Hello my Friends out there in Blogland. How are you today?

Now you might be thinking I’m going to chat here about the winning at the casino I had the other day of Two Thousand Bucks! You got it. I did have the Midas Touch that day but no this is about Daisy, my little car.

I was going to work on Monday and I heard this weird sound. It was like the underneath of my car was dragging. It started out kind of swooshy like when I hit a bump so I thought it was something “in” Daisy but by the time I got a few miles away I knew this wasn’t something in the car. Something was dragging.

I went home instead of work. When I looked underneath there seemed to be this little steel thingy hanging down. It reminded me of the car version of that little thing in your throat that hangs down. The throat thing has a name. A big name. I’ll ask my husband as he had to get his out as painful as that sounds.

So, my husband gets home and says, oh it’s nothing, you don’t even need that part and he attempted to cut it off with steel cutters and not being able to do that bent and tucked it up under something. The whole time I had my mouth open in horror and I’m thinking this doesn’t feel good. With nothing being open for Family Day it was the best offer I had at the moment.

Now I could have got up at 3:30 am and taken my husband’s car, Martin, but I didn’t and I drove to work just fine. No swooshing.

It was when I was half way home when it started. It sounded like I was dragging a bicycle under my car. I was so embarrassed. It was ok when I was going fast but when I was slowing down it was bad.

I had to run home first to let the dogs out and then I drove back to Midas at 460 Taunton Road in Oshawa. I picked Midas because the phone number had 555 in it and that’s one of my favorite numbers. The life of a psychic.

The whole time I’m thinking geez how much is this going to cost. I was kind of holding my breath on this one.

I said to Ms. Tammy (who by the way is just the perfect lady for the job there. You know she’s got things under control) don’t be doing any work until you tell me how much. She’s like no worries sign here which always makes me nervous.

So they take Daisy into the bay and she’s in there for a brief few minutes and then he brings her out. I’m thinking oh no it was really bad and they can’t fix it. My mind was going a little bonkers and the guy comes in and hands me the keys. I’m like what is it? He’s like it’s nothing we took it off. It’s a heat sensor (I think that’s what he said) that is only used in hot climates like California and isn’t really needed here in Canada.

I’m kind of there thinking how much as they didn’t discuss it and he looks and smiles and says $500. I laughed nervously but still didn’t quite get it. Then when I went to see Tammy for the real bill she said no charge. Enjoy.

How cool is that? I went to Midas and they fixed my car and I didn’t get charged.

I love Midas now. I’m going to go there for all my oil changes as they aren’t really that friendly at my other place and they kind of make me nervous like they are doing something they shouldn’t. You know charging for special oil when you real might not be getting that extra special oil.

God Bless Midas, Tammy and the Gang.

Quote for you:

“Do what you do so well that they will want to see it again and bring their friends.” Walt Disney

Until we meet again, Sharon

P.S. Now I kind of have the urge to drive to California for some reason.

Hello Dear Blog Friends. I apologize for not writing. The energy has been somewhat heavy for some reason and I’ve been feeling a bit murky. I hope everyone is doing great and not feeling this heavy energy that seems to be about.

I had to tell you about my new present that my husband bought me for our anniversary. He bought me a GPS.

I think the gift is somewhat for him as he is a little sick of having me call every time I go out saying “I can’t find it”. I find at night that I can’t see the numbers on houses and just get disoriented and nervous. Now I am happy.

I named my little GPS “Maggie” as it is a Magellan and I thought it went together. She is kind of like having a friend in the car when you are alone and she has saved my butt a few times already. The hard part is trusting her. Do I go with where I think I should go or go where Maggie is telling me to go. I have to learn to trust.

We can learn a lot about life if we apply the same lessons of a GPS. I’ve decided to do just that. I’m going to put my order in to the universe, let go and listen and see where it takes me trusting each step that it is the right way.

I love it when she says “You Have Arrived”. How positive is that? You have arrived at your designated point in life.

I also notice it shows all the banks and there are little money symbols. I use it to visualize my money affirmations when I see it. A money miracle happens to me Today!

I love it. Such a nice gift. My husband is the best.

Quote for you:
“To fly as fast as thought, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.” Richard Bach

Until we Meet Again, Sharon

Hello my Sweet Friends. How are you all doing? I can feel the February energy sneaking in. With the fear generated from the media recession and it being cold and February the energy is starting to get a little murky. Hopefully it will switch up soon.

So I have another strange story for you.

Today I printed something at work and the weirdest thing happened.

Keep in mind I’m the earliest one there. I get there at 7 am because I don’t do well in traffic. I can only listen to my meditation tapes for so long before the “ok come on let’s go” comes out of me. My road rage slips out before I can catch it.  Nothing drastic more impatience than anything.

I was looking at my sheet I got from the printer doing my work thing when I noticed something kind of gross on it.

I looked more carefully and it was an actual bug that had somehow got in the printer and it was a squished bug, legs and all, with this goo that had come out of him or her (let’s assume it’s a he) via its head and there was a tinge of red which I assume is bug blood. The strangest part is he kind of got cooked on the paper which made him into a piece of art. God Art as all are his (ok I’ll keep with the theme and assume God is a he here) creatures.

Now I could have just went “Egads” and settled at “Euew” and thrown it away, after of course showing everyone at work to get things going, but I started to think about things and how life is kind of like that. One minute you are doing your “bug thing” thinking this is kind of cool and the next minute you could be in spirit saying oops “I wasn’t expecting that one” (I took that line from Hurley on Lost).

I started thinking what was the bug doing in the printer? Did he fall? Did he think there was bug food in there? Was he an adventurous bug?

Then I started thinking about something I’ve pondered for a while that might be a good healing tool and that is “freeze framing” your life.

I started a book on it some time ago and I’ll dig it out and have a look and see where I’m at with it. Maybe the time has come. I think I called it A Slice of Life which can’t be done now because of Dexter’s boat.

The idea is take a freeze frame or slice of your actual life at this moment. What needs to be changed? What needs to stay and you are grateful for? What are your dreams?

Then create another freeze frame or slice in the future and make it exactly how you want it. Then meditate on that future freeze frame slice and make it happen.

Dealing with everything. What you would be doing this actual moment if all this slice was in place. Such fun to do things like that.

I know what you are thinking. Geez it must be hard to be her.  I’d of thrown the bug out and that would have been the end of it.

So there you have it. The Day the Bug Got Squished. Hey that’s a good name for my book?

Quote for you:

“If you want to live and thrive, let the spider run alive.” American Quaker Saying

Until we meet again, Sharon