When my husband told me he would bring home the bacon, I thought he was being old-fashioned. Tonight we got 2 large packages of bacon. Yes I love bacon. Love it. Don’t eat it that often, but I do love it.
Inside the one bag (which was cold) was dozens of packages of cold cuts, bacon, cheese, cream cheese, grape juice and sweet tea.
We took some food to our local food bank that we’ve been giving food to. When we walked in tonight, we were aghast. Someone or a group had given them an ENORMOUS amount of food. Chips, candy, baby food, diapers, formula, juice and other stuff too numerous to mention. I was so happy to see that I almost cried. They wanted to give US some of the food. We both said no, we have plenty of food, enjoy it. You deserve it.
That is the power of manifestation. The energy of our giving food had created a 100th monkey effect of giving and generosity.
By the time we got home, I was famished. I didn’t know what to fix. I was tired, hungry, sweaty and dirty from hauling all that food out of the dumpster, cleaning it off and putting it away.
So dinner tonight was fish tacos (cod fish) and a strawberry margarita.
Life is good.