002016-03-09T19:53:08.772-05:00Wednesday Hodgepodge<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>1. March is National Women's History Month. In that vein, who are three women who've been influential in your life? How so? My momma-The way she lived, and the way she died. Both, showed much courage, and strength. My sister-The strength she shows daily in dealing with her diabetes. My sixth grade teacher, Mrs. Harland, she carried me through some very hard, sad times.</em></strong></span><br />
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Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-24526005222779586702016-03-08T20:08:00.002-05:002016-03-08T20:08:47.569-05:00Tuesday Afternoon<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>My memory has been turning back the pages today. I have been writing in my journal, sharing my memories. What a trip I have taken, without even leaving my apartment. There have been many stops along the way, revisting loved ones. Smiles, laughter, tears, my emotions have been up, and down all day. But, would not have missed it for the world!!</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-61284659923476203492016-03-08T11:23:00.004-05:002016-03-08T11:23:58.164-05:00Tuesday@Ten-Choice-<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>It is not my choice to be physically wrecked like I am at this point in my life. My feet, and legs are totally dead. No feeling in them at all, I have no words to describe them. My vision is almost gone, blurry constantly. Diabetes is named correctly-Die-bêtes. Diabetes caused my stroke, and heart attack, and nerve problems in my legs, feet, hands, stomach, and eyes. But, when I consider the alternative, pushing up daisies, no thanks. My choice is to push through the physical, and emotional pains of this world, so that one day, I can step into eternity, and receive my brand new, disease free body!!</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-375357210755394812016-03-07T21:22:00.001-05:002016-03-07T21:22:24.049-05:00Proud Aunt<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>My chest is truly puffed out quite a bit more after this weekend. Why puffed out more?? Blame it on my niece, Kelli. Just when I think she cannot possibly amaze me any more, Bam!! She does. I have loved this girl, like a daughter, every since she came into the world back on June 30th, 1982. I have witnessed her ups, and downs. I have seen many of her adventures in life, have participated in many of them, lol loved every minute of the time I have spent with her. She has always been by my side, through all of my hard times, loving me, and encouraging me. Her, and her awesome son, walked in the heart walk with me, helping to accomplish a dream. Her dad, my big brother Charles, is in heaven. But, I know, she daily makes him smile. He smiles with love for the mom she is, the wife she is, the daughter she is, the friend she is, of course, the niece she is. The all around person she is. Saturday, she competed in a race. Actually, much more than a race. There was running, climbing, going over walls, going through mud. You name it, she did it!! She has been faithfully training for this, working very hard to be prepared. Believe me, it showed Saturday. I could hear her dad cheering from heaven!! His baby girl done good, really good!! The world now knows, what I have known her entire life. Kelli, you are my definition of a super woman, super hero, wonder woman. You are my forever hero!! I love you beyond measure.</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-23674609692704301682016-03-07T18:50:00.001-05:002016-03-07T18:52:58.593-05:00Simple Womans Daybook<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Today is Monday March 7, 2016</strong></em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>THANKFUL-that it is not raining.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>Thinking-about a visit with my dad this week.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>WEARING-jeans, t-shirt, gym shoes.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>CREATING-my weekly planner.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>WONDERING-what kind of week it will be.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>READING-boundaries.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>LOOKING FORWARD TO-my wedding anniversary on April 6th.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>AROUND THE APARTMENT-cleaning day.</strong></em></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>PEEK New Recipe-Spaghetti Pie</em></strong><br />
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> oz uncooked vermicelli or spaghetti </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(5956), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(5956), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_1" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dt><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> 1 </em></strong></span></dt>
<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> egg </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(1182), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(1182), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_2" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dt><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> 1/3 </em></strong></span></dt>
<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> cup grated Parmesan cheese </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(2384), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(2384), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_3" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> lb lean (at least 80%) ground beef </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> cup chopped green bell pepper </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(1634), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(1634), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_2" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> cup chopped onion </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> jar (14 oz) tomato pasta sauce </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(3362), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(3362), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_4" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> cup light cream cheese with roasted garlic (from 8-oz container) </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(1006), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(1006), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_1" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<dd><span class="type"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> cup shredded mozzarella cheese (4 oz) </em></strong></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span class="savingsIndicator" data-bind="visible: getHasSavingsComputed(2236), click: getSavingsIndicatorClickHandler(2236), html: configuration.ContentToIndicateSavingsOnAnIngredient" id="gmi_rp_recipeSavingIndicator_2" style="display: none;"><img src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/spaghetti-pie/~/media/Images/Shared/RecipeParts/Savings/SavingsIndicator.ashx" /></span> </em></strong></span></dd></dl>
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<li class="recipePartStep" id="gmi_rp_recipeSteps_step_2" itemprop="recipeInstructions"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em><span class="recipePartStepHeading">2</span> <span class="recipePartStepDescription">Meanwhile, heat oven to 350°F. Spray 9 1/2-inch glass deep-dish pie plate with cooking spray.</span> </em></strong></span></li>
<li class="recipePartStep" id="gmi_rp_recipeSteps_step_3" itemprop="recipeInstructions"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em><span class="recipePartStepHeading">3</span> <span class="recipePartStepDescription">In large bowl, beat egg. Stir in Parmesan cheese. Add cooked vermicelli; toss to coat. Spoon mixture evenly into pie pan, pushing mixture up sides of pan to form crust.</span> </em></strong></span></li>
<li class="recipePartStep" id="gmi_rp_recipeSteps_step_4" itemprop="recipeInstructions"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><strong><em><span class="recipePartStepHeading">4</span> <span class="recipePartStepDescription">In 12-inch skillet, cook ground beef, bell pepper and onion over medium-high heat, stirring frequently, until beef is thoroughly cooked; drain. Stir in pasta sauce. Spoon evenly into vermicelli-lined pie pan.</span> </em></strong></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Is your phone right next to you, or at least close by? Next to me<br />What windows or tabs are open on your computer right now? <span style="color: black;">Facebook, and Blogger.</span><br />Is your phone a touch screen? Yes<br />Who is the last person to call you? My sister Vicky<span style="color: red;">..</span><br />What was the last movie you watched? Cannot remember<br />What are you doing tomorrow? Cleaning my apartment.<br />Are you in a good mood? Feeling sad, missing my momma on her birthday.<br />Do you think exes can remain friends? <span style="color: black;">Not really.</span><br />Are you starting to realize anything? Yes, life is way to short.<br />Do you follow rules, or break them? <span style="color: black;">Always follow the rules.</span><br />Are you currently looking forward to anything? Yes, my wedding anniversary on April 6th.<br />Could you go a day without eating? Yes.<br />How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? <span style="color: red;">None</span><br />Do you scream stuff out the car window? <span style="color: red;">No. </span><br />Do you have reason to smile right now? <span style="color: red;">Yes</span><br />What do you do, when you need to relax? Write on my blog, and in my journals.<br />What are you listening to right now? <span style="color: red;">My fur baby barking at the neighbors, lol</span><br />What’s your greatest fear? Losing my loved ones.<br />Do you have a best friend? <span style="color: red;">Yes, Jesus.</span><br />Are you afraid of death? <span style="color: red;">No</span><br />Do you open up to people easily? <span style="color: red;">Yes</span><br />Has anyone upset you in the last week? <span style="color: red;">Yes</span><br />What’s your favorite drink? <span style="color: red;">Gold Peak diet tea.</span><br />What are you craving? Chocolate pudding with vanilla wafers, and cool whip.<br />How did you sleep last night? <span style="color: red;">Just fine.</span><br />Would you ever consider turning your house into a B&B? no, I live in an apartment.<br />What was the first thing you ate </strong></span></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>today? <span style="color: red;">Nothing.</span><br />Do you have anything more important you should be doing right now? No.<span style="color: red;">.</span><br />Have you ever eaten tofu, and if so, did you enjoy it? No, have not ever eaten it.<br />What was the last type of meat you ate? Pork<span style="color: red;">.</span><br />What color is your toothpaste? <span style="color: red;">Blue</span><br />Have you taken any medication today? <span style="color: red;">Yes</span><br />Have you ever inhaled helium? <span style="color: red;">No</span><br />Have you set an alarm today? <span style="color: red;">No</span><br />Do you keep up-to-date with current news and events? <span style="color: red;">Yes</span><br />Have you asked someone for advice today? <span style="color: red;">No</span><br />What color is your shampoo? Yellow<br />Have you watched more than an hour of TV today? <span style="color: red;">No</span><br />Ever wake up early on Saturdays to go Garage Sale shopping? <span style="color: red;">Use to do this all the time with my momma.</span></strong></span></span></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>What has fed my soul this week? My precious fur baby Coco. I am so thankful, that when I am not feeling well, which is quite often, she is here for me. Yesterday, I was feeling very sick, stayed in bed all day. My faithful companion, laid in bed with me, right by my side. She did not leave me, until my husband came home from work. Then, she got up long enough to greet him , then she came right back to bed. Bless her heart, she got sick last night, threw up twice. I hate seeing her sick, breaks my heart. After she ate a little bit, and drank some water, she was much better. Thank You Lord for watching over my fur baby. My husband took these pictures of us last night. I love my fur baby so much!!</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span><br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-68067290802741239312016-03-02T11:42:00.001-05:002016-03-02T11:46:07.030-05:00My Fur Baby Coco<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>We adopted our precious fur baby from a shelter, I named her Coco Maria Oldham. Coco because of her color. Her birthday is on our wedding anniversary, April 6th. She will be four years old this year. She is mostly pit bull, with a little bit of lab mixed in. A lot of people are afraid of pit bulls, and think pit bulls are mean dogs. Believe me, that is not true of Coco. She is just a big baby, fifty pounds of baby. She is afraid of thunder, lightening, rain, sirens, and fire crackers. She will start shaking, whining, and hiding, if she hears any of those things. Her vet actually prescribed xnax for her, poor baby. I love her beyond measure, would be totally lost without her. She is definitely my faithful, loyal companion. I call her my nurse. Whenever I am not feeling well, which is quite often, she does not leave my side. If I am in bed, she lays right by my side. She will not leave, unless I get up, then she follows me, room, to room. When I take a bath, or shower, she lays beside the bathtub, until I am finished. When I am in the living room sitting in my recliner, she lays right beside me. When I get ready to get out of my recliner, because of my legs and feet, I cannot get up by myself. I will look at her, and say, Coco, help momma get up. She will jump down, get in front of my recliner, stand up with her paws on the foot rest, and push it down. Then, she waits for me to get up. She leads me to the bathroom. At night, when I am ready for bed, I look at her and say, you want to go to bed? Her ears perk up, and she keeps turning her head from side to side. Then, I say, take me to bed, take momma to bed. She gets down, and leads me to bed. If I am in another room, and need my husband, I look at her, and say go get pappa. She runs to whatever room he is in, and starts barking, and he comes to see what I need. Of course, she is also my play buddy. We play fetch with her toys, wrestle all over the place, and she loves to dance, and likes for me to sing to her. my Coco is one in a million.</em></strong></span><br />
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-1566707143988224832016-03-02T10:19:00.002-05:002016-03-02T10:19:51.514-05:00Wednesday Hodgepodge<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>1. February ended with an extra 24 hours in 2016. What did you do with your bonus day? Nothing.<br /><br /> 2. What's something in your life, that's grown by leaps and bounds, in recent days, weeks, months, or years? I'm giving you lots of room to come up with an answer here, so no fair passing on this one. My faith.<br /><br /> 3. Do you read reviews about a film, before deciding if you'll see it? Did you watch </em></strong></span><a href="http://oscar.go.com/"><span style="color: #62698f; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>The Oscars</em></strong></span></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> this year, and if so your thoughts on the program? How many of the Best Picture nominees had you seen prior to the broadcast? (Spotlight, The Martian, The Big Short, The Revenant, Mad Max: Fury Road, Room, and Brooklyn) If you watched The Oscars who gets your award for 'best dressed'? Did not watch the Oscars, do not care about award shows.<br /><br /> 4. When did you last have overnight houseguests? Give us your top three tips on being a good houseguest. We never have overnight houseguests.<br /><br /> 5. March 2nd is Peanut Butter Lover's Day. Will you be celebrating? If so, would you prefer a home made peanut butter cookie, a Reese's peanut butter cup, an old fashioned peanut butter and jelly sandwich, or shall I just hand you a jar and a tablespoon? home made peanut butter cookies.<br /><br /> 6. Why is failure important? Or isn't it? I think failure is important. I learn from my mistakes.<br /><br /> 7. Share with us one fun thing on your March calendar. date night<br /><br /> 8. Insert your own random thought here. my fur baby is in such a sweet, loving mood today.</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-46519966434898040552016-03-01T13:38:00.000-05:002016-03-01T13:38:06.221-05:00Tuesday Afternoon<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>I am in this world, but not of this world. I am surrounded with love, from the dove up above. I dance, giving praise to the One who created me, in Him, I am made whole. I will dance throughout eternity, and sing praise's loudly, proclaiming the great love that I have for my Father. It truly refreshes, and renews my soul. Please join me, and together, we can spread joy&love, to a world in need of both!!</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-35882104338294474062016-03-01T13:00:00.000-05:002016-03-01T13:00:04.453-05:00Tuesday @ Ten-I Am<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>I am His daughter, which makes me a princess, because He is the King. I am a warrior, fighting battles daily, with the strength my Father pours into me. I am determined to not give up, or give in. I am in the world, but not of this world. I am cleansed by the blood of the precious Lamb. I am saved by amazing grace. I am living proof of miracles. I am clay, daily willing to be molded by the Potter. I am a woman, filled with love for my true Groom. I am a daughter, whose heart really does belong to my Daddy. I am me!! </em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-80309593323239622222016-03-01T08:31:00.001-05:002016-03-01T08:31:48.295-05:00Happy March<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-70363268143264625312016-02-24T22:20:00.000-05:002016-02-24T22:20:02.031-05:00Tuesday@Ten-Belong<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>All my life I have wanted to belong, to fit in somewhere. It seems I was destined to be a square peg, in a round shaped world. No one would play with me in elementary school, because I was overweight, I was constantly bullied. It got to the point, where I begged my teacher to let me stay in the class room during recess, and help her clean the chalk board, file papers, and various other chores. In junior high, and high school, my girlfriends dated, while I stayed home on the weekends. I met my husband Eddie, when I was 21. We met in November 1984, he asked me to marry him in December 1984, we got married in April 1985. We have been together 31 years this April. I love him more than mere words could even begin to describe. I thank God for him daily, he is precious to me. But, he treats me like a possession, not a wife. He does not want me to have friends, go to church, or anywhere else. I have to live by his rules. He takes advantage of the fact that I cannot drive, because I am legally blind. I feel he uses my other physical ailments against me also. He does not want to go to church, and does not want me to go without him. In his eyes, I definitely belong to him. But, you know what? I do not belong to him, like a possession. I am a woman, made of flesh, human being. God created me, I am His. I belong to the King of Kings!! All I have to be, is me. I do belong, to the family of God.</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-26677057952761529722016-02-24T10:02:00.002-05:002016-02-24T10:02:26.190-05:00Descending Into Hell-Part 2<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>The van arrived at the rehab, about 45 minutes after leaving the hospital. The two deputies, helped me out of the van, escorted me inside the rehab, signed me in , took the handcuffs off of me, and away they went. The receptionist, told me to have a seat, that someone would be to get me shortly. Twenty minutes passed, then a man walked up in front of me. Are you Denise Oldham? I said, yes, I am. He said, come with me. He took me to an empty room, and told me to have a seat. I sat down, and he began to question me. Gave me a stack of papers to read, and sign. When I was finished, he took the papers, and left. A woman walked into the room, asked me if I wanted something to eat, or drink. I told her thanks, but no thanks. I was still feeling sick at my stomach. I asked her for a bucket, I knew I was going to throw up. As soon as she handed me the bucket, I started throwing up. She brought me a diet coke with ice, and a straw. I tried to drink some of it, because I was very thirsty. But, could not keep any of it down . Another man walked in the room, told the woman that my room was ready. He walked me down a long hallway, without my walker, it was a very long, slow walk. We finally reached our destination, my room. He showed me a small locker, with no lock, where I could put my clothes whenever I got them. I said, when can I call someone to bring me some clothes? He said, we will let your husband bring some this evening, and leave them at the desk for you, we will have to look through all of them first, then you can have them. Then, he took me to the laundrey room, and showed me how everything worked. We went back to my room, and he introduced me to my roommate. He left, suddenly my roommate was not so sweet anymore. She stepped in front of me, and said, that is your bed, pointed to the bed on the left, and that is my bed, pointed to the bed on the right. We share the locker space, and there is only one bathroom. Got it?? I said, yes, I understand your space, my space. I promise not to get in your way, or bother you. Bed?? I definitely would not call it a bed. There was no mattress, or box spring, only a box!! A hard, cardboard box. With one sheet, and a very thin blanket. I froze the entire time I was there. There was one thin pillow, with a little pillowcase. The lady came back, and took me down the hallway to see the medical doctor. He asked me several questions, examined me, and drew several tubes of blood from me. He walked me back to my room, took my temperature, checked my pulse, and blood pressure. He said that since this was my first day, and I was not feeling well, and did not have my walker with me, I could just rest. He left, the nurse came in with some medicines for me to take, she left, I laid down on my little box, put the covers over me, and went to sleep. Later, they woke me up, put me in a wheelchair, and pushed me down to the dining room. It was dinner time, but I still was not able to eat, or drink. I was introduced to several of the other patients. I was so nervous, and scared. I was not sure how to act. I was told by several of the other patients, that they knew why I was there. They said, you tried to kill yourself. How did you do it? Why did you do it? Are you married, do you have any children? Do you drink, or do any drugs? I did not want to answer their questions, just wanted to be left alone, just wanted to get better. I wanted to see my family, I wanted to go home. Wanted to see my sweet little fur baby coco. I found out my roommate was an alcoholic, bless her heart. That night, I was allowed a three minute phone call, only one phone call. The phone was in the hallway, not to far from my room. I called my husband, started crying as soon as I heard his voice. I was still sitting in the wheelchair. When my time was up, I hung up, and started wheeling myself down the hallway to my room. I do not know what happened, but the next thing I remember, I hit the floor. Two nurses helped me up, and back into the wheelchair. Everyone was staring at me, very embarrassing. They kept asking me if I was ok, they said my speech was slurred. I had hurt my head too. They called an ambulance, and my husband. The ambulance picked me up, and took me to the hospital. Once I got there, they did x-rays, a ct scan, a spinal tap, and blood work. They said I had a slight concussion, and kept me overnight. The next day, they took me back to rehab. They moved me to a different floor, different roommate. Same lovely box for my bed. My roommate was in there for alcoholism, crack, and meth. She was truly messed up. She had lost her children, and when she got out of rehab, she did not get to go home, had to go to a halfway house. My heart hurt for everyone there, so many broken lives. Broken hearts, broken dreams, lost souls. We all looked like the walking dead, walking the hallways, looking for a sign of our former lives. I prayed for everyone, and tried to be an encourager while I was there. They all started calling me Aunt Nesie. I was quick to share a smile, or hug. We had classes everyday, with breakfast, lunch, and dinner in between. After dinner, we had our last class for the day. Then we could go into the break room, watch television, do puzzles, or play board games. We would get our night time medicines at 9, lights out at 10. While I was on that floor, I also had another bad fall. I was on my walker, my husband had brought my walker from home. I was in the break room, doing crossword puzzles. I got up, told everyone good night, and started walking toward the door. My walker started wobbling, I lost my balance, and down to the floor I went. My head started bleeding really bad on the left side, it hurt. They put an icepack on it for a few minutes. The nurse helped me to my room, put a towel on my pillow, and helped me to bed. The next day, my head looked aweful, badly swollen, and bruised. Visitation day was twice a week, for one hour. When my husband, and niece saw my head, it really upset them. My niece was so sweet, she got a wet paper towel, and got the dried blood off of my head. The rest of my stay was spent going to classes, talking to my counselor, and praying. Then, came the morning, that they told me I was going home. Woo Hoo!! I called my husband when I knew he would be home from work. I said, honey, can you please come get me?? He said, what? I said, I am free, I am coming home. He said, I will be there as soon as I can get there. He was there in just a few minutes. I hugged everyone goodbye, and wished them well. A nurse walked me down the hallway, through the double doors, and outside. I saw my husband standing by our car. I started crying, tears of joy, and relief. Praise God, I was going home!! Update coming next. </em></strong></span>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-44860557234105730462016-02-22T08:21:00.000-05:002016-02-22T09:16:15.973-05:00Descending Into Hell<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> March 2015, I attempted suicide, by overdosing on pills. As I lay in my bed, dark thoughts were entering my mind. Thoughts such as : You are worthless, You are nothing but a burden, No one would miss you, No one loves you, The world would be better off without you. I started crying, and praying. Asking God to forgive me for what I was about to do, and asking Him to watch over my loved ones, and to help them understand why I did it. I thanked the Lord for all the things He had always done for me, and told Him I was very sorry, for being a disappointing daughter. Then, I swallowed all of the pills, asked the Lord to please take this burden from me, and closed my eyes. The next thing I remember, I woke up, very sick. I reached for a bucket beside my bed, and started throwing up, repeatedly. I threw up so many times, I felt like there could not possibly be anything left inside of me. I could feel myself fading away, I knew I was dying. This was real!!I managed to get myself into the living room, and found my phone. I dialed 911, told the guy that answered, what I had done, he stayed on the phone with me, until the ambulance got here .I barely remember the ambulance getting here. Next thing I remember, is opening my eyes, looking around, realizing that I was in a hospital room. I had a night shirt, and a pair of pants on. I had no socks, or shoes, with me. I had thrown up all over my shirt, and was holding on tightly, to a bucket. They would not allow me to leave the room to use the bathroom, they were afraid I would either try to escape, or hurt myself. A preacher came and talked to me, asking several questions. After praying for me, he told me that I would not be going home, that I had to go to a rehab. Of course, I was very upset, started crying. I wanted to go home, but my husband made me realize, that rehab was truly the best place for me at that time. My husband finally had to leave, because he had to be at work, early the next morning. A couple of hours later, I finally quit throwing up, my stomach settled down. It was about 5:30 in the morning, when I fell asleep. About thirty minutes later, someone woke me up, by shaking my arm. I opened my eyes, and to my great shock, and surprise, there stood beside my bed, saying over, and over again, wake up Mrs. Oldham, a deputy from the sheriffs department. I said, can I help you? He said, I am here to take you to Valley Hospital, which was the rehab I would be going to. He told me that I needed to get my socks, and shoes on, that it was time for me to go. I told him that I did not have any socks, or shoes with me. The nurse brought me a pair of socks, and put them on me. They helped me off the bed, and the deputy began to walk me down the hallway, and out the front door. I looked aweful. No shoes, only socks, throw up all over my Winnie the pooh night shirt, and dirty green pants. It was early morning, in March, so it was cold. I did not have a jacket, or sweater. There was a sheriff's van, sitting in front of the hospital. There was another deputy, sitting in the passenger side of the van. As I approached the van, he opened the door, and came up beside me. He told me to put my hands behind my back, I did. He handcuffed me, then both deputies had to help me get in the van. At this point, I was feeling, hopeless, alone, and humiliated beyond belief. He started the van, and we pulled out of the hospital parking lot, and onto the road. The road leading to another chapter, in this long nightmare!! To be continued................................... </em></strong></span>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-14365111134127298702016-02-20T21:50:00.001-05:002016-02-20T21:52:51.970-05:00Video Of Me And My Sister<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xA9k72Nr9aE" width="459"></iframe><br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-87005624786132557322016-02-20T21:46:00.001-05:002016-02-20T21:46:47.206-05:00Visit With My Sister<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>have not seen my sister since Christmas 2013. have missed her like crazy, cried many tears over her. praise God, got to see her today in the parking lot of hobby lobby. here are some pictures, hated saying bye.</em></strong></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-29673330347680269952016-02-18T08:15:00.001-05:002016-02-18T08:15:20.610-05:00God Loves You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>The reassurance of God's love for His people, can be found in the Holy Bible, and it is stated in countless ways. A few examples are: In the Book of Job, He watches everything you do, and counts every step you take. In the Book of Psalms, He collects every one of your tears, and He records each one. In the Book of Isaiah, He tells you to not be afraid, because He will help you in time of trouble, and He will securely hold, your right hand. In the Book of Philippians, the same loving God that took care of Paul and Timothy, will supply your every need.</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>The foremost example of God's steadfast love for His people, is stated in the Book of Romans. It states: “...God showed his great love for us, by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.” (NLT).</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Whenever you need a reminder about the depth of God's love to you, remember that He has always loved you, and He will continue to do so. His faithful love is unconditional, and endures forever. He will never leave you. Why? Because God is called, “Elohim Kol Eres” (God of the whole earth), and “He is good!”.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Lord God, thank You for Your mercy, and love even when we stray. Amen.</em></strong></span><br />
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