My Wife

My wife is a dictatorial, fanatical (trying to make me vegan), stubborn arguer. But probably, that's the reason I love her.

Dean aka Idaho 

Good Night

Howdy all,
It's 8:30--time for me to go to bed. But for those of you who would like to read my blog, here goes. Today it seemed like something else. I didn't go to Easterday and I don't know about tomorrow. Praise God I still have a little part of my mind left and that my gift from God, my dear sweet wife, is continuing to put up with me.  It's a long crooked road though. The doctor gave me a test and said that I would live. Well, both feet are on top of the ground, so I  daresn't complain. Not much news, but I still love my wife. Hasta luego.

   In Jesus Christ,

  Dean aka Idaho

My Long Journey

Well, I think I'll write about friendship. All my friends need prayer, but some more than others. To them this message goes out. Talk to Jesus often. It has helped me.

Growing up in Christ is sweeter than I ever imagined possible. And I think my wife likes it too. To those of you who know me best, it's been a long journey. But with Christ Jesus' help I've come a long ways and have a long ways yet to go.

Good night and to bed I go,
Dean, aka Idaho

My Day

Here's what I did today. Woke up just in time. Got ready to go see the doctor. Saw the doctor and he said I was going to live. All my signs were good. He said I look good on paper. Came home.

Ate lunch. Went to the Madonna pool and did water exercises. Came home.

Ate supper. Nurse case manager came to visit. Went to bed early to read.

Closing thought:
When God closes the doors on a person, the doors of happiness always open somewhere else. Keep on looking.

The End of the Week

I guess I made it through another week. Both feet are on top of the ground. Although I count my blessings and name them one by one. One of my biggest blessings is a Christian wife and a daughter who is trying to be a Christian. I'm so thankful for a God who loves even me. I don't know who all I'll reach this coming week with the love of God. How miraculous it is.

My prayers are with all my loved ones and especially those friends of mine who are trying to be Christians. Lord willing, it won't be much longer till Jesus comes. We've been hearing that for several years now. Let's hope it won't be too long now.

And lest I should forget, I praise the Lord for some wonderful Christian friends, who have made life easier for me. Without mentioning any names, thank you for the help in life that I've received.

May Jesus come soon and take us with Him.

Good night,
Dean or Idaho

The Middle of My Week

I don't know what I did Tuesday, but I slept almost 24 hours it feels like. I got up to a wonderful supper. Fried potatoes and steamed broccoli. Steamed the way I like, fresh and mushy.

I was sitting here thinking and I was thinking about fasting from TV all day, when Teresa told me I had to fast tonight from food to get a blood draw in the morning.

More later, maybe,

Dean or Idaho
P.S. I have a wonderful wife. And some good friends. Please leave a comment if you read my blog.

The Beginning of My Week

It's pretty nice to have a Sunday to get slowly back in the groove, after having such a wonderful Sabbath. Sabbath is a time to slow down after a busy week, to think about God, to study about God, to hear about God, and to talk to God.

Sunday I look forward to having pancakes or French toast. It used to be my thing to make pancakes and/or eggs for anybody who wanted them. Now, it's "our" thing. We decide what to have, then Teresa "helps" make them--so now it's "our" thing.

Monday is a good day, because I don't go to Easterday [my adult day program] on that day any more. I am looking forward to swimming at the Madonna pool today though. I can get away from Teresa. I don't mind telling my therapist "no". She had me do a bunch of exercises last time. Walking the width of the pool 5 or 6 times. It was alright.

More later.
Dean or Idaho (as dictated to wife)
P.S. In case you got a different idea, I have a very good wife. I am blessed, because I don't think any other woman would put up with me. (also dictated)

 my taskmaster, er therapist, at Madonna Rehab. Hospital and I

Willpower

If I were a poet, and didn't know it, I'd be writing something like this:

The 23rd Channel

The TV is my shepherd, I shall not want. It makes me lie down on the sofa. It leads me away from the Scriptures. It damages my soul. It leads me in the path of sex and violence for the sponsor's sake. Yea, though I walk in the shadow of my Christian responsibilities, there will be no interruption, for the TV is with me. Its cable and remote control, they comfort me. It prepares a commercial before me in the presence of my worldliness. It anoints my head with humanism, my coveting runneth over. Surely laziness and ignorance shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in my house watching TV forever, Amen.

Thank you, my wife, for typing this. May it do someone some good. (Including me. The wife adds.)



Hello, ya'll,
Have a happy day.

With much regards,
Idaho, or Dean

hello u all

     A short piece about  TWO ove the dearest things, or should I say youngones in my life,,,,,,,nanes are  JENNA,  age 4 going 0n 20  a real LOOKER  SPOILED SOME BY GRANDMA to say the least, then there is  JULIA just turned two going on turning  TOMBOY,  I am soooo lucky that they live in the same town...

I'm just learning how to do this, so I'm going to close.

Bye for now,
Idaho or Cowboy (or Dean)