Welcome Dear Readers. Since I’m going to be on a vacation for the next couple of days, I’ll be fishing some things out of the archives for you.
Manifesting
I don’t know if I’m doing something right or if I’m doing something wrong when it comes to manifesting.
For instance, I am a recently converted White Cake Fanatic, and I am always in search of my next wonderfully delicious piece of white cake with white frosting.
Today when I got done getting my back adjusted at the chiropractor’s office, I was offered and accepted a piece of the most delicious white cake I’ve ever had.
It was so good, it was worth putting my back out for. So that should tell you something (I’m not sure what, but if you find out e-mail me).
Being offered white cake unexpectedly like that made me think that maybe I actually manifested it. Or at least my inner sweet tooth did. Which is wonderful and thank you, Universe (Uni) for arranging that.
Then there was the manifestation that happened the other day. 37, (my husband) and I were both in need of a fingernail file.
Of course, there wasn’t a single one to be found so I made a mental note to buy some next time I was out.
I don’t know why I bother making mental notes at all since my mental note system is horribly flawed. I think Peanuts, my brain, must be filing my mental notes using the Dewey Decimal System — which I have always found unnecessarily confusing.
But anyway, the good news is that it turns out I didn’t need my mental note anyway, because I completely manifested a fingernail file all by myself!
For you see within the pages of this 1936 Wear-Ever new method of Cooking booklet I found at the thrift store THE VERY NEXT DAY was a . . . well guess . . . .go ahead guess!
Okay, never mind I’ll tell you.
A fingernail file! I kid you not (mainly because I don’t even know who you are).
It happened while I was showing 37 the1936 Wear-Ever Cook booklet — and I was pointing out how it looked more like a 1960’s booklet rather than one from 1936, because it was turquoise and space-agey. I should know, as I consider myself a fake expert on the subject.
37 was listening and pretending to be interested when . . . well sir, right then and there in the center of the booklet was a fingernail file!
(I was even going to end that sentence with three exclamation points but when all is said and done it was only a fingernail file after all — manifested or no.)
Aren’t you absolutely floored that I managed to manifest that fingernail file so quickly and without even really trying? I know! Me too!
Of course, I would have been a teensy more excited about manifesting it, if it didn’t make me slightly sick to my stomach to find a fingernail file in a cookbook. But still . . . I’m manifesting stuff aren’t I? And that’s the important thing.
Until next time. . . I love you
Linda Vernon Humor 
I’d be afraid of manifesting like that – I’d pick up an old book and find a winning lottery ticket.
Expired.
But I hope you manifest yourself a great vacation!
I hate when that happens! That’s worse than a fingernail file! And i’m having a great time so far . . .
Enjoy your break! I’m off to see my family too this weekend, though it’s because my mum is in hospital so it’s not all fun – though whose to say we can’t make it fun and set off a few heart monitors to give the nurses a bit of a scare. I hope there’s a UK version of the salisbury steak nurse from your tales.
Oh I hope your mom is okay and that she makes a speedy recovery. i can only hope there is a UK version of Salisbury steak! Oh Joe please set off a few heart monitors for me! I’ll be thinking of you and sending you all good thoughts for your mom!
Thanks, have a great time with your family!
Is the fingernail file from 1937?
Oh shoot!! It probably was! Just think what my net worth would be if I would have sold it on E-bay instead of filing y fingernails with it I feel like such an idiot, Pruff!
If I got on my knees and I pleaded with you
Not to go but to stay in my ar-arms
Would you walk out the door like you did once before?
Or would this time be different, would you sta-a-ay?
Don’t go (Please stay)
Don’t go
If I called out your name like a prayer in the night
Would you leave me alone with my tears?
Knowing I-I, I love you so-o, would you still turn and go?
Or would this time be different in some wa-a-ay?
Don’t go (Please stay)
….because I’m terrified you’ll be even nuttier on your return. Ah go on.
LOL!! Your lovely co-om-me-tt will keep me grounded until my return! (Peanuts . . well that’s another sto-or-ye ye! 😀
(I wish my response to your comment was better, but I’ve
got Peanuts filling in for me while I’m on vacation and Peanuts sucks at witty comment responses to witty comments . . sigh. . . .)
That’s a good story, does it suggest that fingernail files have been around a long time and haven’t changed much in design. I’d also be interested to know who invented them. Now that’s a challenge for someone with not much else to do. Enjoy your beak.
Well I guess we would have to figure out who invented sandpaper first. Or maybe sandpaper was invented after the idea of the fingernail file. Sooner or later someone is bound to start up a website about the history of sandpaper. Heck I might even do it myself if I wasn’t on vacation. HA 😀
I love white cake and now I’m drooling!
Me too Bucky. And even though it’s 9:30 at night, I am so tempted to run to the store right now!!
not without me you’re not! lol
Hahah! If you hear tires screeching out of the parking lot that will be me on the way to your house! 😀
okay!!
thank goodness you didn’t find a fingernail from 1936! Hope your trip was trippy (I already know it was!)…
🙂
Ahaha! Ewwwww!! I’m so glad I didn’t manifest fingernails!
Wow. Wearever. Bought mine in 1967, wore it out by 2007.
Haha! I thought you were talking about your fingernail file at first.
Wow those are some good pots and pans!! 😀