Things are moving along quite well in the business department. I was approved for a business license, set up borrowing an awning (thanx Dad!) and have been making lemonade every chance I get to practice. My juicer (we named it Biggie Smalls; don’t ask) has survived, I’m almost out of lavender, and I have been collecting suggestions and support everywhere I go. Ten days until the Farmer’s Market opens, and I hope I’m ready!
As we continue to ramp up to the season, I don’t really have that much more to discuss until further notice. Wait, there is one thing. I was turned down for the Lavender Festival in Sequim in July. They said that they already have someone who does lemonade, and they’ve been there for years, and they don’t want to double up. OK. That’s fine. We’ll see how it works out in later seasons. I have an opinion (of course!) about it but I’m not going to push. I also still need to get my Food Handler’s card, which is an online thing and I’ll hopefully get that done in the next couple of days.
There has been much else happening in life lately and I am pretty tired, so I don’t think there’s much in me for writing today. The Carlos and I spent some time with his dad’s family over the weekend, which was awesome. We don’t get as much time with them as we would like, so it’s always nice to see them. I promise, the Carlos will be the star of a blog entry of his own one of these days. Just not today.
We witnessed the end of an era last night. The Carlos and I met at Highline Community College (yup, the one I work at now!) in Fall of 2000. We were both doing theatre, he on stage and me in the lighting booth. We spent the next three years doing theatre together, along with the many wonderful friends we met there. Over the intervening years we have come back and checked out various productions, watched our friends as well as new “baby actors” learn what they’re doing here. It has been wonderful and some of our very dearest friends were found in this department. Unfortunately, the Drama department at Highline is closing. Last night was opening night for their last production. Several of us oldies came to a little food shindig before, to remember how awesome it was to spend so much time here. Most everybody (myself not included as I had to go back to work) stayed and watched the play. I hear they were very good. I am at a bit of a loss about the ending of this program. I am definitely a completely different person thanks to my time here and it saddens me that future baby actors will not have the same opportunity. The arts are disappearing from public schools at an alarming rate, and there are lots of movements to try and protect and fund them before it’s too late. I don’t think any of us that came to this department at a college ever thought it would be in danger of the same fate. I don’t now that there was anything that we could have done to help, but it does feel rather sudden and jarring. I’m not sure what else to say about it. It’s a bummer.
I think that’s all I’ve got in me for this week. Upcoming events: tonight maybe dinner with Carlos’s family again after work. Tomorrow a doctor’s appointment with a specialist to look at Carlos’s shoulder (we think he has a torn rotator cuff and his clavicle is damaged, though we don’t know how or how badly) followed by a (hopefully low-key) bachelorette part for his aunt. Saturday and Sunday we’re going to the Mother Earth News Fair, which is going to be awesome. Huge collection of people who want to live the lifestyle we’re hoping for: growing our own food, using less power, homestead type stuff. Saturday night we’re dealing poker for a party. This is our extra extra work we do on the side occasionally. Last year at this same show Carlos got to meet Warren Moon who used to be a Seahawk. I’m hoping to meet Russel Wilson myself.
I hope everyone has a great week. By next blog day we should hopefully be all ready to open the Farmer’s Market. It’s going to be so awesome! I just hope I can get some sleep between now and then! Thank you and good night!