I enjoy writing about all the interesting people that I meet in Coco's. Not everyone wants to share their story. Yesterday I had a young man come in that had a two hour wait for the train. He bought coffee. He mentioned there is nothing downtown to do while he waits for the train. I agreed. Wish there was something but there really is nothing! I try to start a conversation. Where you from, what do you do. He answered the questions, grew up in New York, lives in Seattle, parents live in Bloomington, he was just in a nearby town visiting a friend. Conversation stops. Done.
We are looking at a long period of silence. I have a book to read. My time will be filled. I poured some coffee and started reading. No conversation was exchange for well over an hour. He is sighing. Looking at his phone. I want to say, if you were a reader, you would have something to do. We would also have something to talk about. Instead, he is bored. He gets up, buys some candy, thanks me for letting him wait for the train. Mentions the train is on-time. Heads over to the depot. Which is not really a depot. Just a place that used to be a depot and is now a museum that is never open. I think the poor guy waited outside about 45 more minutes before the train showed up.
So, Arizona, just goes to show you, interesting people with amazing stories do not always walk in the door to Coco's. Makes for a more interesting day and blog entry when the people with great stories come in!!
Friday, December 20, 2013
Friday, December 6, 2013
Patrick
I was vacuuming and glanced up. I see a man walking towards the shop from the train. He is dressed in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. He is carrying a box with a handle. He came in and asked if there was a pay phone around. Ding, Ding! I think I know where this is going. I tell him he can use my phone. He said it was long distance. I said it did not matter. He calls his Mom. He said I got off the train in Dwight instead of going all the way to Chicago. It seemed like it made more sense. He talks to his Mom. Talks to someone else. Says, love you. Can't wait to see you.
He gets off the phone and gets a soda. I ask if it has been a while since he saw his family. He said four years. I ask where he was he said Springfield. I took a wild guess and asked if he was incarcerated. He was. He said he was with a friend that committed armed robbery. He did not know the friend was going to do it. He said he was with the wrong person that day. He never made an excuse for what he did. He said prison was the best thing that happened to him. He learned to appreciate life. He learned that he needed to make changes.
Don't waste your time telling me I need to be careful. Patrick was harmless. All he wanted to do was see his daughter. She was 9 when he went in. He now has a teen-ager. I told him to sit down and stay warm until his family arrived. I spent two hours talking to him.
About 10 minutes into our conversation I asked him if he was a reader. There was something about him that made me think he was. He said it is his passion. It is how he survived. He talked about God and where he was meant to be in life. I said Patrick God put you here today. I told him about reading being a huge part of my life. That I love to talk books. That I did book club and was called The Page Turner. He said is reading your super power. I said it sure is. Patrick said he was to stay on that train to Chicago. But he did not want to spend four hours in the city. He made the decision at the last minute to get out here. He started smiling. He said it feels good to know at this moment I am meant to be right here. Patrick told me his favorite books is Les Miserables. He asked if I read it and I said no. He started telling me the story. Tears ran down his face as he talked about it. He said he read it over and over. He gave me his copy. He loved the book so much and gave it to me. I wanted to give him The Shack but did not have it with me. I wrote the name down and he said he would read it.
Patrick said most prisoners find God. Patrick said God was never lost, people are. He was raised in a religious family. He said in prison he studied all kinds of religion. He read psychology books. Any book he could get his hands on. Patrick said he had God in his life, he just did not listen to him.
He talked a little about his life. He said his life plan was to join the military, become a Navy Seal, go into intelligence, get a degree. His little brother was playing with a gun one day and shot his best friend accidentally. The friend was killed. His brother went to a juvenile jail. Patrick lived in the South side of Chicago. He was shot in the head in retaliation. He spent 3 months in a coma. When he came out of it there was no chance of entering the military because of health issues. He had epilepsy and had loss so much weight and muscle tone from being in a coma so long. But he said that was not what caused him to be with the wrong person.
Patrick said he always had to be on the go. He held a full-time job. When he was not working he had to be doing something all the time. He said he could not stop and enjoy life. That is what put him with the wrong person. Do I think he was giving me a line? Who knows. Does not matter to me.
While Patrick was in prison his Grandpa and his Dad both died. He talked about how guilty he felt knowing he caused them so much pain by going to prison.
We talked books. We talked TV. I said I was a reality TV junkie. He said please tell me you do not watch Honey BooBoo. I was proud to say I do not. We talked family. He had watched a reality show about schizophrenia last week. I watched the same program. I was doing some work and he said, it is so quiet. I missed the quiet. He was in a dorm style prison. He said 15 people to a room. The noise never stopped. He talked about how horrible the food was. There were days he did not eat. He said the food was just to fill people up cheaply. He could not wait to eat healthy again. Except he said he would probably stop at McDonald's as soon as he could. His meal tonight would probably be a home cooked steak.
He saw his family drive by and park the car. He walked outside. I went to the window to watch. His daughter came running and threw herself into his arms. Talk about some hugging. They had not seen each other for two years. He came back in and bought her a soda and some bread. We shook hands. I tried to get him to take his book. He refused. I gave him The End Of Life Book Club. He kept saying to his daughter, I can't believe I can hug you. Look at you. You are so beautiful. You are so tall.
Just an ordinary day. Getting things cleaned up for our Christmas Parade. In walks Patrick and my day took on new meaning. Seems like God likes to remind me that I am where I should be.
He gets off the phone and gets a soda. I ask if it has been a while since he saw his family. He said four years. I ask where he was he said Springfield. I took a wild guess and asked if he was incarcerated. He was. He said he was with a friend that committed armed robbery. He did not know the friend was going to do it. He said he was with the wrong person that day. He never made an excuse for what he did. He said prison was the best thing that happened to him. He learned to appreciate life. He learned that he needed to make changes.
Don't waste your time telling me I need to be careful. Patrick was harmless. All he wanted to do was see his daughter. She was 9 when he went in. He now has a teen-ager. I told him to sit down and stay warm until his family arrived. I spent two hours talking to him.
About 10 minutes into our conversation I asked him if he was a reader. There was something about him that made me think he was. He said it is his passion. It is how he survived. He talked about God and where he was meant to be in life. I said Patrick God put you here today. I told him about reading being a huge part of my life. That I love to talk books. That I did book club and was called The Page Turner. He said is reading your super power. I said it sure is. Patrick said he was to stay on that train to Chicago. But he did not want to spend four hours in the city. He made the decision at the last minute to get out here. He started smiling. He said it feels good to know at this moment I am meant to be right here. Patrick told me his favorite books is Les Miserables. He asked if I read it and I said no. He started telling me the story. Tears ran down his face as he talked about it. He said he read it over and over. He gave me his copy. He loved the book so much and gave it to me. I wanted to give him The Shack but did not have it with me. I wrote the name down and he said he would read it.
Patrick said most prisoners find God. Patrick said God was never lost, people are. He was raised in a religious family. He said in prison he studied all kinds of religion. He read psychology books. Any book he could get his hands on. Patrick said he had God in his life, he just did not listen to him.
He talked a little about his life. He said his life plan was to join the military, become a Navy Seal, go into intelligence, get a degree. His little brother was playing with a gun one day and shot his best friend accidentally. The friend was killed. His brother went to a juvenile jail. Patrick lived in the South side of Chicago. He was shot in the head in retaliation. He spent 3 months in a coma. When he came out of it there was no chance of entering the military because of health issues. He had epilepsy and had loss so much weight and muscle tone from being in a coma so long. But he said that was not what caused him to be with the wrong person.
Patrick said he always had to be on the go. He held a full-time job. When he was not working he had to be doing something all the time. He said he could not stop and enjoy life. That is what put him with the wrong person. Do I think he was giving me a line? Who knows. Does not matter to me.
While Patrick was in prison his Grandpa and his Dad both died. He talked about how guilty he felt knowing he caused them so much pain by going to prison.
We talked books. We talked TV. I said I was a reality TV junkie. He said please tell me you do not watch Honey BooBoo. I was proud to say I do not. We talked family. He had watched a reality show about schizophrenia last week. I watched the same program. I was doing some work and he said, it is so quiet. I missed the quiet. He was in a dorm style prison. He said 15 people to a room. The noise never stopped. He talked about how horrible the food was. There were days he did not eat. He said the food was just to fill people up cheaply. He could not wait to eat healthy again. Except he said he would probably stop at McDonald's as soon as he could. His meal tonight would probably be a home cooked steak.
He saw his family drive by and park the car. He walked outside. I went to the window to watch. His daughter came running and threw herself into his arms. Talk about some hugging. They had not seen each other for two years. He came back in and bought her a soda and some bread. We shook hands. I tried to get him to take his book. He refused. I gave him The End Of Life Book Club. He kept saying to his daughter, I can't believe I can hug you. Look at you. You are so beautiful. You are so tall.
Just an ordinary day. Getting things cleaned up for our Christmas Parade. In walks Patrick and my day took on new meaning. Seems like God likes to remind me that I am where I should be.
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Ho, Ho, Ho
I went to our local box store. I found a couple of red plates on clearance, bought those. I can always use plastic plates. I found this white tray, with handles, on sale for half price. I bought some cupcake holders that were a Christmas design. I also purchased some tiny clear plastic bowls. I can always use these again. The lady will return the tray, bowls, and grabbers. I had the red tissue paper and curling ribbon. Those were for pops of color.
I cut the fudge and put out the dark chocolate she specifically asked for. I cut the sea salt caramels. Thinking a person would be more inclined to try a little piece more than the large caramel. (This is my way of trying to hook them on the crack, I mean caramels.) After those were put on the tray I wanted to add some pops of color. I went with some cherry balls, Christmas Gummis, and spearmint leaves. I carry Cappuccino Jelly Bellys. Thought those would work well on a dessert tray. Added some cinnamon Jelly Bellys for color. I put several peppermints on the tray to be festive.
To advertise my business I could put some business cards with the tray and add a description of what the candy was. I spent too much time searching for a document I could download and use as a candy menu. Looking for things on the internet can suck hours out of a day. I felt like I really nailed it all. I spent about four hours getting everything just so! I was asked to deliver it, so I did. Unfortunately, the person I was taking it to was not in his office. So I gave it to a staff person. It was a let down. I wanted to hear someone rave about how adorable it was. The idea was to get it out there to business people what I can do for them. I hope the tray made a good impression. I hope some extra sales come my way!
Tomorrow is the big Christmas Parade. Our little village puts on a cute parade. Last year we had the most beautiful snow princess of all time. Well, she is my granddaughter I might be partial to her. As seems to be the standard it is going to be freezing tomorrow. I hope that helps Coco's. I printed off quite a few coloring pictures for the kids. I will have hot cocoa. I am bringing in some extra chairs. Taking out some tables. Tru Stories is trying to wrangle some sweet children to sing Christmas Songs outside our sweet shops. Today I spent forever looking for gift certificate templates. Printed some of those off. Hope to sell some tomorrow night. I want to target high school age kids. Made up some certificates for them. Having my niece randomly give them to people at school. Ho, Ho, Ho, looking for a Merry Week-End and a very profitable year!
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Shop Small Business Saturday
There are well know shopping days around Thanksgiving. Black Friday, Cyber Monday, everyone has heard of them. Saturday was a new day that is being marketed around the country. It was, Small Business Saturday. Everyone was asked to visit a local business and buy one thing. In small businesses one sale means something. There were a few people that took that to heart. I had a big day on Saturday. Four people came into the shop specifically to support the cause. There were more people in Cocos, but four came knowing it was Small Business Saturday. Four people trying to make a difference. My shop was not the only place they went. In our Village there are only 2 retails shops downtown. TWO!! It should be easy for people to commit to coming to the shops. There are also two small box stores and a hardware store on the edge of town. I shop local as much as possible. I dislike leaving town now. I do not have much available time to go shopping.
If you live in a small town, make an effort. Walk into the stores. See if you can make a difference. If you talk to people in my village they will say we need more retail shops. We need to get businesses downtown. In order to keep businesses the locals need to make an effort to visit these shops. Not just once. On a regular basis. Small Business Saturday is over. That does not mean you can't go into a small business and help the cause. Your business can be the difference between staying open or closing. Every business lost in a small town matters. People do not want to move to a place that does not have shops. Shop Local, Shop Small Businesses. Help make it a Merry Christmas.
If you live in a small town, make an effort. Walk into the stores. See if you can make a difference. If you talk to people in my village they will say we need more retail shops. We need to get businesses downtown. In order to keep businesses the locals need to make an effort to visit these shops. Not just once. On a regular basis. Small Business Saturday is over. That does not mean you can't go into a small business and help the cause. Your business can be the difference between staying open or closing. Every business lost in a small town matters. People do not want to move to a place that does not have shops. Shop Local, Shop Small Businesses. Help make it a Merry Christmas.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
I Am Thankful
I am not going to pretend there is not stress associated with starting Coco's. I worry about finances. I worry about failing. I wake up in the middle of the night thinking about what changes I need to make to get people into the shop. For the first time in years I feel stressed about money. I think about all the money I put into Coco's and might never get back. That is lots of worrying in one paragraph.
I am still thankful I did this. Succeed or fail, I went after my dream. Not many people do it. Not many people are brave enough to do it. I gave myself the opportunity to use my own free will. I know the decisions I make are my decisions. Maybe that is not a good thing! I am so thankful to have Coco's. I pray that the holiday season is a success for Coco's.
I am very thankful for the support of some amazing friends!! Friends that keep telling me to stick with it. I can do this. Friends that have worked in the shop. Friends that helped get the shop ready. Friends that believe in me. Sometimes more than I believe in myself. What a huge blessing to have so many people next to me. Ironically, most of these people are affiliated with the job I retired from. I no longer see them on a regular basis. I still have their support.
I am thankful for no longer having to commute so far to work. I never notice how much gas is. If there is a snowstorm heading towards us. Just does not matter. If there weather is so bad I have to worry about getting the few blocks to work, will not be any reason to open the shop!!!
I am thankful that I can spend more time with my grand kids. I can drop by there house on my way to work and get morning hugs! Very awesome!! They pop into my shop to see me. I can take off work to attend their school events.
I am thankful that my daughter and Coach have been very supportive of my shop. They help me when I really need. Tru Stories listens to me freak out about everything!! Nice to have some family in my corner.
I hope next year I will be able to list how thankful I am that Coco's made it another year!!
Happy Thanksgiving! Thank you to all of you that are in my corner!!
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
James
Just when I think I am never going to have a blog-worthy person enter Coco's, the door opens.... Today it was James. Young guy, mid 30's. James was killing time waiting for his girlfriend. She is doing an internship at the high school in psychology. James is from the UK. He kept saying, in the UK. I love that. They were motoring to Ohio later today. Just need some sweets for the ride. We managed to talk about 90 minutes. James is from the United Kingdom and currently lives in the Netherlands. He was living in New Orleans and recently moved to the Netherlands. His girlfriend is from Ohio. She will be moving to the Netherlands at the end of the year. Maybe! That is up for discussion because she might need to finish a year of post doctoral work.
What did James and I talk about? So many interesting things. I will hit some high points. He told me his parents live in England and that is where he grew up. For a bit he lived in Scotland. He said that was about an 8 hour drive from his parents. He said in the UK that is considered too far to drive. He said Americans consider that a great road trip. They would fly in the UK. I said because of cost? He said, No. Because it is clear on the other side of the UK. They would not dream of driving all the way across the UK. He said they cannot believe how Americans will drive across country.
Another big subject is guns. He said in most countries they are shocked by the fact Americans think they should carry handguns. He said that is not done in the UK or Netherlands. I was explaining it is hunting season here. I told him there is shotgun season and bow season for deer hunting. He said, (say this in an English accent), ah yes, it would be more of a sport without an gun. He said in other countries when they of mass shootings that take place in the US they feel like, what do you expect. If you let everyone have guns it is going to happen. He said few people hunt in the UK. It is not such a big part of their culture like it is here. In order to even have a gun for hunting people have to complete so many checks and paperwork.
Natural Disasters. James said as far as he could tell there are only a few states that are safe from natural disasters. Tornadoes can happen in the UK but they rarely, rarely occur. He cannot believe the US has earthquakes, hurricanes, flooding, and tornadoes. The Netherlands are full of canals. He said they have a 1,000 year flood plan. Meaning the chance of flooding is about zero. They had bad floods in the 50's and redid their levee system.
Vehicle insurance. In the UK you pay for liability insurance. Not for a set amount. You just have liability insurance and it covers what is needed. He said they consider the need for millions ridiculous. Their insurance is becoming more Americanized. His father works with Salvage Yards. They used to sell salvage vehicles for a set amount. Now they are negotiating contracts and insurance ask for percent of sales. He said if someone died in an accident they would not consider getting millions for the death.
Medical insurance. It is basically socialized medical coverage. They just don't call it that. By law all people must have coverage. The same type of coverage. They have it for life. He said a young, employed person would pay more than an unemployed poor person. He was shocked that the US does not think they should have to help pay insurance for poor people. James lived in New Orleans so that was his frame of reference. He said it looked like Americans did not care about helping poor Blacks. I said they do care about helping insure anyone if it is going to cost them more money. He was shocked by that. He cannot believe that people can have to go without insurance because of pre-existing conditions. He said it was shocking to him that people would have to keep jobs because of insurance. That he has met professionals that could make much more money by leaving big companies but they do not because of insurance issues. There is socialized medicine that works. The US needs to go to the countries and use them as a model.
News in the US. James said he cannot believe how terrible the news coverage is in the US. He said in order to get unbiased reporting, he watches American BBC or some news agency out of Israel. He said the news that comes out of the US is all about political party control.
The Netherlands. I am very well versed on the Netherlands because I watch House Hunters International of HGTV. I know housing is tough to find and very expensive. James said housing is not the worst of it. People are taxed 51% of their incomes. Can you imagine? I am assuming that James makes a decent salary. He works for Shell Oil. That explains why he was in New Orleans.
All of the windmills. James said he cannot believe how many windmills are around here. Of course, there are windmills in the Netherlands. They still have the old fashioned wood looking windmills. He said their power comes from mainly natural gas, some coal. The cost of natural gas is more than double what we pay in the US. That is unreal!! The high cost of taxes, heating, and housing explains why on House Hunters people are usually looking at tiny apartments.
Vaccinations on children. He said some areas went through people panicking and not giving their children the MMR vaccine. He said the government was not very concerned until large areas of population stopped. They were having Measles, Mumps, and Rubella making a reappearance. He said there were villages that many people were not giving the shots to their children.
Living in New Orleans. We were talking about how there are houses still standing from the flood that have not been torn down. James said that is partially due to the fact that people had houses that were passed down from generation to generation without ever having deeds changed. So people cannot prove they owned the house. Because they were living in houses that were already paid for, they did not have insurance. New Orleans had to create laws after the fact that would allow them to tear down houses for safety reasons. They did not have anything in place to handle all the houses people walked away from. There was a 30% decline in the population. New Orleans has still not recouped that loss. Tourism is still not what it once was. He enjoyed living in New Orleans but he said there are so many issues. The poverty was upsetting to see.
Because I am what my Hubby refers to as a bleeding heart liberal, I agree with so many of the views expressed by James. Now I am sure there are people that would say that James can just stay out of the US if he does not like our country. I would not be one of those people. Diversity is what makes life interesting. Listening to James reminds me that the US is not a country people look up to the way they once did. He said most of the time when the US has a policy it is based on greed. Not necessarily what is best for the most people. That is true. We let people live on the streets, and send millions to other countries. That is something I will never understand.
Another interesting visitor to Coco's. I wish it happened daily. Yes, I do have a crush on James. That English accent kills me.
What did James and I talk about? So many interesting things. I will hit some high points. He told me his parents live in England and that is where he grew up. For a bit he lived in Scotland. He said that was about an 8 hour drive from his parents. He said in the UK that is considered too far to drive. He said Americans consider that a great road trip. They would fly in the UK. I said because of cost? He said, No. Because it is clear on the other side of the UK. They would not dream of driving all the way across the UK. He said they cannot believe how Americans will drive across country.
Another big subject is guns. He said in most countries they are shocked by the fact Americans think they should carry handguns. He said that is not done in the UK or Netherlands. I was explaining it is hunting season here. I told him there is shotgun season and bow season for deer hunting. He said, (say this in an English accent), ah yes, it would be more of a sport without an gun. He said in other countries when they of mass shootings that take place in the US they feel like, what do you expect. If you let everyone have guns it is going to happen. He said few people hunt in the UK. It is not such a big part of their culture like it is here. In order to even have a gun for hunting people have to complete so many checks and paperwork.
Natural Disasters. James said as far as he could tell there are only a few states that are safe from natural disasters. Tornadoes can happen in the UK but they rarely, rarely occur. He cannot believe the US has earthquakes, hurricanes, flooding, and tornadoes. The Netherlands are full of canals. He said they have a 1,000 year flood plan. Meaning the chance of flooding is about zero. They had bad floods in the 50's and redid their levee system.
Vehicle insurance. In the UK you pay for liability insurance. Not for a set amount. You just have liability insurance and it covers what is needed. He said they consider the need for millions ridiculous. Their insurance is becoming more Americanized. His father works with Salvage Yards. They used to sell salvage vehicles for a set amount. Now they are negotiating contracts and insurance ask for percent of sales. He said if someone died in an accident they would not consider getting millions for the death.
Medical insurance. It is basically socialized medical coverage. They just don't call it that. By law all people must have coverage. The same type of coverage. They have it for life. He said a young, employed person would pay more than an unemployed poor person. He was shocked that the US does not think they should have to help pay insurance for poor people. James lived in New Orleans so that was his frame of reference. He said it looked like Americans did not care about helping poor Blacks. I said they do care about helping insure anyone if it is going to cost them more money. He was shocked by that. He cannot believe that people can have to go without insurance because of pre-existing conditions. He said it was shocking to him that people would have to keep jobs because of insurance. That he has met professionals that could make much more money by leaving big companies but they do not because of insurance issues. There is socialized medicine that works. The US needs to go to the countries and use them as a model.
News in the US. James said he cannot believe how terrible the news coverage is in the US. He said in order to get unbiased reporting, he watches American BBC or some news agency out of Israel. He said the news that comes out of the US is all about political party control.
The Netherlands. I am very well versed on the Netherlands because I watch House Hunters International of HGTV. I know housing is tough to find and very expensive. James said housing is not the worst of it. People are taxed 51% of their incomes. Can you imagine? I am assuming that James makes a decent salary. He works for Shell Oil. That explains why he was in New Orleans.
All of the windmills. James said he cannot believe how many windmills are around here. Of course, there are windmills in the Netherlands. They still have the old fashioned wood looking windmills. He said their power comes from mainly natural gas, some coal. The cost of natural gas is more than double what we pay in the US. That is unreal!! The high cost of taxes, heating, and housing explains why on House Hunters people are usually looking at tiny apartments.
Vaccinations on children. He said some areas went through people panicking and not giving their children the MMR vaccine. He said the government was not very concerned until large areas of population stopped. They were having Measles, Mumps, and Rubella making a reappearance. He said there were villages that many people were not giving the shots to their children.
Living in New Orleans. We were talking about how there are houses still standing from the flood that have not been torn down. James said that is partially due to the fact that people had houses that were passed down from generation to generation without ever having deeds changed. So people cannot prove they owned the house. Because they were living in houses that were already paid for, they did not have insurance. New Orleans had to create laws after the fact that would allow them to tear down houses for safety reasons. They did not have anything in place to handle all the houses people walked away from. There was a 30% decline in the population. New Orleans has still not recouped that loss. Tourism is still not what it once was. He enjoyed living in New Orleans but he said there are so many issues. The poverty was upsetting to see.
Because I am what my Hubby refers to as a bleeding heart liberal, I agree with so many of the views expressed by James. Now I am sure there are people that would say that James can just stay out of the US if he does not like our country. I would not be one of those people. Diversity is what makes life interesting. Listening to James reminds me that the US is not a country people look up to the way they once did. He said most of the time when the US has a policy it is based on greed. Not necessarily what is best for the most people. That is true. We let people live on the streets, and send millions to other countries. That is something I will never understand.
Another interesting visitor to Coco's. I wish it happened daily. Yes, I do have a crush on James. That English accent kills me.
Friday, November 15, 2013
Gift of Jewel Today
I have not had an awesome encounter for too long. This morning that changed. Jewel came walking into my shop this morning. Pulling a big suitcase. She was on her way to St. Louis for a wedding of a close friend. She said it would be a YaYa Sisterhood week-end. We start chatting. She was talking about how beautiful all the colors of the candy is. I agree. Story goes to, how did I come to open the shop. I tell her the story. I talk about how I am struggling to find customers to keep the place going. She asked if she could pray with me. I said, of course. She told me her name, Jewel. I told her my name. Now Jewel is an African American. This woman could pray. I love the way African Americans pray. It is so up lifting. I feel so good right now.
Jewel told me that she felt she was guided to me. I am sure a believer of that. Seems like people walk in my door often that I am meant to meet. She said yesterday she felt God nudge her. She knew something was going to happen. She is at a crossroad in her life. She worked in the prison outside our town that recently closed. After it closed she went to another county where many of the inmates had been transferred. She helped with the acclimation. (She said it is a nightmare.) Anyway, her story is that she ministers and was starting to feel she being guided away from what she had been doing to a different type of work. She was waiting for the path to open for her. Today her friend was going to bring her to the train just in time so she would not have to wait. Something came up and the friend had to drop her 45 minutes early. That is how Jewel ended up in my shop.
I talked to her about how I loved to hear her pray. She has a beautiful voice. She said that is why she met me today. She was trying to decide to change her career into voice overs and books on audio. I said I would love listening to her read a book. Jewel said this is why we met today. To nudge her into making the decisions.
Talking to Jewel reminded me of another friend that would pray with me. She moved to California. I miss her and listening to her prayers. Part of this journey I have been on has led me to church. Meeting people like Jewel reinforced things do not happen by accident.
Now back to work. Decorating for Christmas. I know it is early. Next week-end is my holiday open house. Need to have some decorations. Just not an over whelming amount. I have been moving shelves around. Putting candy in new spots. Giving Coco's a face lift. I am always shocked that Coco's keeps getting more adorable!
Jewel told me that she felt she was guided to me. I am sure a believer of that. Seems like people walk in my door often that I am meant to meet. She said yesterday she felt God nudge her. She knew something was going to happen. She is at a crossroad in her life. She worked in the prison outside our town that recently closed. After it closed she went to another county where many of the inmates had been transferred. She helped with the acclimation. (She said it is a nightmare.) Anyway, her story is that she ministers and was starting to feel she being guided away from what she had been doing to a different type of work. She was waiting for the path to open for her. Today her friend was going to bring her to the train just in time so she would not have to wait. Something came up and the friend had to drop her 45 minutes early. That is how Jewel ended up in my shop.
I talked to her about how I loved to hear her pray. She has a beautiful voice. She said that is why she met me today. She was trying to decide to change her career into voice overs and books on audio. I said I would love listening to her read a book. Jewel said this is why we met today. To nudge her into making the decisions.
Talking to Jewel reminded me of another friend that would pray with me. She moved to California. I miss her and listening to her prayers. Part of this journey I have been on has led me to church. Meeting people like Jewel reinforced things do not happen by accident.
Now back to work. Decorating for Christmas. I know it is early. Next week-end is my holiday open house. Need to have some decorations. Just not an over whelming amount. I have been moving shelves around. Putting candy in new spots. Giving Coco's a face lift. I am always shocked that Coco's keeps getting more adorable!
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Random Thoughts
Arizona sent me a quote today. She said it related to my shop and to me. Here is the quote:
I've learned that meeting interesting people depends less on where you go than on who you are.
It is easy for me to engage people in conversation. That was not always true. When I first moved out of my small town, I was not comfortable talking to strangers. I was used to knowing everyone in my life. I am an extrovert. That means I will make conversation with just about anyone. Thankfully! If not for that, I would not have great stories to tell on this blog.
(Does not count right now. Have not had people in to chat with!)
In the retail world, it is Christmas Time. Not in my world. I really do not like to see Christmas stuff everywhere. That said, I will need Christmas items to sell in my shop. I have started ordering things. Just not ready to put it all out. Yesterday, I bought a bunch of decorations for my shop. I will get them up before my Open House on November 23rd. Hopefully, Tru Stories will take pity on me and come up for that chore. I am not a Christmas Decoration sort of person. I can cross the line into tacky very quickly.
Today I have been moving things around in my shop. I think I am going to create a half price shelf. I have some items that have been here too long. Some Halloween candy that needs to go. I feel like people will like a spot to look. We always want a deal!!
Easy Rider - there it is. Short, probably not sweet.
I've learned that meeting interesting people depends less on where you go than on who you are.
It is easy for me to engage people in conversation. That was not always true. When I first moved out of my small town, I was not comfortable talking to strangers. I was used to knowing everyone in my life. I am an extrovert. That means I will make conversation with just about anyone. Thankfully! If not for that, I would not have great stories to tell on this blog.
(Does not count right now. Have not had people in to chat with!)
In the retail world, it is Christmas Time. Not in my world. I really do not like to see Christmas stuff everywhere. That said, I will need Christmas items to sell in my shop. I have started ordering things. Just not ready to put it all out. Yesterday, I bought a bunch of decorations for my shop. I will get them up before my Open House on November 23rd. Hopefully, Tru Stories will take pity on me and come up for that chore. I am not a Christmas Decoration sort of person. I can cross the line into tacky very quickly.
Today I have been moving things around in my shop. I think I am going to create a half price shelf. I have some items that have been here too long. Some Halloween candy that needs to go. I feel like people will like a spot to look. We always want a deal!!
Easy Rider - there it is. Short, probably not sweet.
Thursday, October 31, 2013
The Cowboys
There are two brothers (The Cowboys) that are brought to the store every Wednesday by their sitter. They love having this set thing they do. Their Mom told me they do not like that she has a late class on Wednesday. She bribed them with the candy store. Now it is their thing. Remember how when Norm would throw open the bar door on Cheers? That is what it is like when The Cowboys come in. They throw open the door like they own the place. They chat with me. This is their thing. Their place. I love that.
Last night the boys came in. They were reminded by their sitter Halloween was the next day so no reason to buy tons of candy. These boys like candy!! I told the boys to come into Coco's to Trick or Treat. They said, we will. The older Cowboy said, "you aren't going to charge us for the candy are you?" Really? I said no. They were excited to tell their Mom that they were coming to Coco's to Trick or Treat and did not have to pay for the candy. They are going to get a bag full of candy tonight. The fact they can get some for free from me is awesome. Too funny!
Looking forward to having some kids come in tonight. I will try to have my camera ready.
Last night the boys came in. They were reminded by their sitter Halloween was the next day so no reason to buy tons of candy. These boys like candy!! I told the boys to come into Coco's to Trick or Treat. They said, we will. The older Cowboy said, "you aren't going to charge us for the candy are you?" Really? I said no. They were excited to tell their Mom that they were coming to Coco's to Trick or Treat and did not have to pay for the candy. They are going to get a bag full of candy tonight. The fact they can get some for free from me is awesome. Too funny!
Looking forward to having some kids come in tonight. I will try to have my camera ready.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
The Next Day
My mind was preoccupied by Jay last night. I worried about where he went. Hubby thought I should have tried to get him help. I disagree because there was nothing about Jay that made it necessary to get him immediate help. Most people would not have picked up there was something wrong with him. He never admitted to being homeless. He did not ask for help. I think I did all I could do. I let him have a rest and get warm. I gave him coffee. I gave him money and directions to get food. If he did not buy the food, nothing I can do about it. He did not come off as a druggie or drinker. His appearance was well kept. He mentioned that is important to him. That he did not want to be perceived as sloppy. Now it is a story without an ending. I guess all of my encounters are that way. His story is one that is too close to home and a bit haunting.
I can tell time by the trains now. I don't hear every train. Not because I can't. The tracks are across the street from my shop. I am able to block out sounds. There have been four trains today. I only noticed two.
It is a sunny day. I love sitting at the table by the window on days like this. The sun is so warm. There is not always things to keep me busy. That is when I read and play on the computer. Not good for the body. I sit too much. Starting today, I am periodically getting up and walking laps in my shop. Sure, it will look crazy. Has to be done!
Hope Jay made it to Bloomington. Hope his cousin took him in. Wish he really would get to attend culinary school. Sigh!
I can tell time by the trains now. I don't hear every train. Not because I can't. The tracks are across the street from my shop. I am able to block out sounds. There have been four trains today. I only noticed two.
It is a sunny day. I love sitting at the table by the window on days like this. The sun is so warm. There is not always things to keep me busy. That is when I read and play on the computer. Not good for the body. I sit too much. Starting today, I am periodically getting up and walking laps in my shop. Sure, it will look crazy. Has to be done!
Hope Jay made it to Bloomington. Hope his cousin took him in. Wish he really would get to attend culinary school. Sigh!
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
He Said His Name Was Jay
Earlier a guy came in carrying a duffel bag and backpack. Young, 26 years old. He started talking to me about the train. He wants the train to Bloomington. He has a 6 hour wait. He sits down and starts talking. Talking and talking. I gave him a cup of coffee. He told me many stories. One thing he was consistent about was that he is going to Bloomington to stay with his cousin. He rambled quite a bit. He said he spent last night in this town 20 miles north of here. Mainly he walks. My impression is that he is homeless, maybe mentally ill. He sounds schizophrenic. Not dangerous. Friendly as can be. The average person might not think he was mentally ill. I picked up on a few things while he was talking. He is exhausted. He asked if he could put his head down. I told him yes. He wants to own a restaurant. He loves food. He showed me a food magazine. He wants to go to culinary school. I tried to find out if he worked. Does not sound like it. He says he has $10:00 for the train. He dozed for a little while. I would let him sleep her all day but not a great look for my shop. He asked if people in my town are friendly. I said not really but they would not hurt him. He is an African American stranger in a mainly white town.
Coach stopped by for an afternoon snack while Jay had his head down resting. Coach motioned to me, what's going on. I wrote him a note. Several customers came in while Jay was here. He spoke to them too. He is very personable.
I asked him when was the last time he had food. He said he thinks two days. I told him I would give him money to go get a good meal but he would have to walk. He said he would. I gave him directions to a family style restaurant. I told him he would pass Dairy Queen but I hope he would walk an additional block to get a good meal. He said he would. He was appreciative. He asked if there was work he could do to pay me back. I said no. Just make sure he ate.
I wish there was a place I could send him to sleep. He said he was distracted and his phone was stolen. Who knows if he really had a phone. That happened in Chicago. He still has a few hours until the train. I'm sure I will see him back here before I close. I told him if I do not see him that when he gets to Bloomington if he does not have a place to go there are some shelters. The shelters will at least get him a warm meal.
I know he was sent to me. I wish I could say, do you have an illness. I'm sure he would deny it. I hope there is a cousin in the city. I hope the cousin lets him stay. He mentioned that family gets tired of him and sends him along his way. Glad I was able to offer him money for a meal before I sent him off. I thought about having food delivered so I knew he really ate. But, I can't have people feeling uncomfortable when they come in the shop. There was nothing about him that screamed, I want money for drugs or booze. I really think he is just hungry and tired. Now he will only be tired.
Coach stopped by for an afternoon snack while Jay had his head down resting. Coach motioned to me, what's going on. I wrote him a note. Several customers came in while Jay was here. He spoke to them too. He is very personable.
I asked him when was the last time he had food. He said he thinks two days. I told him I would give him money to go get a good meal but he would have to walk. He said he would. I gave him directions to a family style restaurant. I told him he would pass Dairy Queen but I hope he would walk an additional block to get a good meal. He said he would. He was appreciative. He asked if there was work he could do to pay me back. I said no. Just make sure he ate.
I wish there was a place I could send him to sleep. He said he was distracted and his phone was stolen. Who knows if he really had a phone. That happened in Chicago. He still has a few hours until the train. I'm sure I will see him back here before I close. I told him if I do not see him that when he gets to Bloomington if he does not have a place to go there are some shelters. The shelters will at least get him a warm meal.
I know he was sent to me. I wish I could say, do you have an illness. I'm sure he would deny it. I hope there is a cousin in the city. I hope the cousin lets him stay. He mentioned that family gets tired of him and sends him along his way. Glad I was able to offer him money for a meal before I sent him off. I thought about having food delivered so I knew he really ate. But, I can't have people feeling uncomfortable when they come in the shop. There was nothing about him that screamed, I want money for drugs or booze. I really think he is just hungry and tired. Now he will only be tired.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Ellen Was Her Name
This morning a lady came into my shop that was waiting for a train. She had the times confused and had over an hour to wait. By now you have probably figured out I can have conversations with anyone. I sat down and we started chatting. First about my business, how I got started. She told me about the business her husband and she started. Sad story, ending with a fire. The topic comes up that her son has a benign brain tumor. She tells me about how it is twisted around his brain stem. It cannot be removed. He had chemo to see if it would shrink it, it did not. Radiation could cause brain damage. She told me about the trials her son faces. Daily headaches. His fight to stay healthy. Depression can set in. I know about living with a child with an illness. I talk about my son. We discuss how life does not always go by our plan. We connected on a few subjects. She said she could talk to me because I was a stranger. Her son does not want her talking to people about his illness. Old Lady, I told her about your phrase, "It is not my story to tell." She loved that phrase. Said she would be using it. God came into the discussion. About if we have anger, do we feel punished. I said, I do not. I always have it in my mind that so many people are so much worse off than we are. She agreed.
When her son came off the train, I was thrilled to see him. I'm looking at him feeling awed by the challenges he faces and fights to overcome. She went to greet her son and they both returned. He got a bag of candy. His Mom handed me a religious pamphlet and told me her name was Ellen. Odd that we never exchanged names during our long, personal conversation. I will probably never see her again. I will think of her. It is another reminder that everyone has a story. Many people are facing challenges that we cannot see. I am sure there was a reason that Ellen and I met today. The thing is our conversation was not tragic and woe is me. It was about strength and parenthood. Not about this how hard and terrible our children have it. It felt like a positive encounter.
The first line that jumped out at me on the pamphlet was: God has a plan for your life. I feel that so much now. Her visit reminded me of that. I need to do my best and know that I am on a path. Very positive meeting.
When her son came off the train, I was thrilled to see him. I'm looking at him feeling awed by the challenges he faces and fights to overcome. She went to greet her son and they both returned. He got a bag of candy. His Mom handed me a religious pamphlet and told me her name was Ellen. Odd that we never exchanged names during our long, personal conversation. I will probably never see her again. I will think of her. It is another reminder that everyone has a story. Many people are facing challenges that we cannot see. I am sure there was a reason that Ellen and I met today. The thing is our conversation was not tragic and woe is me. It was about strength and parenthood. Not about this how hard and terrible our children have it. It felt like a positive encounter.
The first line that jumped out at me on the pamphlet was: God has a plan for your life. I feel that so much now. Her visit reminded me of that. I need to do my best and know that I am on a path. Very positive meeting.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Fall Open House
I am planning to have a Fall Open House at the shop. It will probably be in November. This is what I know. I want to have something special for kids. Maybe story hour or a craft time. Something to draw people with kids into the shop. I will have a drawing for a door prize. Thinking of inviting one or two people that have home based businesses to display their items for sale.
Any other ideas? Let your creative juices flow.
Any other ideas? Let your creative juices flow.
Friday, October 11, 2013
Check Up
Yesterday I had to close my shop early so I could go out of town for my physical. I had not seen my doctor since she made the comment: This is your one time on Earth, you need to find something that makes you happy. Huge statement. I think she has said it a few times. I told her about how her statement set all of this in motion. Her statement is the reason I finally made the decision to take a chance and open the sweet shop. She was so excited about my adventure. She had goose bumps when I told her the story. She could not wait to tell the nurses about it. She loved the name. She is going to try to come visit the shop very soon.
There is a lesson to be learned here. Words are so powerful. Being supportive when someone needs help can move mountains. We need to remember to use our words wisely. So much easier to use our energy to be positive. I try to have positive exchanges with all the people that come in my shop. I want kids to come in my shop knowing they are welcome.
I was drowning in negativity for a long time. It was a hard pit to drag myself out of. Years ago I read the book, Simple Abundance. It is based on how being positive can turn lives around. Keep a Gratitude Journal. Write three things a day that you are grateful to have. That makes people spend their day looking for good things. I need to read the book again. Great way to live life.
I am so grateful for my doctor. She has helped me through some tough things. She always takes the time to talk books with me. Ask me what I am reading. Makes suggestions on what she thinks I should read. Hugs me when she thinks I need a hug. That is why I will continue to travel out of town to see her. She is an amazing person and doctor!
Be brave. Jump off the diving board. Ride the roller coaster. Do the things you are most afraid of doing. Live life.
There is a lesson to be learned here. Words are so powerful. Being supportive when someone needs help can move mountains. We need to remember to use our words wisely. So much easier to use our energy to be positive. I try to have positive exchanges with all the people that come in my shop. I want kids to come in my shop knowing they are welcome.
I was drowning in negativity for a long time. It was a hard pit to drag myself out of. Years ago I read the book, Simple Abundance. It is based on how being positive can turn lives around. Keep a Gratitude Journal. Write three things a day that you are grateful to have. That makes people spend their day looking for good things. I need to read the book again. Great way to live life.
I am so grateful for my doctor. She has helped me through some tough things. She always takes the time to talk books with me. Ask me what I am reading. Makes suggestions on what she thinks I should read. Hugs me when she thinks I need a hug. That is why I will continue to travel out of town to see her. She is an amazing person and doctor!
Be brave. Jump off the diving board. Ride the roller coaster. Do the things you are most afraid of doing. Live life.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
International Conversation
It has been so long since interesting people have stopped by the shop. Today I had a couple and their son from England. They live in a village just outside of London. I have a confession to make here. I am fascinated by Little People. I don't know why. I guess it could be because growing up in a little town I never saw Little People. Add to it that I watch two reality TV shows about Little People and my obsession has only intensified. The couple's son was a Little Person. He was an adult. I tried to engage him in conversation, he did not have much to say.
The man is a train engineer in England. He said they are talking about a high speed train there. I was telling him about our high speed train. He said most people in England do not want it. It will not save much time. He was very excited when two trains went by while he was in my shop. We chatted about nothing in particular. They were headed back to Chicago. He was able to cross two things off his bucket list when they came into town. He saw Route 66 and a Frank Lloyd Wright Building. The bank next to my shop is a Frank Lloyd Wright building.
They are headed up to the big city to fly back tonight. I gave him some detour directions to miss traffic. He does not like all the traffic. He said they rarely go to London because of the traffic. Something I never heard before is in order to go into the center of London, you have to pay. He said it would be approximately $15.00. When you get there you have to find a coffee place or somewhere to pay. If you don't, you will receive a fine. They are tracked by their license plates.
They purchased a couple of items in my shop. One is a Route 66 wood plaque my niece made. The other was an upcycled Chicago Bears tunic top. The lady said everyone will be talking about the shirt because it is so interesting. She said every time she wears it she will think of me. She did not mind spending money they have lots of money left from vacation because everything here is so cheap. I said, does not feel like it from here.
They were in Louisville to visit a friend. Linda said they have been friends since they were 5. He moved away and they have stayed Pen Pals. Easy Rider you would love that.
Once again, my favorite thing about the shop is meeting the interesting people. They signed my guest book, Ed, Linda, and Chris.
The man is a train engineer in England. He said they are talking about a high speed train there. I was telling him about our high speed train. He said most people in England do not want it. It will not save much time. He was very excited when two trains went by while he was in my shop. We chatted about nothing in particular. They were headed back to Chicago. He was able to cross two things off his bucket list when they came into town. He saw Route 66 and a Frank Lloyd Wright Building. The bank next to my shop is a Frank Lloyd Wright building.
They are headed up to the big city to fly back tonight. I gave him some detour directions to miss traffic. He does not like all the traffic. He said they rarely go to London because of the traffic. Something I never heard before is in order to go into the center of London, you have to pay. He said it would be approximately $15.00. When you get there you have to find a coffee place or somewhere to pay. If you don't, you will receive a fine. They are tracked by their license plates.
They purchased a couple of items in my shop. One is a Route 66 wood plaque my niece made. The other was an upcycled Chicago Bears tunic top. The lady said everyone will be talking about the shirt because it is so interesting. She said every time she wears it she will think of me. She did not mind spending money they have lots of money left from vacation because everything here is so cheap. I said, does not feel like it from here.
They were in Louisville to visit a friend. Linda said they have been friends since they were 5. He moved away and they have stayed Pen Pals. Easy Rider you would love that.
Once again, my favorite thing about the shop is meeting the interesting people. They signed my guest book, Ed, Linda, and Chris.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
The Kid
Today, after school, two junior high girls came in. They have been in a few times. After hello, one of the first things they said was, "Is The Kid still dating (insert girl name)?" I said, I don't know. I am his grandma. One of them told me she thought he was cute. Which he is. Super cute! Really, more handsome than cute. The one girl told me she would go out with him if he asked. She giggled, don't tell him I said that. Translate, please tell him I said so. Which I did not do. I do not care how much money girls spend in my shop hoping to get a glimpse of The Kid, I will not ask him out for someone.
I might try to get him to spend more time at the shop if it attracts more girls. They had a huge bag of change and were not afraid to spend it.
What happened to our sweet baby boy? Sigh!!
I might try to get him to spend more time at the shop if it attracts more girls. They had a huge bag of change and were not afraid to spend it.
What happened to our sweet baby boy? Sigh!!
Slow
Things have been soooo sloooow at the Sweet Shop. I am very bored. Being doing some reading. Hard to write about interesting people when people are not coming in.
This morning an elderly man came in. He was waiting for a friend who had their dog at the vet. He bought a coffee. Complained about the cost. I guess if you compare it to some places it is more expensive. I am charging for a good cup of coffee. I have a reverse osmosis water system to purify the water. I have a commercial grade coffee machine. I have three flavors of syrup that people can put in their coffee. He was excited about that. He did say it was a good cup of coffee after he took a drink.
What people consider expensive coffee is relative. My brother goes to the bakery and pays .90 for a tiny cup. It is horrible coffee. It is a Mr. Coffee machine and I bet they use the water right out of the faucet. Big YUCK! Many people that have lived here forever are used to the terrible water. Because I moved away, I recognize that yellow water is not going to be good. I had such delicious water for years. It is rare I drink water out of the faucet. I have paid the outrageous price of coffee at Starbucks. I never understood how people could pay so much for coffee until I had my first cup. Cupadelicious!! I love fancy coffee drinks. If I thought it would be worth it, I would invest in fancy coffee machines for my shop.
Back to the elderly man. He sat down and chatted for a bit. He lived in Cicero. Over time most of his family came and settled in our little town. Not sure how it started. His mother is going to be 95. She is in the nursing home here. He has a sister in town, a daughter, and a niece. He lives in an apartment. He was telling all about snotty neighbors. People that do not take care of their pets. He talked about many subjects in a short time. My impression is that he does not have many people to talk to.
I enjoy having people stop by the shop to chat. It is interesting to have conversations with strangers. In my conversation with him, I did not have to say much. Just listen. I enjoyed that too. Wish I had more travelers coming through. Those are my favorite people to meet. I enjoy hearing about their journey. Remember when we were taught not to talk to strangers? Sometimes strangers are the most interesting!!!
This morning an elderly man came in. He was waiting for a friend who had their dog at the vet. He bought a coffee. Complained about the cost. I guess if you compare it to some places it is more expensive. I am charging for a good cup of coffee. I have a reverse osmosis water system to purify the water. I have a commercial grade coffee machine. I have three flavors of syrup that people can put in their coffee. He was excited about that. He did say it was a good cup of coffee after he took a drink.
What people consider expensive coffee is relative. My brother goes to the bakery and pays .90 for a tiny cup. It is horrible coffee. It is a Mr. Coffee machine and I bet they use the water right out of the faucet. Big YUCK! Many people that have lived here forever are used to the terrible water. Because I moved away, I recognize that yellow water is not going to be good. I had such delicious water for years. It is rare I drink water out of the faucet. I have paid the outrageous price of coffee at Starbucks. I never understood how people could pay so much for coffee until I had my first cup. Cupadelicious!! I love fancy coffee drinks. If I thought it would be worth it, I would invest in fancy coffee machines for my shop.
Back to the elderly man. He sat down and chatted for a bit. He lived in Cicero. Over time most of his family came and settled in our little town. Not sure how it started. His mother is going to be 95. She is in the nursing home here. He has a sister in town, a daughter, and a niece. He lives in an apartment. He was telling all about snotty neighbors. People that do not take care of their pets. He talked about many subjects in a short time. My impression is that he does not have many people to talk to.
I enjoy having people stop by the shop to chat. It is interesting to have conversations with strangers. In my conversation with him, I did not have to say much. Just listen. I enjoyed that too. Wish I had more travelers coming through. Those are my favorite people to meet. I enjoy hearing about their journey. Remember when we were taught not to talk to strangers? Sometimes strangers are the most interesting!!!
Friday, October 4, 2013
Shop Lifter
The little thieves have yoga class right next door. The one on the left runs in during the middle of yoga. We need water. She opens the refrigerator and says, just one. So.....she takes two bottles and turns to head out the door. I say, do you have money to pay. She said, Grammy it is your store, we don't have to pay. Here is the funny part. During the yoga class, her mother says, I forgot to get your water. Mom goes to the refrigerator to get water, Coco is already out the door to take them from me. Guess I should be happy she did not take water for the entire class.
This morning they came to visit again. I watched the dog while they walked to the bakery. They come back. Coco has finished her donut and is drinking her milk. I say, how was the bakery. She says we never went to the bakery. Trying to cover so I don't shut her down from entering my shop. Don't worry she managed to get some candy before she left. Her Mom did leave a few dollars. Once again I asked Coco for money. She said, you are Grammy. I don't give you money. At least the jelly bean bandit pays.
Going to be hard to make money at this shop. Maybe I should have gone with something like a spice shop.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
What Rain Means
It is raining today. Off and on, rain. What does this mean to my shop? If you were at home, would you leave home in the rain to buy candy? What kind of candy emergency would send you out into the rain? Even if the candy were a gift to a friend, you would keep waiting for the rain to stop. If you had to go to work and were going to be out anyway, you still would not stop. Why add an extra stop to increase the frizz on your head. If you did not have to work, you would take a nap in your recliner and hope the rain stops later.
That said, the rain is making me want to nap. I wish I had a recliner in my backroom. (I know, there is not enough room for candy let alone a recliner.) If there was a recliner in my backroom, I would be napping in it right now. Seriously, napping. Remember there is a bell on my door. It would probably wake me. I would come out with drool on my face and a look of, "you just woke me from a nap." Coffee is not helping. I have dozed off a couple of times in a very hard chair. I have considered laying on the floor behind the counter to nap. If people come in, I could pretend I was picking something up. Like myself off the floor!
I am reading a very, very funny book. Unfortunately, reading is making me want to doze off today. I just tried leaning on my hands looking at the computer screen. If someone came in, they would think I was intently reading about how to get people into my store when it rains. They would never guess behind the screen, I am sleeping.
There is the booth. The high back faces the door. I could nap and hope the door opening wakes me up. The seat is very hard but I am very tired. I am putting that at the top of my list. Would it look odd if I bring a blankie and pillow to my shop?
I should just close the shop. Put a sign on the door, Went To Take A Nap. People would understand. Doubt it would look unprofessional. People would cheer that I was being spontaneous. Living the life. Finding ways to destroy my business. OK, that is probably not a good idea.
I really think leaning over my keyboard, hands on cheekbones, reading something very interesting is the way to go. Well, I better get to work. Lots of things to do today. Really, not going to nap at all. Busy, busy. Probably going to dust. Not nap at all.
That said, the rain is making me want to nap. I wish I had a recliner in my backroom. (I know, there is not enough room for candy let alone a recliner.) If there was a recliner in my backroom, I would be napping in it right now. Seriously, napping. Remember there is a bell on my door. It would probably wake me. I would come out with drool on my face and a look of, "you just woke me from a nap." Coffee is not helping. I have dozed off a couple of times in a very hard chair. I have considered laying on the floor behind the counter to nap. If people come in, I could pretend I was picking something up. Like myself off the floor!
I am reading a very, very funny book. Unfortunately, reading is making me want to doze off today. I just tried leaning on my hands looking at the computer screen. If someone came in, they would think I was intently reading about how to get people into my store when it rains. They would never guess behind the screen, I am sleeping.
There is the booth. The high back faces the door. I could nap and hope the door opening wakes me up. The seat is very hard but I am very tired. I am putting that at the top of my list. Would it look odd if I bring a blankie and pillow to my shop?
I should just close the shop. Put a sign on the door, Went To Take A Nap. People would understand. Doubt it would look unprofessional. People would cheer that I was being spontaneous. Living the life. Finding ways to destroy my business. OK, that is probably not a good idea.
I really think leaning over my keyboard, hands on cheekbones, reading something very interesting is the way to go. Well, I better get to work. Lots of things to do today. Really, not going to nap at all. Busy, busy. Probably going to dust. Not nap at all.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Today
This is what I had to do this morning. Pay bills. No fun. It is done. I received a shipment of some toys. Stocking up for........., not going to say it. Too early. I am stocking up for Fall.
While I paid my bills, I looked out the window at this view. So beautiful. Tops of the trees are starting to change color. Yesterday I pulled my petunias. Planted mums. I hated to pull the petunias. They were so beautiful all summer. Sigh......
I am attending an open house party on October 20th. I will be setting up a couple of tables. Selling candy, some gift items, making Halloween gift bags. Should be fun. Hoping it is successful. It is in a town not too far away from here. Hope I get some good exposure. Meet new people. Should be fun. Something new to try. The lady came in that is hosting it today. She gave me details. I am excited to see how it works for me. If it is worth it, I will go to two more. I think it will be worth it.
Now back to work. The last two days I have remembered to pack a lunch. Only takes a few minutes. Makes me feel better all day! I need to do it regularly.
In case you were wondering, I did have one of my best Mondays the other day. Still going to start closing on Monday. New a day off. At least until the holidays.
Now back to work. The last two days I have remembered to pack a lunch. Only takes a few minutes. Makes me feel better all day! I need to do it regularly.
In case you were wondering, I did have one of my best Mondays the other day. Still going to start closing on Monday. New a day off. At least until the holidays.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Closed Mondays
I made the decision that I am going to start closing on Monday. Many businesses are closed on Monday downtown. It gives me one full day away from the sweet shop. A day to make appointments and run errands.
As soon as I make the decision, post it on my page, you know I will have my all time best Monday. I have already had a few customers. I have been open half days on Monday. It is a good time to do book work. Do some banking. That said, I can just as easily do it from home and have a day off.
Tomorrow I am having my first special at Coco's. I ordered too much fudge for the fall festival. Need to get it sold. Having a buy a pound of fudge, get $2.00 off special. Hope it brings in some sales.
I have great friends. I have received a few good marketing ideas from my friends. It is nice to have friends that care and will send suggestions to help my business. It is also fun knowing that I have the final say in what decisions are made in my shop. It is great to run my own business and terrifying at the same time. All blame lies on my shoulders if things do not work. (Like closing on Monday.)
I had a banner made to hang during the festival and for a time after to draw additional business to the sweet shop. I think it was pulling some people from the train station. Banners really stand out. Unfortunately, banners are also susceptible to bad winds. The banner did not blow away. It did blow back onto the flat part of the roof where it cannot be seen. Hope it is not completely torn to pieces.
Looking forward to a relaxing afternoon. It is a beautiful fall day. Hope you all can enjoy some outdoor time today too.
As soon as I make the decision, post it on my page, you know I will have my all time best Monday. I have already had a few customers. I have been open half days on Monday. It is a good time to do book work. Do some banking. That said, I can just as easily do it from home and have a day off.
Tomorrow I am having my first special at Coco's. I ordered too much fudge for the fall festival. Need to get it sold. Having a buy a pound of fudge, get $2.00 off special. Hope it brings in some sales.
I have great friends. I have received a few good marketing ideas from my friends. It is nice to have friends that care and will send suggestions to help my business. It is also fun knowing that I have the final say in what decisions are made in my shop. It is great to run my own business and terrifying at the same time. All blame lies on my shoulders if things do not work. (Like closing on Monday.)
I had a banner made to hang during the festival and for a time after to draw additional business to the sweet shop. I think it was pulling some people from the train station. Banners really stand out. Unfortunately, banners are also susceptible to bad winds. The banner did not blow away. It did blow back onto the flat part of the roof where it cannot be seen. Hope it is not completely torn to pieces.
Looking forward to a relaxing afternoon. It is a beautiful fall day. Hope you all can enjoy some outdoor time today too.
Friday, September 27, 2013
Kind Of Like The Cookie Monster
I know I have mentioned my super adorable great niece. Here is what I am talking about. Her Grandma brought her in for a visit today. First, she came in wearing a Coco t-shirt. You know that wins her some big points. She knows my name. She loves my shop. In this picture she is on her way to the jelly bean case. She sure knows where it is.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
The Boys
I have about four groups of boys that come into my shop on a regular basis. One group comes in almost every single day. Sure hope they are not using lunch money for candy. There is a group of two boys that come in whenever they get the chance. They like to get their candy and sit for a chat. Very nice boys. They started coming in during the summer.
Yesterday one of the boys came in the door. He had a huge smile on his face. He said, "I brought my family today." He had his Mom, little sister, big sister, and niece. He was so excited to show his family the store. I told his Mom I might have seen her son in the shop a time or two. I called him by name. She said, I'm sure he is here quite a bit." I told her what a nice boy she has. I think it is important to let parents know when their kids are using manners outside their home. We all liked to be reminded that we have good children. She introduced herself and we chatted. Her son showed her his favorite candy. She was a little concerned when saw the $10.00 a pound. I explained he gets one or two strings of rock candy. That will run around $1.00. The entire family bought some candy. They all left with smiles.
Young kids like it that I remember them when they come in. I think it makes them feel like they belong here. Which, they do belong. Not a day goes by that I do not get a chance to see how many great kids live in my small town. Nice feeling.
I am going to need to consider making a frequent shopper card. The kids would love having one.
Yesterday one of the boys came in the door. He had a huge smile on his face. He said, "I brought my family today." He had his Mom, little sister, big sister, and niece. He was so excited to show his family the store. I told his Mom I might have seen her son in the shop a time or two. I called him by name. She said, I'm sure he is here quite a bit." I told her what a nice boy she has. I think it is important to let parents know when their kids are using manners outside their home. We all liked to be reminded that we have good children. She introduced herself and we chatted. Her son showed her his favorite candy. She was a little concerned when saw the $10.00 a pound. I explained he gets one or two strings of rock candy. That will run around $1.00. The entire family bought some candy. They all left with smiles.
Young kids like it that I remember them when they come in. I think it makes them feel like they belong here. Which, they do belong. Not a day goes by that I do not get a chance to see how many great kids live in my small town. Nice feeling.
I am going to need to consider making a frequent shopper card. The kids would love having one.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Positive News Update
A while back I bought candy in the high school and grade school colors. Hope to get some team spirit going. I ordered some suckers that say, Go Trojans! Homecoming 2013. Suckers are in school color too. Today a lady came in looking for a bouquet for her son to give a girl to ask her to homecoming. She bought a bag of the candy with a sucker tied on it.
I hope that is a shot in the arm that the sweet shop needs. Want to get some high school kids in here. One sucker in a small school can be talked about all over town in no time!!! Hope there is a rush on suckers.
Feeling Better!
I hope that is a shot in the arm that the sweet shop needs. Want to get some high school kids in here. One sucker in a small school can be talked about all over town in no time!!! Hope there is a rush on suckers.
Feeling Better!
Coming Down Hard
I am coming down hard off my festival high. Bam! Hitting bottom is hard stuff. Ringing up the register is very addicting. Everyone complimenting me on the cuteness of my shop. Counting money! That was fantastic. When I hit bottom yesterday it was like, this is crazy. I should just cut my losses and run now. Going from hundreds of people through the door to a few. Super difficult. I over bought for the festival. That is not a horrible thing. All the stuff can still be used. For a few weeks I will not need to order anything. Well, maybe a few Halloween things.
No matter how positive I try to stay, I can easily be brought back to reality. Retail shops do not make it in my little town. If they did, there would be more. Trying to get back to the frame of mind that I need to wait and see what happens in the next few months.
On a positive note I will talk about an interesting group that came into the shop this morning. It was a special needs class. Maybe five students. They each had $2.00 to spend. With help they picked their own items. Gave me the money, took the receipt, and received change. While they were doing it, teachers helped when they were needed. They also left some chalk drawings. I really like that my shop is a teaching tool.
Day just got better, several adorable little girls were just in. My little great niece is one of the sweetest, most adorable little girls. I need to get her picture. She comes in and walks straight to the case for jelly beans. She picks the color. I had her one. She pays with a kiss. I made the mistake of naming some giant butterfly gummis after her sister. Now they all want candy named after them. What was I thinking! My grandkids were not jealous. They just want candy. They do not care what I call it. In their world, the entire shop belongs to them.
I think I will sit outside for a little sunshine and fresh air. Maybe do some reading. Should try that more often!! Not healthy to sit inside all the time.
No matter how positive I try to stay, I can easily be brought back to reality. Retail shops do not make it in my little town. If they did, there would be more. Trying to get back to the frame of mind that I need to wait and see what happens in the next few months.
On a positive note I will talk about an interesting group that came into the shop this morning. It was a special needs class. Maybe five students. They each had $2.00 to spend. With help they picked their own items. Gave me the money, took the receipt, and received change. While they were doing it, teachers helped when they were needed. They also left some chalk drawings. I really like that my shop is a teaching tool.
Day just got better, several adorable little girls were just in. My little great niece is one of the sweetest, most adorable little girls. I need to get her picture. She comes in and walks straight to the case for jelly beans. She picks the color. I had her one. She pays with a kiss. I made the mistake of naming some giant butterfly gummis after her sister. Now they all want candy named after them. What was I thinking! My grandkids were not jealous. They just want candy. They do not care what I call it. In their world, the entire shop belongs to them.
I think I will sit outside for a little sunshine and fresh air. Maybe do some reading. Should try that more often!! Not healthy to sit inside all the time.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Super Exhausted!!
The festival is over. About 4:00 yesterday I became ova the festival. Exhausted. Super exhausted. In bed at 9:00 last night. May not get out of my jammies today. I made the executive decision to close today. Take a, I need to rest, Holiday.
It was an amazing few days. I wish I would have taken pictures. Pictures of my wonderful friends working at the shop. Just using an entire day to help a friend out. Blessed, I sure am. Three friends worked their fingers to the bones. Not enough ways to say thank you to these fantastic friends. It is not just that they are willing to help that I love. They are willing to help because they love my little shop and want it to succeed. They are my cheerleaders. Love, love these wonderful women. I cannot say thank you enough.
Friday my friend came and helped me with set up. She helped make my shop shine. She has great ideas. She is good with flair. Blessed to have her in my corner. She drove back on Sunday to help work in the shop. Gave up most of her week-end to help me. Does not surprise me. She has been that kind of friend for years and years.
The Old Lady came early on Saturday and stayed late. It was an exhausting day. After putting in a long day, she had a long drive home. She has already offered to help any time I need her. I know she had a great time. She loves meeting new people. She met many new people. It was a crazy day. Glad to have her by my side.
Had a forever friend help on Saturday for a few hours too. She and her sister love to hang out in the store on Saturdays. This week they were put to work. It was a good time.
Saturday morning was the Kiddie Parade. It was more chaotic than I thought it would be. Might need more people to keep the kids organized next year. I was able to get all the kids lined up and the parade started on time. It was adorable. The parents did a fantastic job coming up with cute ideas. The parade was a big hit. I'll add a few pictures. My little cheerleaders were amazing. Mickey & Minne were a big hit. It was two of Coach's nephews that put on the costumes and made kids extremely happy.
Met some very interesting people. Interesting moment when I met a lady from Easy Rider's hometown. She reads this blog. Always surprises me to find out there really are people reading what I write. Thanks for visiting Coco's Sweet Shop. Great to meet you.
Here are a few pictures from the parade. My girls were pompom girls. Very adorable.
This is my favorite picture. These girls took their jobs very seriously. All the kids did.
Here are a few of the participants. There was a band, bikes, characters, power vehicles. Too much fun.
It was a good sized parade. I am proud of my involvement. Huge success.
Very tired today. Spent the morning relaxing with my puppy on my lap. Now I am going to pick up the little girls. We are going to enjoy this beautiful day.
Next I need to plan some Halloween activities for Coco's.
It was an amazing few days. I wish I would have taken pictures. Pictures of my wonderful friends working at the shop. Just using an entire day to help a friend out. Blessed, I sure am. Three friends worked their fingers to the bones. Not enough ways to say thank you to these fantastic friends. It is not just that they are willing to help that I love. They are willing to help because they love my little shop and want it to succeed. They are my cheerleaders. Love, love these wonderful women. I cannot say thank you enough.
Friday my friend came and helped me with set up. She helped make my shop shine. She has great ideas. She is good with flair. Blessed to have her in my corner. She drove back on Sunday to help work in the shop. Gave up most of her week-end to help me. Does not surprise me. She has been that kind of friend for years and years.
The Old Lady came early on Saturday and stayed late. It was an exhausting day. After putting in a long day, she had a long drive home. She has already offered to help any time I need her. I know she had a great time. She loves meeting new people. She met many new people. It was a crazy day. Glad to have her by my side.
Had a forever friend help on Saturday for a few hours too. She and her sister love to hang out in the store on Saturdays. This week they were put to work. It was a good time.
Saturday morning was the Kiddie Parade. It was more chaotic than I thought it would be. Might need more people to keep the kids organized next year. I was able to get all the kids lined up and the parade started on time. It was adorable. The parents did a fantastic job coming up with cute ideas. The parade was a big hit. I'll add a few pictures. My little cheerleaders were amazing. Mickey & Minne were a big hit. It was two of Coach's nephews that put on the costumes and made kids extremely happy.
Met some very interesting people. Interesting moment when I met a lady from Easy Rider's hometown. She reads this blog. Always surprises me to find out there really are people reading what I write. Thanks for visiting Coco's Sweet Shop. Great to meet you.
Here are a few pictures from the parade. My girls were pompom girls. Very adorable.
This is my favorite picture. These girls took their jobs very seriously. All the kids did.
Next I need to plan some Halloween activities for Coco's.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Happy Harvest Days!!
Tens kinds of fudge for a total of 90 lbs.
Seven cases of water
More than 10 cases of soda
110 lbs of good chocolate candy
20 lbs of candy corn
More than 20 lbs of Salt Water Taffy
Hundreds, (many hundreds) of dollars of gift items
Awesome t-shirts
Friends coming from near and far to work at the shop
Banner for the kiddie parade
Over 40 children signed up for the kiddie parade
HUGE Minnie & Mickey heads for the costumes (need to store those)
Gummi - worms, butterflies (small & large), bears, cupcakes, pumpkins
Rock Candy in green, red, purple and yellow
Roof Banner
Parade Banner
check, check, and double and triple checked.....
Porta potties everywhere the eye can see (good, please keep your urine outside the shop)
Carnival Up and Ready to Go
Happy Harvest Days To All!! Remember the true spirit of the holiday - drink too much, eat too much, spend too much, and most of all; have so much fun you cannot wait until it is over and we start planning for next year.
Seven cases of water
More than 10 cases of soda
110 lbs of good chocolate candy
20 lbs of candy corn
More than 20 lbs of Salt Water Taffy
Hundreds, (many hundreds) of dollars of gift items
Awesome t-shirts
Friends coming from near and far to work at the shop
Banner for the kiddie parade
Over 40 children signed up for the kiddie parade
HUGE Minnie & Mickey heads for the costumes (need to store those)
Gummi - worms, butterflies (small & large), bears, cupcakes, pumpkins
Rock Candy in green, red, purple and yellow
Roof Banner
Parade Banner
check, check, and double and triple checked.....
Porta potties everywhere the eye can see (good, please keep your urine outside the shop)
Carnival Up and Ready to Go
Happy Harvest Days To All!! Remember the true spirit of the holiday - drink too much, eat too much, spend too much, and most of all; have so much fun you cannot wait until it is over and we start planning for next year.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Happy Tuesday To Me
No matter what else happens today, it is a great day. First, my t-shirts arrived. They are for people that are working this week-end, for family, and I have a few to sell. They are exactly what I imagined! My t-shirt lady is amazing!!! They are such happy shirts.
My favorite mail carrier had a HUGE box for me this morning. Yeppers, my costumes came. Kiddie parade is saved. The heads are huge. Very cute. Sigh of relief. I was still looking for two people to carry the parade banner. A Mom came in this morning and offered up two junior high girls. I can call it a day right now and have a "Best Day Ever" moment. But, I will not. It is still a work day. I have many things to do to prepare for week-end.
Big SIGH of relief........
Monday, September 16, 2013
The Carnival Is In Town
This is the start of a wild and crazy week in our little town. When I lived out of town I loved coming back for the festival. It is a great time. Since moving back to my village it is not quite the same feeling. It gets a bit crazy and exhausting. Owning a business is going to give exhausted a new meaning.
The carnival arrived last night. Is it weird that I am disappointed none of the Carnies have come in for coffee? Little bit! I'm hoping for a big week. Carnies drink coffee too. Plus I would probably get some great blogging material. You know they have great stories. They are set up on the other side of the train tracks. They must not have discovered my shop.
The festival starts on Thursday evening. That is bracelet night for the locals to go to the carnival. Thursday morning our school does Grandparents breakfast. Not going to lie, it is a big hassle for about 15 minutes of time with the kids. It used to be held on Friday. We were able to spend time in the classrooms. Not sure why it changed.
My plan is to stay open late on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night. I probably will not get busy until Saturday. I sure would not turn people away if they show up earlier. I need a big week-end. All of my candy orders came in. Today I have to go out of town to pick up my Sam's order. I am still waiting on a few orders. Three orders of gift items. A very important order of Mickey & Minnie costumes. That is not looking good. Very nervous! Freaking out already!!!! Looking for a back-up plan. Maybe there will be two ghosts in the parade. I can cut holes in sheets.
This is what I am missing for the kiddie parade. Two people to carry the parade banner. Mickey & Minnie costumes. Those are major items. It will all work out some how, some way.... Worse case scenario, The Kid will be forced to find a friend and carry the banner. Things will work out one way or another.
I am closing my shop Monday and Tuesday next week. Need time to regroup. I hope to be completely out of everything!! Will need time to get some orders in. I am very excited to see how things go in the next 6 days. Could be a wild ride.
Happy Monday!
The carnival arrived last night. Is it weird that I am disappointed none of the Carnies have come in for coffee? Little bit! I'm hoping for a big week. Carnies drink coffee too. Plus I would probably get some great blogging material. You know they have great stories. They are set up on the other side of the train tracks. They must not have discovered my shop.
The festival starts on Thursday evening. That is bracelet night for the locals to go to the carnival. Thursday morning our school does Grandparents breakfast. Not going to lie, it is a big hassle for about 15 minutes of time with the kids. It used to be held on Friday. We were able to spend time in the classrooms. Not sure why it changed.
My plan is to stay open late on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night. I probably will not get busy until Saturday. I sure would not turn people away if they show up earlier. I need a big week-end. All of my candy orders came in. Today I have to go out of town to pick up my Sam's order. I am still waiting on a few orders. Three orders of gift items. A very important order of Mickey & Minnie costumes. That is not looking good. Very nervous! Freaking out already!!!! Looking for a back-up plan. Maybe there will be two ghosts in the parade. I can cut holes in sheets.
This is what I am missing for the kiddie parade. Two people to carry the parade banner. Mickey & Minnie costumes. Those are major items. It will all work out some how, some way.... Worse case scenario, The Kid will be forced to find a friend and carry the banner. Things will work out one way or another.
I am closing my shop Monday and Tuesday next week. Need time to regroup. I hope to be completely out of everything!! Will need time to get some orders in. I am very excited to see how things go in the next 6 days. Could be a wild ride.
Happy Monday!
Friday, September 13, 2013
The Journey
Today a couple traveling through by motorcycle stopped at Coco's for some coffee. They were a retired couple from Minnesota. They went up to Ontario, over to New York, down the East Coast. Making their way back home via Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois. Today is their 14th day of the trip. I asked what route they are on. They said they do not even know. They set their GPS to their destination for the day and just drive. No interstates are used. Sounds great, except the motorcycle part.
They complimented me on the shop. Asked how long I had been open. I told them the story. A shortened version of the story. They loved it. They are city people. They were surprised that there are not retail stores in our little town. We had a nice visit.
After they left I put together the similarities of our situations. They are on a physical journey. I am on a journey too. I took a detour from my original destination. I am sure they do the same thing. If they see something they want to look at, they stop and spend time. I told them about a few sights to see in town. They were going to check them out.
Once again I was hit with the saying I have heard and read many times, Life is About The Journey, Not The Destination. I finally get it!
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Coco's Sweet Kiddie Parade
At this point I have not had to do very much to make this happen. Give info to the paper to get out to people. Ask a clown to lead the parade. Type up registration forms, type up information sheets for the school. Talk about it, talk about it, talk about it. None of it has been too time consuming. It just falls at a time that I am busy trying to get the store ready for the festival too.
In a little town it is all about word of mouth. One person says something and the next thing I know there is a children's band for the parade. A "pretend" band. Complete with baton twirlers, pom pom girls, a child's police car to lead the parade. Going to be so much fun.
I was in a conversation with someone on Facebook. She mentioned I need a banner. Next thing I know her friend, that grew up in Dwight, is making me a banner for free. The picture above is the first draft. She is going to make a few changes I requested. I hope this banner is used for many, many years. I hope it wears out from over use!!
Living in a small town is all about giving back. We need to take ownership in order to improve for the future. I am blessed to be able to organize something that is happening on one of the biggest days of the year in our village. My grandson used to consider it a holiday. Seriously! I am sure this will not be the last post about the coming festival.......
I love my town!!
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Tuesday In The Shop
Today has been a very productive day. I figured how much sales tax I owed and paid my taxes on line. Because I know how to do it. Yeah, me! I wrote down my hours for Harvest Days. Pray I can survive it. There are many open hours from Thursday-Sunday. Any friend wanting to volunteer to help at the shop Saturday or Sunday let me know. It is going to get crazy up in here! I hope crazy fun! I put in my last order for cute things to sell before Harvest Days. Cutesy magnets.
I received a phone call from a lady that sells Mary Kay products. She holds open houses in October, November, and December. Normally, she has a large candy store in Joliet come to her house and sell seasonal items. She heard about Coco's and asked me to do it this year. That is awesome. She lives in a town about 10ish miles from here. She gets 30-50 people at each open house. Great exposure for Coco's. Now I need to figure what items to take. How to cute them up for sale. I am excited for any opportunity I get. It is free publicity and easy sales. I never imagined I would be doing home parties. I love the idea! That opens up another avenue for me. This is why I should not let slow days get me down. But, rainy days and Mondays, always get me down. Sorry, could not help that.
I am open a little late tonight and tomorrow. The Yoga Studio next to me has children classes. Tonight Hip Hop, Thursday night Yoga. Some of the parents bring their little children in after class. That works for me.
What a journey I am on. So much to learn. So many people to enjoy. There is stress but it is my stress. So much of what I do is within my own power. There are days I am sitting at a table in Coco's and I really cannot believe I opened a sweet shop. How did that happen? There are also days I cannot believe how arrogant I was to start a sweet shop.
It is interesting the ways I learn new things. Sometimes it is on my own, reading things or researching ideas. Sometimes ideas are dumped in my lap and I take it and run. People come in and make suggestions. People send me notes.
I know I do not have a handle on holiday ordering yet. Some of that might take me a year to learn the schedule. Might not be on top of Halloween this year. Giving it my best shot. Should already have candy corn and I do not. It was already back ordered. Ugh! I assume I will get better at all of this. Huge learning curve.
Let me know if you want to experience Coco's first Harvest Days. Old Lady will be here. She is running the outside operation. She will have a great time people watching. That is why she is going to be outside.
I'm hungry. Maybe I should listen to my brother and sell hot dogs just so I have something around for lunch! Or maybe not.
I received a phone call from a lady that sells Mary Kay products. She holds open houses in October, November, and December. Normally, she has a large candy store in Joliet come to her house and sell seasonal items. She heard about Coco's and asked me to do it this year. That is awesome. She lives in a town about 10ish miles from here. She gets 30-50 people at each open house. Great exposure for Coco's. Now I need to figure what items to take. How to cute them up for sale. I am excited for any opportunity I get. It is free publicity and easy sales. I never imagined I would be doing home parties. I love the idea! That opens up another avenue for me. This is why I should not let slow days get me down. But, rainy days and Mondays, always get me down. Sorry, could not help that.
I am open a little late tonight and tomorrow. The Yoga Studio next to me has children classes. Tonight Hip Hop, Thursday night Yoga. Some of the parents bring their little children in after class. That works for me.
What a journey I am on. So much to learn. So many people to enjoy. There is stress but it is my stress. So much of what I do is within my own power. There are days I am sitting at a table in Coco's and I really cannot believe I opened a sweet shop. How did that happen? There are also days I cannot believe how arrogant I was to start a sweet shop.
It is interesting the ways I learn new things. Sometimes it is on my own, reading things or researching ideas. Sometimes ideas are dumped in my lap and I take it and run. People come in and make suggestions. People send me notes.
I know I do not have a handle on holiday ordering yet. Some of that might take me a year to learn the schedule. Might not be on top of Halloween this year. Giving it my best shot. Should already have candy corn and I do not. It was already back ordered. Ugh! I assume I will get better at all of this. Huge learning curve.
Let me know if you want to experience Coco's first Harvest Days. Old Lady will be here. She is running the outside operation. She will have a great time people watching. That is why she is going to be outside.
I'm hungry. Maybe I should listen to my brother and sell hot dogs just so I have something around for lunch! Or maybe not.
Monday, September 9, 2013
The Monday Blues
Monday's are rough. Many businesses are closed downtown on Monday. People are not used to shopping on Monday. That makes Monday a long day for me. I am usually open 8-2. Good time for me to get things done. Place orders, pay bills, all the fun stuff. There are usually just a few people in. I made the decision last week to start closing at 1:00. Does not make sense to stay open later. Gives me time to get home and relax. Yesterday, on my day off, I worked 5 hours. Cleaning up and reorganizing the back room.
It is almost time to close. There have been two sets of people into the store. Only one made a purchase. Panic starts to set in. I think, I better stop ordering things. When I go out of business I do not want to have so much to pay off. (This could be attributed to several negative people in my life.) I try to take a deep breath and relax. Remind myself that I am not going to get rich or go broke in one day. Even a slow week. This is going to take a longer commitment. I need to keep moving forward. Listen to ideas. Think of ways to draw people into the store.
Harvest Days is only 11 days away. I have high hopes for a crazy, busy week-end. Hoping to make enough to feel very hopeful going into Halloween and Christmas.
Happy Thoughts, going to go to my Happy, Happy Place!!
Friday, September 6, 2013
Gotcha
A lady came in today looking and said she was looking for a bouquet. I asked her if it was for a special occasion. She said yes. It is her Gotcha Day. I heard the expression but could not recall what it was. Gotcha Day is the day a person receives their adopted child. That is awesome. She has a boy and a girl. She brought them home on the same day. Both are from the Ukraine. They were like 4 and 7 when she brought them home. They were not blood siblings.
She likes to get them something in the colors of their home country. That is blue and yellow. We settled on salt water taffy. Both of the kids are older now. I put them in a cute gift bag and put blue curled ribbon on the bag. It looked adorable. I was proud of myself. Who said I am not crafty? I'm looking at you Tru Stories.
We were chatting. She showed me pictures of then and now. They are really good looking kids. They look so much alike. I feel like Paul Harvey at this point. The big ending. Her daughter is pregnant. Her due date is, TODAY. Gotcha Day. She probably is not going to have the baby today. At least nothing has happened yet. I might never see the lady again. I guess if I'm writing the story I can change the ending. Here is how I want it to end:
As I was ringing up her order, she received a phone call from her daughter. She was on her way to the hospital. Her water broke and she was having major contractions. The lady grabbed her change and ran out the door. Gotcha!
Another day, another great story!
She likes to get them something in the colors of their home country. That is blue and yellow. We settled on salt water taffy. Both of the kids are older now. I put them in a cute gift bag and put blue curled ribbon on the bag. It looked adorable. I was proud of myself. Who said I am not crafty? I'm looking at you Tru Stories.
We were chatting. She showed me pictures of then and now. They are really good looking kids. They look so much alike. I feel like Paul Harvey at this point. The big ending. Her daughter is pregnant. Her due date is, TODAY. Gotcha Day. She probably is not going to have the baby today. At least nothing has happened yet. I might never see the lady again. I guess if I'm writing the story I can change the ending. Here is how I want it to end:
As I was ringing up her order, she received a phone call from her daughter. She was on her way to the hospital. Her water broke and she was having major contractions. The lady grabbed her change and ran out the door. Gotcha!
Another day, another great story!
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Greatest Day Ever
It is only 9:40 and I have already had a fantastic day. Seriously! No matter what else happens my day was great. About 8:30 this guy walks in. He wants coffee. Immediately, we hit it off. Within the first few minutes of our conversation he mentions he was at the Ellen show for her 12 Days of Christmas. Done! At that moment we are bonded. I, of course, get to share my Oprah story. Patrick was at the Oprah show 6 times. He also attended the Rosie show when she tried to launch a show with OWN. We even discussed the fact that Rosie was so self destructive but we loved her.
Patrick has the greatest enthusiasm. He bubbles with it. We even high fived and hugged when he left.
His husband is a farmer. I was blown away. Hard to imagine someone growing up on a farm having to come out to their family and community. Must have been very difficult. In our conversation he made me laugh so hard. He brought tears to my eyes. Two of the gifts they received at The Ellen show were very expensive scooters for kids. One day they stood outside of Toys R Us. Saw a family with two kids. Gave them the scooters. Paying It Forward. Love it.
Patrick promised he will always stop in for coffee when he comes into Dwight for work.
Everyday I have the potential to meet interesting and amazing people. I am blessed.
Part II
Greatest Day Ever Continued -
Second person into the shop. We are chatting. It comes up that she owns the rural church outside of town. She lives in the rectory. Another great story. You know the saying that everyone has a story. I said, why did you buy a church. She said, my husband was crazy. She told the story of buying it. There is a ghost that was a Priest at the church. She said the first time her husband saw him he never would have believed it but their dog saw the ghost first and started barking and barking. They have seen him several times. Her husband passed away. She is alone in the rectory house. The church is empty. When they first bought the property they would have craft shows in the church. They gave tours of the church and grounds too. Now that she is alone, she does not do anything with it. Her daughters want her to move. They think it is too much for her to handle. She loves having all the property and not having neighbors.
I have a great job!
Patrick has the greatest enthusiasm. He bubbles with it. We even high fived and hugged when he left.
His husband is a farmer. I was blown away. Hard to imagine someone growing up on a farm having to come out to their family and community. Must have been very difficult. In our conversation he made me laugh so hard. He brought tears to my eyes. Two of the gifts they received at The Ellen show were very expensive scooters for kids. One day they stood outside of Toys R Us. Saw a family with two kids. Gave them the scooters. Paying It Forward. Love it.
Patrick promised he will always stop in for coffee when he comes into Dwight for work.
Everyday I have the potential to meet interesting and amazing people. I am blessed.
Part II
Greatest Day Ever Continued -
Second person into the shop. We are chatting. It comes up that she owns the rural church outside of town. She lives in the rectory. Another great story. You know the saying that everyone has a story. I said, why did you buy a church. She said, my husband was crazy. She told the story of buying it. There is a ghost that was a Priest at the church. She said the first time her husband saw him he never would have believed it but their dog saw the ghost first and started barking and barking. They have seen him several times. Her husband passed away. She is alone in the rectory house. The church is empty. When they first bought the property they would have craft shows in the church. They gave tours of the church and grounds too. Now that she is alone, she does not do anything with it. Her daughters want her to move. They think it is too much for her to handle. She loves having all the property and not having neighbors.
I have a great job!
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Ouch!
A little boy just came into my shop. I'm going to guess he is 8 or 9. He walks in and says, "Hi, I'm just wondering if anything is free here or not." Of course, I said no. It was painful not to give him something. The problem is, the word would get out that I give candy away. I'm too soft for some of this.
Note to self: Grow tougher skin.
Note to self: Grow tougher skin.
My Flag Is Flying
Remember that post about Flying Your Freak Flag? Yeah.........me too. Put my flag up today.
If you follow Pinterest or read hints on Facebook, you know what this is. It is a beautiful morning today. I want some fresh air. I have read many times, many places that putting change in a bag of water will keep flies out. Giving it a try.
If you follow Pinterest or read hints on Facebook, you know what this is. It is a beautiful morning today. I want some fresh air. I have read many times, many places that putting change in a bag of water will keep flies out. Giving it a try.
Not going to lie, I saw two flies come in while I was writing this. I also saw one fly leave. If you are keeping count flies are up by one.
Freak Flag Flying. Hope Coach runs over for a quick snack today. He will be on the phone to Tru Stories about her crazy Wicken Mother. Who is enjoying the fresh air this morning? I am!
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
The Gift?
I am sure that Arizona has wondered why I have not put a picture up and blogged about her shop warming gift to me. The reason is, I could not put it up myself. My door needs special screws and drill bit to put it up. That meant, Coach had to do it for me. Unfortunately, Tru Stories had a long list of things for Coach to do. On top of all the many things going on in their home on a daily basis. So I have waited patiently, (not super patiently) for the gift to be mounted on the door.
Arizona and I love to buy gifts for each other. It is not about how fancy the gift is. It is about how perfectly it fits into the other person's life. I know Arizona put quite a bit of thought into this gift. I had not even thought of looking for one. For Arizona this gift has bonus points. She knows I will think of her many times a day when it rings. I might not think nice thoughts during really busy times. She won't care. I bet she has a smile on her face right now knowing in a way, she is a part of my daily life. We are long distance friends that work hard at staying in each other's lives. After listening to the bell she might be inserting herself a bit too much into my day!
Ironically, the first person in my shop was deaf. She closed the door softly and it only rang once. Otherwise, she would have heard it. I might need to tone it down a bit. The next group in was someone that is a regular. He thought it was a bit loud. He suggested taking it down. He also shook the door laughing when he left. It did not ring when someone came in that shut the door softly.
Fun stuff at Coco's. Thanks, Arizona. Love you!
Update: My granddaughters and some of their cousins were just in the store. They are madly in love with the bell. Cannot get enough (that's enough of the bell, get out) of it. What a surprise they had when they opened the door and the bell rang. Fun stuff!!
Ironically, the first person in my shop was deaf. She closed the door softly and it only rang once. Otherwise, she would have heard it. I might need to tone it down a bit. The next group in was someone that is a regular. He thought it was a bit loud. He suggested taking it down. He also shook the door laughing when he left. It did not ring when someone came in that shut the door softly.
Fun stuff at Coco's. Thanks, Arizona. Love you!
Update: My granddaughters and some of their cousins were just in the store. They are madly in love with the bell. Cannot get enough (that's enough of the bell, get out) of it. What a surprise they had when they opened the door and the bell rang. Fun stuff!!
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Little of This, Little of That
This morning I had an interesting customer. It was an elderly man. He told me what a nice shop I have. He said our town really needs shops like this. He said, I sincerely hope your shop makes it. Me too, me too. He said his grandchildren are coming so he wanted to buy some sweets. He was looking around and saw malted milk balls. He said his wife loved malted milk balls and he never did. She has passed on. He told me a few stories about his wife and chocolate. It was nice that Coco's was to spark good memories for him. I enjoyed listening to his stories. In a strange way it felt like an honor. He had a walker. When he was leaving I asked him if I could carry his bag out for him. He said, yes. For the first time I realized that is the correct way to handle it. It put him in control. My steps are brick and concrete and very deep. Not safe with a walker. When he was going down the steps he said he was being extra cautious. I said, good. He chatted more before I gave him his bag. I think he will come back again. I hope so. Nice man.
I did some reading today. It was making me tired so I decided to get up and do some cleaning. It is not as bad as having to clean my house. I still feel so proud of what I have accomplished here. It shocks me once in a while that I dreamed it and made it happen. Today my dream is a little cleaner.
I spent quite a bit of time reading today. I am reading my book club read for August, The Aviator's Wife. It is about Charles Lindbergh's wife. I am only 34% into it. Love it already. Unfortunately, I am not going to be able to make the meeting. Insert sad face. I cannot find anyone to cover for me. My niece plays volleyball. Keeps her busy after school. If I could get someone to cover for me, I would have to attend The Kid's baseball game. I have not attended a game yet. Insert sad face here too.
Thinking about changing my hours around. The morning coffee thing is not happening. I think I can push back my opening until 9:00. That would be crazy. Have more time in the morning. I know it would make my adorable little Sassy happy. Saturdays I would still open at 8:00. More people are downtown on Saturday morning. Might be closing earlier too. I am going to start watching how late my customers stop in. Do some adjustment. After my niece finishes her sports, we will probably try being open late one night. I'm all about adjusting my hours to fit my business needs. The Paper came out today. I put an ad in this week. Mentioned my gift items. Put in my Sunday hours. Hope that helps.
I had a few high school kids in today after school. They are out early this week due to the heat. There were three of them. They looked around and decided to come back later with money. Two of them did. Nice kids. Polite. When they left they stopped wrote with sidewalk chalk. Two large messages. One says: Be Crazy, Be Beautiful, Be You. I like it. Nice message to send. The other says: Let Your Freak Flag Fly. Now I am all for people flying their freak flag. Just not sure that statement is adorable in front of a sweet shop. Wish it would rain so I do not have to be the one to wash it off. I could wash all of the chalk off. Like it is something I do on a regular basis to give others a chance to draw pictures. I have done that once. I really do not want to get rid of the chalk drawings. Some friends came by for a visit on Saturday. They drew some very artistic candy. Adorable!! For now, my Freak Flag will remain flying. Whatever that means.
I do miss having my friends to talk to during the day. Hope I do not become a crazy that has conversations with myself. Asks the questions, answers the questions. What that be letting my freak flag fly? If so, the freak flag flies at my house all the time. I may have talked out loud when I was killing flies today. The shop is quiet and the buzzing gets very annoying. I may have told a fly it did not stand a chance against me armed with a fly swatter. I pride myself on one swat per fly.
Here's to Letting Our Freak Flags Fly, whatever that means.......
I did some reading today. It was making me tired so I decided to get up and do some cleaning. It is not as bad as having to clean my house. I still feel so proud of what I have accomplished here. It shocks me once in a while that I dreamed it and made it happen. Today my dream is a little cleaner.
I spent quite a bit of time reading today. I am reading my book club read for August, The Aviator's Wife. It is about Charles Lindbergh's wife. I am only 34% into it. Love it already. Unfortunately, I am not going to be able to make the meeting. Insert sad face. I cannot find anyone to cover for me. My niece plays volleyball. Keeps her busy after school. If I could get someone to cover for me, I would have to attend The Kid's baseball game. I have not attended a game yet. Insert sad face here too.
Thinking about changing my hours around. The morning coffee thing is not happening. I think I can push back my opening until 9:00. That would be crazy. Have more time in the morning. I know it would make my adorable little Sassy happy. Saturdays I would still open at 8:00. More people are downtown on Saturday morning. Might be closing earlier too. I am going to start watching how late my customers stop in. Do some adjustment. After my niece finishes her sports, we will probably try being open late one night. I'm all about adjusting my hours to fit my business needs. The Paper came out today. I put an ad in this week. Mentioned my gift items. Put in my Sunday hours. Hope that helps.
I had a few high school kids in today after school. They are out early this week due to the heat. There were three of them. They looked around and decided to come back later with money. Two of them did. Nice kids. Polite. When they left they stopped wrote with sidewalk chalk. Two large messages. One says: Be Crazy, Be Beautiful, Be You. I like it. Nice message to send. The other says: Let Your Freak Flag Fly. Now I am all for people flying their freak flag. Just not sure that statement is adorable in front of a sweet shop. Wish it would rain so I do not have to be the one to wash it off. I could wash all of the chalk off. Like it is something I do on a regular basis to give others a chance to draw pictures. I have done that once. I really do not want to get rid of the chalk drawings. Some friends came by for a visit on Saturday. They drew some very artistic candy. Adorable!! For now, my Freak Flag will remain flying. Whatever that means.
I do miss having my friends to talk to during the day. Hope I do not become a crazy that has conversations with myself. Asks the questions, answers the questions. What that be letting my freak flag fly? If so, the freak flag flies at my house all the time. I may have talked out loud when I was killing flies today. The shop is quiet and the buzzing gets very annoying. I may have told a fly it did not stand a chance against me armed with a fly swatter. I pride myself on one swat per fly.
Here's to Letting Our Freak Flags Fly, whatever that means.......
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