Well, before the Chicken Chef Challenge I located the land that I knew was exactly the right spot for the ice rink! But then I spent every day for the next few months driving by and visualizing what the rink would look like there and trying to find out who owned it. There was no for sale sign on it and everyone told me that I was living in a dreamworld that the owners probably wouldn't sell it to me anyway. I had no luck at all trying to find the owners and so I told God, okay, maybe you have something better for me. I am going to drive up and down the highway and call every number I see on land for sale. Well, in short order I got a phone call back on some land that was close to the Nestle frozen foods plant and he wanted soooooo much money for it, that I said thanks but I couldn't pay that much in one lifetime, let alone several and I wished him good luck in selling it. Finally I decided to turn toward home and when I got to the same spot where I had spotted Carol (See Above) in front of the McDonalds on Highland, my phone rings again. (I swear there is something about that spot in the road--- maybe I need to go stand there and pray to win the lottery!!!!) A very sweet sounding lady on the other end asks me what I plan to put on the land and I told her an ice rink. She said she needed to call her sister across the country and get her on three way and she would call me right back. Well, I thought, either she is excited too (please, please please) or I am not going to get a call back. I chose to be optimistic and I was rewarded; she called me back in less than 2 minutes. She explained that they had several pieces of land to show me but there was one in particular that they both thought would be perfect, but that would be totally up to me. Well, I go to her house which happened to be on the back side of the land that I had been scoping out. We get in the van and go.......... straight to the land I had picked out months before. At the point where she pulled into the driveway of the land, I am sure I was holding my breath, she turned around and pointed, that is where I told my Dad as a little girl that I wanted an ice rink. (the same darn spot where I had been visualizing the rink!!!!!! HYPERVENTILATION AND TEARS!!!!!) She asked me if I was okay, and I told her this was the piece of land that I had told her about that I had given up on!!!! Yep, two blubbering ladies in a van!!!! That sweet lady is Sissy Moore (same name as my MOM!) and is now an integral part of the ice rink. Who says God doesn't listen or there is no God???? They need to follow me around for a while!