Nancy Pelosi and My Crazy Idea

A Note to Shelley Pearson: 

For some reason I really like Nancy Pelosi. She's fearless. Reminds of a dear Democrat friend.

I'm deeply saddened by this tragic event in her life. I think the political rhetoric should pause for a while. Let's mourn. Keep up the efforts to get out the vote, but let the rods of Grace be shoved deep into our angry hearts. The wrath of man doesn't work the righteousness of God. Let us forgive one another so we can experience God's forgiveness.

I have a crazy idea. I see my closest friends are stepping back a few steps. More to follow.

#maddogandqueenmary #amazinggrace 

Adopted

 I have a lot to say on this subject, so this post will be continuously edited and reposted.

II'm in the process of expanding my understanding on important words, one at a time. 

I have noticed that God appears to speak to me both through the Word and in the Spirit one word at a time.

I have many personal and Bible stories that  support that observation, but I will move now to the word that I am convinced is the word fo now: Adopted

I find my heart has fallen in love with many countries lately. Mexico, Greece, and China may have been the first ones because of  their glorious food. Next was Kenya, because of individuals I met. When I went online in 2007,  the British Isles, including London and Scotland were next. Then in 2009 I started making friends with the great nation of Pakistan. Lately I have made a lot of friends in Bangladesh. The list of countries is expanding rapidly. I notice a lot of views come from Russia.

I also notice some followers are adopting me as an eccentric but encouraging father figure, for which I am very honored. 

Although I would like to help in every way, my finances are very limited at the moment. But we will see what the future holds.

Since Thanksgiving 2023 my new neighbor has of recently been visiting me quite frequently and like my first wife she's adopted and she's a joy to be around even though she's almost half my age. We will see where this goes. It seems like I still have more story to tell. Later Gators. Like my neighbor keeps telling me, age is just a number?!

  

Zero Carb vs Limbo Low Carb

I wrote this post to my friends in Zero Carb Health, a group I belong to and use as guidance for my own way of life. Since I'm unable to strictly adhere to their tenants now I've made my own philosophy called Limbo Low Carb or... how low can you go?!

Chorizo... Food of the gods?! Why I'll never be a Jew or a Muslim BUT I will always love them because they raise grass fed ruminates and chicken and high quality eggs. Mary's triple jeopardy of IBS, Type 2 diabetes, and late stage Alzheimer's put her under Hospice care for quite a few months but she gradually graduated to visiting physicians. We're home bound. I'm moderately disabled so I don't drive. We live in a small town with ideal senior care AND delivery service in a classy no steps apartment. Both my daughters and one son in law work here daily. We have an extremely  qualified friend of the family, Notre Dame graduate school science teacher farm girl who's advising mom is a nurse-practioner. She's been coming as many days as needed. Plus my brother and sister-in-law live 30 minutes away and help with Doctor visits etc. Seems like God had a master plan.

As Hannibal from A-Team would say, I LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN COMES TOGETHER!

Yes, my daughters negotiated a tough deal where I have to eat one frozen Meals on Wheels a day before they'd agree to helping me and Mary's die hard sweet tooth made me add two slices of very eggy French toast thickly coated with cream cheese. Mary's sister's husband solves the problem by cutting up all her food for her (same Alzheimer's) but I don't have time. Mary feeds herself and eats her angus hamburgers with a keto bun which takes a lot of time pressure off me. Unlimited chicken salad in a bowl is another meal she will stuff herself with. We eat identical meals so we can eat together, saving time. Because her bowels and urination are sometimes uncontrollable I keep busy with changing our bedding, her stylish leopard PJs, cleaning her and the floor, laundry, and her rearranging everything. Seriously, we have a lot of fun together, watch a lot of silly science fiction like star trek and work well together except when I piss her off, which is often because I am a man. Thanks for listening.

 

Mary's Thermostat

My friend marvelled that some people sleep in a warm room with no fan on.

I'm that guy. Uh, yeah. I think I was that way before I worked the very hot towers, 14 toastey babies 12 feet tall 800 degrees for drying 8 passes of ignition core. If the room temp drops to 78, my hands and legs cramp up. I used to take 20000 milligrams of potassium daily until I learned to stay warm. If I want to keep the house cooler to save money I layer up, put a stocking cap on, and wear cotton gloves on. Because Mary won't keep a cover on herself at night I dress lighter. She's ok at 78 but I get the shivers so I'm her thermostat.

9-28-22 Mary's 73rd Birthday!

9-28-22 Mary's 73rd Birthday! Shhhh. She's snoozing. #maddogandqueenmary #nightowl #amazinggrace #alzheimers #catzen

Her oldest son and two grandkids called last night to wish her a happy birthday. She absolutely recognized their voices. Saying ABSOLUTELY is how Millennials say I AM CONVINCED.

Routine Change Up

Changed up the routine tonight. Went to sleep without caffeine. Used chicken salad instead of peanut butter to take my night time pills; Mary ate a healthy portion of angus burger with keto bun late, plus she ate a little Minudo soup just before that and her ice cream with her ground up pills, so I was comfortable with letting her have a dose of Pepto Bismol and a Lorazapam just before she went to sleep. The two of us went to sleep quickly by 12:30.

I got up slowly at 2:30 and decided to have my weak cup of coffee, using the same pod I had used earlier.

While I was up, I enjoyed a conversation with Pitar from Bangladesh. Coffee helps.

 #maddogandqueenmary #coffee #alzheimers #nightowl #amazinggrace

Coffee Experiment Continues

Some people need coffee to engage their brain. It's the very opposite for me. My brain wakes up quickly but if I need to socialize (which necessitates speaking words out loud) I need coffee. Even that doesn't guarantee conversation until after solar noon. Been that way since I was a toddler. Explains why I did poorly in school even though I understood the subjects completely and why I spared day shift of my snarly side of my personality. 

I'm down to one cup spread out to one k-pod and two cups from the same pod, heaviest dose just before Mary wakes up and lighest when we go to bed around midnight.

This may also explain why so many people thought the nickname Mad Dog was appropriate for me. Mary's up now. Gotta go!

Coffee Experiment

Continuing my coffee experiment. No coffee tonight so I added an inch of diet cola to my night time beverage. Tomorrow morning I will start with a fresh pod, then reuse it before bed for a weakened cup to see how much it will affect me.... affect me.... affect me. Bwahahahahahaha. 

The goal is to have enough faculties to write a little. Right now I'm sitting in bed with a special pillow made for sitting up. I have a small head 'light on, which doesn't seem to disturb Mary.

To copy this to my blog, I will have to switch to my phone rather than my chromebook.The phone is much newer than my Chromebook and is easier to copy and paste. 

Writing and editing on Facebook is a little dangerous because they have a tendency to be glitchy and erase all my work, so I stop every so often and save everything, BUT I like writing on Facebook at night because they have the black background setting, much easier on my eyes and less disturbing to Mary. Also, writing in bed is easier because the cat isn't as demanding of attention here as when I am in the recliner. 

Mary usually drifts off into a deep sleep between 2 and 3 am. Until then she's more relaxed when I am in the bed with her. She sometimes gets distressed if I'm not in the bed. Other times she will get up and hunt me down.

She is often upset when she doesn't know where  she is until I remind her. She also gets upset when she doesn't know what to do next. If it's time to fix something to eat she likes going with me in the kitchen when I prepare her meal. She'll remind me that she's hungry and ask if she can have some of what I'm fixing. I have to remind myself to talk to her about what I'm doing. I can be a little taciturn at times, which upsets her. She'll say Well if you don't want me here I''ll just leave! If I get a little bossy she threatens to call the cops.

Check In September 24, 22

Mary's resting with her eyes closed. I will lay down also. Experimented with a mild cup of coffee (already used k-pod) last night and set aside the first cup for this morning. I was up till 3am and did some study in Hebrews 10 and 11. I often stay up till 3am without coffee so not blaming coffee anymore. Also will mull on problems but I am still resting in the Lord. Maybe I should call it praying.

Document Dump

Before I delete these forever, let me share them one last time.

The Best Teacher

 Even before the age of the Holy Spirit, when Jesus said it was necessary that He should depart so the Holy Spirit would be given to men, David knew that the best Teacher was God Himself. Note how clearly David illustrates this with His prayer in Psalms: Teach me to do thy will, for Thou art my G0d. Thy Spirit is good. Lead me into the land of uprightness. Google it.

Akash

My name is Pastor Naveed and my city is Warburton and my country is Pakistan and my service work is in the places where no one can reach.  I teach, I gave books to these children, and these are the children who work in Bricks Company, in which it is written about Jesus Christ, how we can know and recognize Jesus Christ, and I would like to make a promise to you.  May you pray for me in this work of God, I will be grateful to you 🇵🇰🙏🏻

Dangerous Thoughts About Political Warfare

This post will definitely be a Work In Process. Observations: Politics are dangerous. Everything is dangerous. I enjoy experimenting with dangerous things; hence my nickname Mad Dog. Politics is warfare. It uses satire, sarcasm, and humor to belittle the opposing party. I am skilled and fearless in this form of warfare. BUT I also observe that warfare is destructive. What is needed are parties from both camps to lay down their arms, come to the no man's land between them, and begin discussions on how to solve problems that plague both sides. I also recognize that this is a perfect time to lay a trap. May I suggest there is a Holy God in Heaven  who weighs and sifts the hearts of men? The fear of the Lord is the beginning of Wisdom. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of God. I am just a catalyst. I must decrease. Jesus must increase. May His will be done on earth as it is in heaven. #maddogandqueenmary