Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Fun at the Fair

A week or two back the kids went to the big Tunbridge Fair and it worked out beautifully for yours truly because I had to work and my savior, AM, agreed to take all the kids and spend an evening at the fair. Best of all, the kids had a blast. Thanks to AM, as always. I was slated to work that evening and asked her if she could take the kids for a few hours, and when she mentioned the fair, I thought the kids would have fun. They had an unlimited ride pass that evening, so it worked out beautifully. AM came by to pick them up and the plan was to eat supper over there. I was originally planning on making some entrees for supper, but since they were eating out, I was off the hook.

Later that evening the kids said they had fun, mainly because I think it was quite the scene. When they were smaller the fair was about seeing animals, eating junk food, and riding the rides. Now it's moved to another level of engagement, where it's all about being seen, being cool (or rather, being seen being cool), and of course, checking out the other teenagers. From what I was told, there was a significant contingent of kids from two the main middle/high schools, so the kids were not without a group of friends to connect with. I'm glad they went and that it's become a different social experience, because that's what being young is all about, right?

I got back from work in the evening and the kids actually arrived home later than mom and I, which I know was A-okay with them. They were raving about the time they had: the rides and food and friends and fun. You could tell they had a great time. I love when that happens.

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Redroom Studios for the pic.

The Service Life

I was looking for some additional hours to make some extra cash and I have to say, it's been fairly fruitful at the Inn. Thanks again to my Mentor for hooking me up, because it's been rather enjoyable. We work hard, no doubt, but the work is not too stressful and the people, for the most part, are cool. It seems like the people higher up are the nicest, and the lower you go on the totem pole, they aren't always so friendly. This could simply be my imagination.

Whatever be the case, there seems to be plenty of hours to work. In fact, I can't accommodate them completely, and feel sort of bad, mainly because they are really nice about it. They have asked me to work on several occasions that I couldn't make, but they were really understanding about it. Personally, I would have taken the shifts except that I have so many other obligations at home and with the farmer's market, which will thankfully end soon.

The work itself is fairly energizing though not too stressful. Again, the people higher up are very cool and they don't put a lot of pressure on me. They're also very understanding of my rookie status and take the time to show me the ropes. I really like all the people I've worked for, it's sort of like a family, and they take it very seriously. We've done several weddings and corporate work parties, and they can be quite the affairs. Tons of good food and plenty of libations to grease the social wheels. I'm definitely struck by how much people drink and how much food gets wasted, but that's the way of the world. I was reading that over 1/3 of the food we eat gets thrown out, which is crazy when you think about it.

All in all, I'm enjoying it, and as I said, I'd work more hours if I could. Fall is the busy season with foliage and fall, and I think things will calm down in the next month. I'm not sure how much work there will be come winter, but I'll take what I can get. Then again, I'll probably be busy with hockey, skiing, and all that good stuff.

Until then, thanks for reading, and thanks to Kevin Kidney for the pic.

Three is a Magic Number

Three. The magic number. That's how many markets we have left, and I for one am counting the days until the market ends. How did we get ourselves into this in the first place? This week was our best yet, but it sure was a long time coming. This market on the whole strikes me as a little slow, and I'm not alone in thinking this. Other vendors have at least alluded to it being slow, and these past few weeks should have been more lively with school back in session and all that good stuff. No question that the flow of traffic has increased, but not in any exceptional way.

I guess my point is that I question whether the market is really worth it. Sure, we make some money, but is it enough to warrant all the time and expense? Maybe, but I can't quite convincingly say that overwhelmed with affirmation. I'm looking forward to it being over. The next big question is, will we do it again next year? As of right now, I would say no thank you, but that's so far away, and I said the exact same thing last year. Go figure.

Until then, thanks for reading, and thanks to Shel for the pic.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

First Cold

It had to happen, though it came sooner than I expected. We're all, with the exception of maybe N, dealing with head colds, which is always a bummer, though I've found it hasn't really slowed us down. We're still playing UF and going riding and doing all that other good stuff, it's just that we've got scratchy throats and runny noses while we're doing it. Either the colds are mild enough to ignore it (sort of) and/or our immune systems are better equipped at handling it. Whatever be the case, it's a bummer but not a huge deal.

Maybe it's better to get it now, so early in the season, when it's still a bit warm. I know, however, that at some point in the winter, usually deep into hockey season, we're going to get slammed with something flu-like. It happens every year, so there's no reason to think that things will be different. Then again, we can always hope, right?

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Pierre for the pic.

Day of Fitness

There are days when I look back in wonder and ask myself, how exactly did I manage to do that? We had a busy day of activity this past weekend and I sure earned that extra piece of chocolate cake. It was a beautiful day, the kind that makes you realize how great it is to live up here, not that I needed any reminding, and at first I was going to do some poster boy work because some of the notices are a little behind schedule. However, as soon as I stepped outside and saw how nice it was I shifted gears and asked N if he wanted to go trail riding, which of course he was up for. We headed over to Ascutney trails and it was a perfect day for riding - cool, sunny, and breezy. We rode for a couple of hours and it was fun, albeit a workout. I was sucking air the whole time.

Afterward we came home and had lunch, and then mom mentioned that it would be a nice day to hike Mt. Tom, which of course it was. We hung out and relaxed, then I went and got picnic provisions and we set out for the summit. As you can imagine, weather that's perfect for a trail ride is also perfect for a hike, though again, I was sucking air going up. The kids took off way ahead of us and lead the way. At the top, we had a nice supper while watching the sun set over Killington, then we headed back down.

Since fall is in the air, the sun sets sooner, so we were walking in the dark at one point. Our trail guides were so far ahead of us that I had no idea where they were, though I'm sure they were waiting at the car laughing at us and rolling their eyes. Old people sure slow up things, don't they? We finally made it down after a couple of detours and sure enough, the kids were waiting and wondering where we'd been. Where do you think?

It was a fun day, filled with fun things though tiring for those of us who have stiff joints and aching limbs. I actually welcome the chance to get a good workout, especially when I'm not aware of how many calories I'm burning. As I get older I really appreciate being active, and never take it for granted.

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Sujay for the pic.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Soot Matters

I think it's a symbolic sign that fall and winter are on the way that I cleaned the chimney and the stove in preparation for the cold weather. Like all things in my life, I put it off all summer when I had ample time to do it, but then the weather started to cool of and it seemed as if we might be in need of some heat (false alarm). We were shivering in the house and I filled the wood and kindling boxes and was ready to roll except that the chimney needed sweeping. We had a stretch of cold and rainy days so I had to wait, but as soon as it warmed up, I assembled the chimney brush and went to work.

There was more soot up there than I thought, and I could feel the wind coming out of the access hole as the stuff came tumbling down the chimney. It makes you realize how much the stuff builds up. Now that it's done, I can rest easy in the knowledge that we are ready for winter, though you're never really ready, at least at first. Fire wood is stacked, kindling is chopped, and chimney is clean. Of course, now that it's warmed up, there's no need for it, but at least we're ready. That's good enough for now, isn't it?

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Marcin Lukaszewicz for the pic.

Slow Markets

I don't know what the reason is for this, but the markets have been particularly slow, especially when you compare it to past years. This could be my imagination, and truth be told, every year we hit a lull, but this year the lulls have been even lull-ier, if you know what I mean. It doesn't help my mental disposition regarding doing the market because it's hard and every week I ask myself why we're doing it. Then I remember that it's to make the big bucks to support our fabulously opulent lifestyles, but if the markets are slow, it sort of defeats the purpose, right?

There are a few bright notes. First off, it's cooling down, so we don't have to suffer through the oppressive heat, and the students are back, so there is more traffic. Even still, I don't think as many people come to the market, though I'm not sure why. I think other vendors share this sentiment, and it's sort of bummer, but maybe farmer's markets are just not that popular anymore.

Whatever be the case, there is light at the end of the tunnel, because the season is winding down, thankfully. We'll see how we feel once it's done, but suffice it to say that as of now, I'm not so thrilled with the whole process. Then again, was I ever?

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Eisgrafin for the pic.