It's so hot....Puppy jumped over the bank to get into the creek this afternoon. She's usually better behaved than that.
I broke down and put the little window air conditioner in tonight. I smashed my pinky finger in the process. It's not severely damaged, just throbbing.
I feel like I am going nowhere. It's too hot to figure out where to go.
I'm kicking myself for not acting young when I was young. Now I'm middle-aged. Yes, I said it. Middle-aged. How the fuck did this happen? Obviously, it happened because time passes, unless you die, which really isn't in my 5 or 10 year plan.
That's about the only thing in my 5 or 10 year plan. I'm not much for life planning. I tend to drift along, moving from one thing to another without really plotting a course. Maybe I should try that. Having a direction. What a concept.
We have a client who wants 9 cakes for her wedding. Which is now 2 weeks away. Weddings are usually planned way ahead. We gave her a bid, 3 flavors, 3 of each - 9 cakes at the regular price of $18. She got back to us a week past the deadline, and she wants something much more complicated. For the same price. This demand was sandwiched in between over the top compliments. Compliments so excessive it was clearly an attempt at manipulation. I don't appreciate that.
The kitchen is so damn hot. It's almost impossible to work after 11 or so. Chocolate won't go into temper, buttercream melts....it's vexing.
SPOILER ALERT: For anyone who didn't read Harry Potter & the Half Blood Prince, or hear about the plot when the book came out, skip this paragraph.
Going to see the new Harry Potter movie tomorrow. I don't remember much about the Half-Blood Prince. Except that it was dark, a bit tedious in places, and Dumbledore dies. I don't think there was anything as scary as Delores Umbridge, her pink tweed suits, and her office full of kitten plates.
Puppy has decided that 4:30 is a great time to get up in the morning. She has no concept of weekends. So we'll be up with the sun. And probably at the park shortly after. The air will be fresh and cool, the wooded trails by the creek will be inviting, and stillness will be giving way to birdsong and the whirring of the early morning cyclists. And after about 20 minutes or so, my brain will stop spinning, and there will be nothing but the rhythm of my steps, the sound of the water, the touch of the breeze. This is the real reason why I walk in the park. Not for fitness, not because I should, but for those moments when movement and stillness become one and the same.
4 comments:
wow, that last bit was cool...about the park.
i love the new blog look! it is amazing, as are you and your movie spoilers, haha!
just think, july is halfway over so the cooler weather will be here sooner than you think...tell the pastry to hang in there. oh, and did you tell that lady to go away or are you doing her cakes?
I gave her a choice - the original bid, or her version, for a lot more money. We'll see what she comes back with.
AH NO! OK well I guess its my own fault for not keeping up with Potter better but I didn't know that about Dumbledore :-(
I hope it cools off in the kitchen, how freaking frustrating to not be able to work because of summer. Can you just jump in the creek with Puppy? Then toss in your client heehee
Don't become a planner - take it from one, it is far too exhausting.
Gah! Follow spoiler alert rules, dear. I mean, I already knew. And I know what's coming in the next one. I'm just a real stickler for that stuff. Blame my mom. ;)
That kitchen sounds miserable. Ugh.
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