Sitting home on a Friday night, watching Billy Elliot again for the first time in years (it just never gets old. It seems more viscerally moving every time I see it), computing recipe costs and eating a bowl of ice cream. And talking on the phone with a cute boy... but only after the movie was over and I'd dried my happy tears. (ps- Can I mention how much I MISS seeing live ballet. I would just die to see an inspired production of the male Swan Lake. Chills just thinking about it).
So its my kind of a Friday night. The roommate is out and I have the house to myself. The rain smells sweet like wet grass and asphalt as it leaks it's big, fat, heavy drops onto the tin roof of the church next door. It's making percussive music as it falls. Tchaikovsky is playing on Spotify. All is more than well.
I'm happy to say a very productive week just wrapped. I met with a business counsellor. I priced out ingredients at Costco and the local food co-op. I realize that I need to find a better wholesale option than Costco. I got a quote on insurance. I researched available business names. I consulted with my mom about her experience running her own business. I bought new makeup and set dates with two men. And I dreamed that my little Farmers Market Bake Shop evolved into a coffee shop cafe in blossoming Palolo (my neighborhood), complete with al fresco dining and a glossy light wood interior. And I dreamed, on top of that dream, that I managed to make myself into this generation's Martha Steward. Baking, Sewing, Gardening, Home Improvement Projects and more... Better Homes & Gardens will be pounding down my door for an interview. So now I am trying to snap back to reality. Tugging on my own reins. I need to START SLOW. Which is so funny to remind myself that because a week ago I was terrified of even thinking of renting kitchen space. It's all feeling very doable right now, and it's thrilling.
I'm thinking a Baking Breakfast for friends is in store. I need feedback on recipes. I need feedback on proposed business names. And I need to figure out exactly how many muffins/ cookies/ slices of pound cake are in these recipes anyway. So stay tuned. Your tummy may be invited to breakfast at the house very soon!
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