Mood:
brightNow Playing: Day 2964-Chapter 3... Happiness~My Silver Lining
Look who came to visit me this morning!
Too sweet of the same five deer that now wait for me by the basement door each and every morning. 6:45am sharp and always right on time! Hehehehehe! They actually started doing this new routine earlier this week after watching me get their food and water together. They won't step on the concrete section of our back porch due to Snoreo seeing them from the upstairs window. His deep, loud German Shepherd bark is enough to scare anyone! Thankfully the deer are now used to his bark and seeing him watch them eat from the upstairs living room window. What is there not to love about watching such beautiful animals... a gift from God.
I had a special front row, VIP meeting that was suppose to happen tomorrow evening with Luke Bryan. Yep, front and center, VIP seats for two. I have been pushing myself over the past 24-hours to feel a bit better which even meant walking along the river trails this evening. Finding a way to walk down the nagging tumor pain, nausea and overall feeling... BLAH. It's hard to really plan anything ahead when dealing with ongoing medical issues that could make a three hour drive feel like eternity. Eric's friend from the armory offered us the tickets a few days ago. Him and his wife were suppose to go, but are unable to attend. I am so thankful that they thought of us. But such as with life... it's really hard to plan ahead, whether alone hour-by-hour, minute-by-minute. Sorry Luke, but we will have to postpone our VIP meet and greet for another concert... another day. I did text Eric while he was at work this evening, just in case I might be feeling a bit better. But so far... no dice. It looks like Mr.Tumor might just win for this time around... sigh.
At least I have been able to still stay productive over this weekend while putting together the fifth wig donation which will be going to Panama City, Panama later this summer. The Gastroparesis Awareness Campaign has been accepting new and gently used wigs, hair extensions and other hair accessories over the past 
four years. This will be our fifth donation to help bring miles of smiles to the beautiful women of Guatemala and Panama who suffer from hair loss due to various medication conditions. Their smiles truly say it all!
There are so many ways to pay it forward to help make our world a far gently, kinder, much better place. Why not find a way for you and your family to pay it forward this new year? There are so many organizations that are looking for a helping hand. Even a few hours during the weekend can help assist those who could really use your generosity, time and dedication. Why not even begin a new tradition with your family by helping to collect items for your local food pantry or animal shelter. There are so many items in need each and every day. You would be surprised how many folks are truly willing to help offer their assistance. All you have to do is ask. Pay it forward!
Talking about miles of smiles...
Don't forget to check out today's crazy pet toy video on our new Podcast~Blogcast website, "Our Crazy Little Life!"
https://ourcrazylittlelife.podbean.com/
The question of the day... is that really 'my' laughing in the background or...? That darn WobbleWagGiggle toy! Hahahahaha!
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Did someone just say... JOURNEY?! Like... the rock group, JOURNEY?
You will never be a peaceful person trying to explain yourself to others.
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We began our Valentine's Day bright and early this morning. A 6:30am wake up call to get up, get dressed and head out the door to brave the morning rush hour traffic. Rain+Ohio drivers= never arriving on time when in need to stick to a schedule. I dread making the trek across state lines, but sometimes it is what it is to see a few of my specialists. We still have a mess on our hands with a lot of confusion between our insurance company and the surgical facility. I think it is great that some specialists group together and invest into their own offices and surgical center. But it does make for a lot of great confusion and being in the dark when it comes to who covers and who doesn't cover private, physician owned surgical centers. My urologist works with the same group as my prior radiation oncologist. We were told 2 weeks ago that our insurance would cover the testing, surgery, biopsies and part of the 15 weeks worth of experimental outpatient treatment. But of course... yesterday we receive an entirely different message left on Eric's cell phone voicemail. 
Hey there! Yea you! Come join US on our new website! A Podcast-Blogcast of a little bit of this and a little bit of that! 
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This photo is of myself and our neighborhood sweetheart we named, Papa Kitty. We have recently opened our home to Papa during the cold winter months here in the country. If one could look into the eyes of a most lovable feline fur baby... it is indeed the eyes to the soul that tells such an incredible story. 
TrueLOVE
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Looks like mama deer and family are also taking it easy this morning here in the country... enjoying some berry flavored corn, diced apples and crushed acorns. 
feeding station. I like to say that he did it, "Big City Style!" Who would had anticipated for it to take literally 15 minutes to break open two blocks of hay and spread it out over the muddy area? I know... Eric the big CITY slicker! Bah~hahahahaha! It was absolutely hilarious! I thought I even heard the deer in the woods behind us laughing... hehehe
hehehe! 
So what's a gal to do? 
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I decided to finally answer numerous questions on what kind of liquid beverages and supplemental shake
For a few individuals over a decade ago that told me drinking SlimFast as long as I have would literally destroy my kidneys and other GI organs... I beg to differ. Per professionals, SlimFast will not destroy your GI organs nor kidneys. It is a very healthy alternative to those who suffer from GI distress, Gastroparesis or any other medical condition that does not allow one to consume a normal daily (solid food) diet. 
WINK*
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We were also fortunate to be able to send everything in real time, as it happened, to the current owners. A 4th generation family of farmers with what definitely appears to be a very active house. The energy and spirit of the old historic farmhouse... still remains. The owners were nothing but shocked at the photos, videos and even audio of an elderly woman sighing as Eric attempted to play the piano. Hahahahaha! One audio in the basement of whom or whatever it was... later we realized it was a growl of some sorts. This information soon made sense after the owner informing us of a story with both of her children at a very young age, both separately drawling an image of what they had seen in the basement. Both siblings had no idea what the other was seeing, whether alone drawling on two different, yet separate occasions. I then began to ask if it was a male presence? I was then only told... not human, all I want to say, hint. We did pick up on a photo taken in the basement, pure darkness, no flash, yet the same piercing eyes were clearly seen in the basement. Do I believe in good spirits? Yes. Do I believe in bad spirits? Well... I know they do exist. But I also believe that they know those whom hold a special gift. They... it... could not harm myself. They could not harm us. But I advised Eric that we leave it alone and not go back in the basement. Leaving whatever alone as I clearly made it known to whatever it was with piercing eyes in the photo. Could turning a happy farmhouse into a dark, Halloween theatrics of sorts stir up this negative energy? I am sure it didn't help after they had to quickly shut down the attraction due to volunteers expressing fearful stories of things happening to them. Yet, were afraid to tell the owner in fear they would not be believed or as if they were lying. That haunted house then got permanently shut down. I believe it to be the proper response, but as well I also believe the Halloween decorations need to be taken down. The house needs to somehow be brought back to its original glory. 
The most energy and activity seemed to be isolated within the first floor. In between the living room and parlor room. An old piano, a mystery piano of sorts was the center of most odd, yet amazing things that happened during our stay. I asked the current owners, literally on four separate occasions, on who owned the piano. I never received an answer, so I will leave that question as it seems to remain... in the dark. Eric had a blast trying to remember how to play a piano. I was far too busy just standing, then taking a seat behind him with all the equipment running. Little did I know just how active the room would become, so full and alive of energy! Those who we felt slowly make their presence known as they welcomed us into a day and age where playing the piano was fun... a huge celebration among family! 
The original staircase and old chandelier mesmerized me... ever since our very first walk through of the old barnhouse property. It's no wonder since it seems others whom still reside there feel the exact same way. A most favorite part of the house that still remains. Being in the parlor room, felt as if time stood still, frozen in the moment of years gone by. I believe this part of the house is also fondly adored and still loved by the same female presence that we felt and seen during our stay. We both felt welcomed, although it didn't start that way. I think you first need to just be quiet and listen to the historic property. Sometimes... the best way to connect is just to start off saying nothing at all. Let history and the home speak for itself. Always has... always will. 
I believe that somehow, after we pass our spirit comes back to those places that brought us such happiness. Myself and Eric felt this way with whomever was with us during our stay. One selfie, literally distorted as if the female presence really did want to join us for some photo fun! We were not using any flash, only the beams of the moon peaking into the parlor room windows. If you ask me... its all pretty darn amazing!
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After a quick walk through from one of the family members. We were then told to have a 'safe' night. We would then be on our own for the remainder of the evening into the early morning hours. This is typically how each historic location begins... a quick walk through around the property to quickly, yet somehow, get our bearings. This particular old farmhouse didn't have much, if any electricity, working lights or much of anything else. We also did not have access to a restroom so thankfully there were a few 24-hour truck stops nearby!
If I could only read Eric's mind as we were quickly given a speed tour, one time around the many mazes and halls within the huge old historic barnhouse. I believe that I could hear, or any other energy present inside the house could hear, Eric's ever-so-quickly rising blood pressure! Hahahahaha! Eric looked like he had already saw a ghost, yet even two flashlights could barely light up the various rooms and even darker basement and attic. As for myself... nothing scares me, surprises me or anything else of the matter within these old historic buildings. Yes... anything is possible. Even as a prior haunted house? Well... I have my opinions on that very matter... a most beautiful old, historic gem located deep in the country. Yet in my opinion, sadly stripped away of its original historic charm. However, some of the homes original pieces and architecture still remains. This is one of the original wood boards that can still be seen up in the rafters, located in the attic that was signed by its original owner who built the home back in 1898, Dr. Bradley. 
This is pretty much what a typical central room looks like for us when needing to find a place to sit our belongings and ITC equipment. It's not much, but for us it will do. Notice the super dark black paint outside of the room. Yep... that theme was through out the entire farmhouse. Talking about making things super difficult to see! Even with two flashlights! The only electric available or any working outlets was located in the central room. But of course, regardless of how many batteries we bring or how fully charged each piece of equipment may be upon arrival... anything can happen. This time it was a very first for us as one by one, each piece of equipment as well as my personal cell phone... somehow... magically drained all on its own. It not only happened once, but four times with my cell phone. We spent quite a few breaks outside of the house, while patiently waiting for my cell phone to recharge using our car adapter. Crazy or mere coincidence? 
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