Blooming Where I'm Planted!

~ The Nineteen Things I Love About Spring Countdown!! ~

We left so early and got home so late that I never got yesterday’s countdown out, so today is a double!

#5~ Planning the Garden!

It’s my goal to can enough fresh vegetables that my family can eat all winter.  I want to become more self sufficient where our food is concerned.  There’s been recent talk of chickens too :)

I love sitting down and making a list of all the veggies we love and will grow, and then drawing a “floor plan” for everything.  It’s the garden in my mind that goes on the paper, and the garden on the paper that goes in the Earth.  It’s a very earthy and grounding exercise.

#4~ The Buzzers return!

I love bees.  They’re so tiny and seemingly insignificant, and yet they are among the most amazing creatures on the planet.  The medicinal properties of their honey goes on and on.

Bees became some of my favorite creatures one day as I sat in the middle of my yard, just being in nature.  I sat observing everything.  It was hypnotizing to watch the methodical workings of the honey bees, heavy with pollen, flying from flower to flower.

And then I heard them.

Now, when I step outside in Spring and Summer and close my eyes, the first sounds that find my ears are the bees.

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We left first thing in the morning yesterday, and drove across the top of Pennsylvania, and a couple hours into New York to purchase Mike’s new tow truck :)

The man on the phone said his bottom dollar was $8000, and Mike said the truck was worth it from what he could see in pictures, so we gathered the money and left first thing, in my van, for our road trip.

Mike was out checking the tire pressure and giving the van a once-over before we left, which gave me a few minutes alone, so I sat down on the end of my bed and appealed for the attention of my angels and guides.

I asked that we be surrounded by a love bubble for our trip that would keep us in safety and good health.  I asked for a relaxed, fun trip, and to fully enjoy my time alone with my husband.  Then, just for the heck of it, I asked that maybe we could somehow spend less money while still maintaining quality.  I closed by thanking them for always being with me and for their synchronicities and guidance.

I always ask for a love bubble when I go out.  I actually feel as though there’s a white-ish translucent bubble of love that completely surrounds my van and protects me from anything and everything.

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We leave at 8:45 am. The interstate is only 2 miles from here, so we’re cranked up to 70 mph and plugging along in no time.  The sun was shining, the sky was clear, and it was nearly fifty degrees.  Perfect road trip weather.

We drive along for the first 80 miles just talking and laughing.  I have always enjoyed being with Mike.  He’s always made me laugh.

I sit quietly for a moment and gaze out the window just as we pass a tiny green sign on the side of the highway that notes mile marker 444.

I smile and say a prayer of gratitude remembering that, according to Doreen Virtue, when angels are speaking in numbers, 444 would mean that angels are assisting you with this situation.

About ten minutes later, and by now we’re about to enter New York, we’re coming up on a car that also has an Ohio license plate.  As we approach, I can see that it’s marked “Dealer Plate” and there are two much older gentlemen inside.  One of them looks like the car dealer that we always buy from.  He’s a small town dealer of probably about 70 years in age.  We’ll call him Evan James.

I looked over at Mike and said, “Wow, that guy looks like Evan James,” and laughed.  “Wouldn’t it be super weird to see him out here, so far from home?  And while we’re going to buy a vehicle to-boot!  That’d be hysterical!”

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We pull into the parking lot where the tow truck sits. The couple come out of the building.  They’re retirement age.  They just bought a house in Florida and are now going to split the year between the two homes.  They did very well for themselves with their company.

Mike takes the truck for a ride around the parking lot and then down the road and back.  Once it’s parked again, he comes over and the four of us stand there talking.  He looks over a moment later and sees fluid leaking from the rear end.

After a full inspection by Mike AND the seller, they agreed on what’s wrong (I’d say what it was, but to be honest, when they talk mechanics, it’s like white noise to me), and the two of them walked around the truck together out of earshot.  As they walked back around, Mike was pulling the cash envelope out and mouthed the words “Sixty Five” at me with a grin as he passed.

$6,500 down from a “firm” price of $8,000.  Nice!

We pulled into a gas station up the road on out way out and he told me the part he’ll need is about seventy five dollars and it will take him about two hours to fix.  I don’t know how seventy five dollars and two hours equals fifteen hundred dollars off, but I’m glad it does :)

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So, we’d decided that, because it’s an unmarked truck, and not technically legal to drive, it would draw attention to itself if it was actually towing something, therefore, I followed Mike in my van.

When we were FINALLY back in Pennsylvania (being originally from PA, it’s close enough to home for me that it’s home… more home than NY for sure)  I did a happy dance and thanked the angels and guides for making it such a great trip.

About 10 minutes later, I glanced over at my clock/radio and saw, to my amusement, that it was precisely 4:44 pm and I was on track 44 of the audio book I was listening to.

It read~ 44 4:44

I laughed to myself.

About ten minutes later, a newer, light blue Cadillac comes creeping up beside me in a slow pass.  I glance to the side and am COMPLETELY and UTTERLY freaking FLABBERGASTED to find myself looking at Evan James!!!!

I grab my cell phone off the seat and call Mike who’s still the next car in front of me and about four or five car lengths away.  It’s ringing as Mr James creeps ever closer to the truck.  I’m practically bouncing in my seat, yelling out loud, “ANSWER THE PHONE! ANSWER THE PHONE!! ANSWER THE PHONE!!”

“Yes Dear?” he says  when he answers.

“EVAN JAMES IS PASSING YOU RIGHT NOW THIS VERY SECOND!!” I yell into the phone.

Mike starts to laugh, “What are the chances?” he says, “Look what you did!”

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It was the most eventfully uneventful trip I’ve ever taken.  Thank God for Angels and Guides.