My friend Ashley was kind enough to send us a bottle of One Tree Hard Cider for Christmas. They’re based in Spokane, where she lives, and Tara is a big fan. The flavor she sent was Snowglobe, a blend of apples, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Most intriguing of all, it’s got edible glitter. Shake it up, and it looks like a snowglobe. Hence the name.
I didn’t realize it was glittery until I boxed it up, Ashley texted. I’m not responsible for any after effects.
Tara and I shared the bottle Friday night. It was quite tasty, I might add. Well, imagine my surprise when I received a message in a dream that night. An unseen male voice commanded, “On paper, two numbers: 1051 and 1501.”
I woke up with these words reverberating through my brain, and my first thought was, freaky!
I am not spiritual or religious in any way, but a dream led me to Tara, so I tend to pay attention to the memorable ones. As soon as I got up, I wrote the numbers down on a piece of paper, as instructed.
I studied them carefully in an attempt to divine some sort of meaning. The first thing I noticed? They’re a perfect palindrome. Also, each individual number adds up to 14, which has played a very significant role in my life, especially when it comes to my relationship with Tara.
This shit was getting freakier by the second.
I assigned alphabetical values to see if these numbers might spell out a word, but all I got was JEAAJA or AEAAEA or some other nonsensical combo with the letter K in the middle. Can’t even make a decent anagram out of that.
The internet, of course, has all kinds of interpretations concerning “angel numbers,” but again, I’m not the halos-and-harps type. BUT, it’s hard to deny these two passages:
1051 is a manifestation number. This means that with the help of your thoughts and actions, you can manifest what you want in your life. Your angels want you to focus your thoughts and intentions towards your desired outcomes because the Universe is ready to fulfill your desires. You need to trust that you can manifest your dreams and create a positive environment around you.
1501 is considered a manifestation number because it encourages you to focus your thoughts and energy on your desires, and take action towards achieving them. The powerful combination of numbers suggests that you have the power to manifest your dreams and create the life you want. Trust in yourself, believe in your abilities, and stay positive and optimistic.
It always comes back to manifestation, doesn’t it? It this is the big message I’m being sent, my response is: Well, duh. Ol’ Clarence is going to have to try a little bit harder to earn those wings he covets, because I have already proven to be a master at manifesting, and optimistic is my middle name.
Not really. It’s Thomas. But I am the most annoyingly positive person you’ll ever meet, mark my words.
Then there’s the palindrome. According to various numerological interpretations, I’m either in perfect harmony with the Universe, have an unresolved issue, or something in my life is coming full circle.
I dunno. This whole thing is beyond strange. Guess I’ll be on the lookout for these numbers now. But what I’d really like to know, more than anything else, is what exactly was in that One Tree glitter.
Yesterday, we decided to adventure. We left the house at 10:51 (ha…kidding, though I was tempted). Tara pointed her pickup truck west, and before long, we discovered where winter has been hiding.
We had a little snow at MarTar Manor on Thursday, but it melted that afternoon. Areas around Madison and due west had quite a bit more apparently, and there was plenty on the ground still. This made me wistful in ways I can’t even begin to put into words.
When we passed a billboard for the Ope Haus Pub in Barneveld, we knew we had to stop. What can I say? It’s a Midwestern thing. And besides, we were hungry and it was lunchtime.
The Cripes Sake nachos and Squeeze Right Past Ya salad both sounded good, but we ordered a burger and pulled pork sandwich and went halfsies.
I did not go halfsies on the Bloody Mary. That baby was mine, all mine.
Our next stop – and actually, our destination – was Crazy Frank’s Flea Market, billed as the largest indoor flea market in Wisconsin. There are three locations, and we ended up at the smallest one, in Mineral Point. Which was still ginormous.
We spent nearly two hours roaming the cavernous space. Did we come away with a few treasures? You betcha. $131 worth, to be exact. Everything from artwork and a small blow mold Santa to a couple of 45 RPMs and a rustic kerosene lantern for the backyard.
Afterward, we drove around Mineral Point. Helluva cute town, chock full of stately homes and the requisite historic downtown. Wisconsin’s third-oldest city, it was the most important lead-producing region in the nation during the mid-19th century, and by 1830, Mineral Point’s population was greater than that of Milwaukee and Chicago combined. You’d never know that today, with its 2,617 residents, but this is yet another place we’re adding to our Come Back And Spend More Time In list.
We have no adventures planned for New Year’s Eve. Good thing too, as we’ve got a combo of freezing drizzle, a little sleet, and a few snowflakes – just enough to make the roads annoyingly slick. We’d talked about barhopping around Fort, as we did last year, but decided instead on cribbage and records and drinks at home. Much cozier and cheaper that way. Tara’s making her redneck eggrolls and sesame noodles, and whether we make it to midnight remains to be seen. Maybe not the most exciting NYE ever, but honestly, ringing in 2024 in our new home sounds perfect to me.
Mark My Words 
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