It’s really coming down out there. Quickly, and thickly. Chris called to say there are plenty of accidents already, so be careful.
I went into the office this morning and hosted conference calls until noon. Then I packed up, went to Costco and T&C, then came home to finish out the work day. This benefits me two-fold: I don’t have to drive in shitty weather later, and I can hear myself think to work. Both very helpful.
I have a ton of reports/paperwork due and I can’t generally hear myself think in the office. Between cell phones ringing ghetto-tones every time someone receives a text message, and general office talk I’m screwed when it comes time to think. Primarily I sit on the phone with a headset that covers both ears and I can’t hear what is going on, but when I take them off and have to concentrate to write up technical documents I have a problem. On those days it will take me 3 to 4 times as long as it should to write stuff up, and I’m more prone to mistakes. Ok, enough work talk.
It’s Friday. It’s kind of pretty outside with the new and fluffy snow. It will warm up enough in the coming days to melt it quickly enough to suit me.
Last night I went to bed and Chris had a bushy mountain-man type beard. This morning I woke up and his face was naked. He had shaved sometime past midnight. Kind of freaked me out a bit. He’s had that beard since his surgery on his face. It started growing because he couldn’t get his face wet for a few days, then he figured he might as well keep up with it as long as it didn’t itch. Now it’s gone.
Tonight we’re going to my mother-in-law’s for Kayla and Teagan’s birthday party (yes, two sisters were born on the same date, four years apart). We’ll be carting over 2 dozen cupcakes. Half are vanilla and half are chocolate. And half of each variety is filled with a strawberry filling and all are frosted with vanilla frosting, in a variety of designs. I’ll probably throw some fresh strawberries on top of the filled cupcakes too, just because I have some and I might as well use them before they shrivel up and rot.
Tomorrow I’ll drive back to their place with Teagan’s cake for her party with friends. There was no way that I could get it cut down, frosted and decorated in time to transport tonight. Plus, trying to move that large a cake and cupcakes would be a tremendous pain in the arse so I decided not to.
I really wish that I just had several (or a hundred) thousand extra dollars laying around so that I could open a business, in my location of choice, and with the style of my choice, and support myself in the event that it does not do well in the 1st year. Then again, I suppose lots of folks wish that. I would love to be able to make my own creations in food all day long (and, yes, do the cleaning and paperwork, and carry the burdens, and make the decisions that come along with that).