Friday, December 28, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Time Flies When You're Oh Never Mind.
Not much to report other than workworkwork. I will be working every day until I leave for New Zealand on January 2. Except for Christmas Day and New Year's Day, of course. Oh yeah, and December 30, when I will be at the Eagles game with SFG, PeopleCat and C-Note (yay!). Ok, so it's not so bad, I guess. But I will definitely need a vacation by the end of 2007, that's for freakin' sure.
On the baking front, I got a tip from one of the meat guys at The Circus who said that Canolli-o-rama, the Italian bakery, was not going to carry gingerbread men this year. So I got on the stick and made a whole family reunion's worth of gingerbread men and they freakin' sold out by 10:30 this morning. That's $80 worth of gingerbread men, if you can believe that. Suh-weet.
It appears that the fishmongers who haunt our shop were also quite excited about the gingerbread men. We couldn't find the cookie cutter that I'd purchased over a year ago, which spawned a frantic run to every shop trying to find a large gingerbread man cookie cutter to no avail. Then the next morning it turned up in one of the cabinets right behind the bucket of baking powder (which we use every day so there's no freakin' way we wouldn't have run into that thing at some point in the last 365 days).
Friday, December 14, 2007
1. Ho Ho Ho.
3. Free the Elves
4. Elves are People too.
6. I Wanted a Gucci One.
7. The Elves Have Left the Building.
8. Cash or Charge?
9. Stuff My Stocking
10. He Sees You When You're Sleeping.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Maggie, Molly and The Rest of Us.
The thought is horrifying.
Speaking of the cool kids, I have developed a crush on James Dyson.
Monday, December 10, 2007
We Don't Need No Thought Control.
That is, until I discovered The Arthur Findlay College in Stansted, England where I can develop my psychic gifts to their fullest. And then the world will truly be my oyster. I can keep the bakery and use my powers to know when my staff is lying, foretell orders coming up so we can prepare ahead of time, or cast a psychic forcefield to keep the crazy vagrants that inhabit The Circus at bay. Better yet, I can just close the bakery and start my own mediumship business. Then I could get an office and decorate it nice and cozy and make my own hours and charge people lots of money for a piece of my gift.* I could also wear clothes to work that weren't going to get dirty.
Food for thought.
*Friends and Family discount.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Have been crazy busy at the shop. Did a lovely wedding cake for a friend today. She said "Make it look delicious" and I think I succeeded. Sour cream pound cake with hazelnut buttercream filling and chocolate buttercream on the outside. Decorated with clumps of kumquats. It really was a pretty cake. I wanted to keep it and eat it myself.
If I haven't already pounded this into your brains yet, I am freaking exhausted. I've been working 13 days a week - every other Sunday off - for the past god knows how long and I am ready to drop. Thank god tomorrow is that coveted Day 14. SFG is going to the Eagles' game and I.Am.So.Sleeping.All.Day.Long.
Yes, I'm whining.
And...since the stealing incident as well as the fucking-the-new-guy incident, I have become pretty withdrawn at work. I should clarify, in all honesty, though, that I became withdrawn after I got steamed-pissed after the FTNG incident. I felt so strange - that everyone knew about it but me for weeks. It's kind of lonely being the boss. It really does separate you from everyone else in such a huge way. There's a certain sense of intimidation when you're the one who signs the paychecks and I have a hard time remembering that instead of feeling guilty I'm not being a chill enough boss.
In addition to being pissed that I said something that was completely disobeyed, I kind of took it personally that no one told me about this. But, as SFG rationally points out, I'm the boss - of course I'm the last to know! Yes, I get it. Intellectually. But emotionally I don't. It's very hard to put your heart and soul in a concept - to really put your self out there to the public to scrutinize - and then have the people who make your soul into a physical product that people pay money for and have strong opinions about - to have those people to lie to you.
Well, when you put it that way, Oy Vey, geez....
Anyhoo, obviously I'm a wee bit tired and must get some sleep ASAP. G'Nite!
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
All I Want for Christmas
1. A night in a haunted hotel.
2. Some nice bath products.
3. New shoes[check! Thanks Mom!]
4. Guided meditation/Meet your spirit guide cds.
5. A couple of sweaters (no wool, but soft wool blend ok, preferably fuzzy, but still fitted in nice muted colors. JCrew has a cute green argyle one.).
*I feel comfortable making my list public because I got 78% of my holiday shopping finished yesterday. Phew. No lines, no rushing and I got everything giftwrapped. I feel so accomplished and organized at the moment.