At 5:00 last night the postman knocked on my door and said, “are there really 70 there?” ?Yes. ?It would have been more, but I have a few deliveries and some people did deliveries for me. ?78 orders in all. ?396 individual boxes of candy. ?2299 truffles and 2510 caramels. ?I would give you the financial figures, but that requires some math and additional clicking of things and I just haven’t had enough coffee for that yet.
What worked: the awesome help of my volunteers, the use of St. Mark Lutheran’s kitchen, a well planned out strategy.
What didn’t work: a fewer number of helpers on boxing day. ?It wasn’t that it didn’t get done. ?It’s just that I was working until 9:00 that night putting on labels. ?I appreciate the help of the ladies I did have that day.
What I would do differently: not get an 8 week old puppy during chocolate season. ?Especially one that has a serious case of worms requiring me to stop what I’m doing and take her to the vet.
Don’t get my wrong. ?I luuurves me my dog. ?She is too damn cute not to love. ?If I had my choice I would not have gotten a dog at this particular time. ?However, she was the last one available, the breed of dog we wanted (only with some added Mastiff) and an all around awesome dog. ?She’s just well… Busy.
The update on her though is that she weighs in at a little over 19 pounds (the size of the boy when we brought him home from Russia). ?She is 9 1/2 weeks old. ?She is going to be one big girl. ?The trusty husband, the vet tech and the vet were taking bets on how big she’s going to get. ?Derek says 65 pounds. ?The rest of us are thinking well over 80. ?That’s ok. ?We love her no matter what.
Now that chocolate season is done I actually have less free time than when I did during chocolate season. ?I have all of the work that I put off during those two weeks to finish, cookies to make, Christmas shopping to finish, a few remaining presents need to be made and finish potty training said 9 1/2 week old puppy.