A Quick Summer Solstice Reading 2019

Courtesy of Alluring Intuitive

The Alluring Intuitive

Solstice Reading 2019

Welcome,

I am Lady G, aka The Alluring Intuitive, and I am glad that you dropped by my spot for a message 🙂

Just so you know, my readings are not meant to be predictive but they do typically offer confirmation.

That said, they may or may not resonate with you.

I am often told by followers that my reading applied when they saw it (or later)…not on the date it was posted!

It is also important to note that I am an intuitive reader so these same cards could easily be interpreted quite differently by a traditional tarot card reader.

And so…

Let us commence with today’s Summer Solstice message for 2019:

As you know, my loves, we are always planting seeds.  Some we know about on a conscious level and some we plant on a subconscious level.

Today’s reading is about the seeds that some of us have…

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Midweek Elements for June 12: All Signs (Sun, Moon and Rising)

Don’t forget to check your Midweek Elements posted on June 12. Weekend readings are on deck 🙂

The Alluring Intuitive

June 12 Plant reading Chamomile, Lady’s Mantle, Comfrey and The Guardians 

A botanical midweek message for:

Earth: Capricorn, Taurus and Virgo

Chamomile

It’s time for rest and regeneration!

Your manifestations are on the horizon.

Chill now so you’ll be well prepared when the ships roll in!

Say Amen to that! YAAASSS!

Air:  Aquarius, Gemini and Libra

Lady’s Mantle

Expect miracles!

You’ll find inspiration in the smallest details.

You’re on the right path!

Say Amen to that! YAAASSS!

Water: Pisces, Cancer and Scorpio

Comfrey

What seeds have you planted?

Not sure?

Observe your external environment for clues.

Do you like what you see?

You have the power to change it from within.

Say Amen to that! YAAASSS!

Fire: Aries, Leo and Sagittarius

The Guardians

The situation can be salvaged!

Take divinely guided action.

Meditate for answers.

Small actions can make a huge difference.

Say Amen to that! YAAASSS!

LadyG loves YOU!

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Chef Daddy: Pizza Night Fail

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Yeah…so it’s been a minute since I told a story about my wonderful father whom my mother often referred to as “the black Clark W. Griswold.”

And that, he is!

Anyway, one random Friday night in 1982, on the rare occassion that my Dad was off work, we planned to have a family pizza night!

YAAASSSS!

Well…Er…

Let me advise you to please hold your excitement because THIS pizza night, unfortunately, did NOT involve Pizza Hut…

Nor did it include Godfathers…

and Dominos was nowhere to be found!

Uh oh….

THIS pizza night was compliments of my Daddy!

Ugh!

And so…

In the pursuit of prime pizza ingredients, Dad hoped in his 260-Zx and drove down to the local Winn Dixie to purchase a box of Chef Boyardee Family Pizza…

Just like the one pictured above.

Ta Da!!!!!

Now then…

It is important to note that all of the ingredients to any normal pizza are NOT included in the box.

Did I have to actually say that?

Anyway, with that being the case, my Dad was left to his own devices which can be quite problematic to say the least!

So, off he goes over to the refrigerated section where he bypassed the pepperoni, and made a beeline for a huge box of country sausages!

Yes, my loves, you read that correctly!

The man bought Roger Wood Country sausages just like these:

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Ok..

After Dad’s quick trip to the store, he commenced to get down to the business of preparing pizza for the family!

Being the genius that he is, he properly followed all of the directions, as given by our dear Mr. Boyardee.

But then, in a tragic twist of events, he decided to veer from the script by cutting up several links of those Roger Wood Sausages to be gingerly placed on top of his edible masterpiece.

Next, of course, he baked it!

And when it was done, we overlooked the fact that Daddy’s pizza was

completely drench with about a liter of Roger Wood sausage oil…

notwithstanding all of the grease from the hoop cheese that he piled on that sucker!

We overlooked the odd smell of the canned pizza sauce which was now inextricably married to this horridly fake Italian cuisine tomfoolery!

Yes!

We overlooked ALL. Of. THAT!

And

we

ate

that

pizza!

Fast forward about two hours…

I spent the rest of the night puking up everything that I had ever eaten in the year of our LORD 1981 and, no doubt, ’82.

Baby, trust me when I tell you that I didn’t touch another slice of pizza until late 1986!

Rest assured, my Daddy gave us all a night to remember!

But what else do you expect from the black Clark W. Griswold?

By the way… don’t tell him, but I bought this God awful thing to give him for Father’s Day because it is sooooooooo Dad!

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Seriously?

Who needs a hot dog cooked any faster?

The answer?

My Dad!

Love you Daddy!

-LadyG

NOTE:  Please check out Daddy’s stories about Railroad life under the category “True Railroad Stories.”