say a little prayer for the two women in my life still bravely battling cancer. they're both fighting through rough patches and could use a little boost! *love&light*
the 'chocolate thing' is suddenly not just a chocolate thing anymore; it's a viable business. the work of making, packaging, selling, shipping is enough to keep the three of us busy most days. dad and ben and i had a meeting with our counselor at the sba this morning (dad met with her two times previously) and we were each given hefty assignments to put us where we want to be in january, next summer, and in years to come. was it not for my dad stepping in and offering ben and i a swift kick in the proverbial pants we might just be goofing around still. that said, we aren't just goofing around anymore and have set a goal of selling something, be it big or small, everyday and ... we have!
and to get back to that other post: no, this wasn't ever my dream. though, to be honest, it wasn't ben's dream (go ahead, ask him) or my dad's either. i want to write. ben wants to paint. my dad wants to make music. but you know what? this business makes each of us happy, really terrifically happy at times. it affords us each some things that are vital to our ultimate dreams: creative outlets, time, practice, a process that results in a product, and hopefully, soon, enough money to support ourselves and our other endeavors. and as i told my dad the other day, it's not like we're producing and selling aluminum siding (no offense to anyone in aluminum siding). we work with chocolate. it's tangibly pleasing and recently, it has become our mutual dream.
so now, because i'm tired and the kids are in bed and d is out with friends and i can sit in a hot bath (alone!) you guys can work. tell me about thanksgiving around your place. who's hosting? what's your favorite side dish? white or dark meat? favorite pie? what's the weather supposed to be like where you're going? i'll answer tomorrow morning! ciao bellas.
the 'chocolate thing' is suddenly not just a chocolate thing anymore; it's a viable business. the work of making, packaging, selling, shipping is enough to keep the three of us busy most days. dad and ben and i had a meeting with our counselor at the sba this morning (dad met with her two times previously) and we were each given hefty assignments to put us where we want to be in january, next summer, and in years to come. was it not for my dad stepping in and offering ben and i a swift kick in the proverbial pants we might just be goofing around still. that said, we aren't just goofing around anymore and have set a goal of selling something, be it big or small, everyday and ... we have!
and to get back to that other post: no, this wasn't ever my dream. though, to be honest, it wasn't ben's dream (go ahead, ask him) or my dad's either. i want to write. ben wants to paint. my dad wants to make music. but you know what? this business makes each of us happy, really terrifically happy at times. it affords us each some things that are vital to our ultimate dreams: creative outlets, time, practice, a process that results in a product, and hopefully, soon, enough money to support ourselves and our other endeavors. and as i told my dad the other day, it's not like we're producing and selling aluminum siding (no offense to anyone in aluminum siding). we work with chocolate. it's tangibly pleasing and recently, it has become our mutual dream.
so now, because i'm tired and the kids are in bed and d is out with friends and i can sit in a hot bath (alone!) you guys can work. tell me about thanksgiving around your place. who's hosting? what's your favorite side dish? white or dark meat? favorite pie? what's the weather supposed to be like where you're going? i'll answer tomorrow morning! ciao bellas.