Another Day, Another Wreath
Man, we have been working so hard and it has all paid off now. We have just a handful of wreath orders left to go out the door and the whole season went really good. One of the best wreath shop seasons ever! Amanda has been the best secretary ever and together we were super organized all season long. Whew… Now on to some massive tie dying. My goal is to make 1,000 shirts in December and January. We shall see what happens… I have been working on my tie dye website too and have that all tuned up and looking suave, check it out at http://www.madebyhippies.com.
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Working All The Time Makes Me Feel Fine!
Yeah I am here in Oregon working away organizing the Christmas wreath shop for another season. I have been working hard, waking up early ever day and being happy working hard. It feels good to be productive and get work accomplished. This is the best wreath shop season so far. Everything is going grand and Amanda is working with me in the office helping me be organized. We are having lots of fun working together as husband and wife and as partners forever.
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Fall Ahead...
So it's December first. I'm a working away organizing the office for my parents Christmas Wreath Shop for another season. I've learned that the Christmas wreath business is ever changing...
My home remodeling went very well and the kitchen is all done and the bathroom is done minus some painting. It of course took much longer than I anticipated to finish the bathroom and I ended up working on it on and off until the beginning of October.
The scumbags who organized the Shakedown Music Festival and accepted my $500 Vending Fee have decided to wallow in their scumbagness and the two parties involved blame each other for the failure of the festival and refuse to return any of the vending fees to anyone.
I've got a few more weeks of work and then who knows???
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Goose Soup
This last weekend I went to Eastern Oregon to pick up pinecones with my dad, brother and a crew of five workers. We found an abandoned golf course where there were loads of huge pine trees and subsequently loads of pinecones. We spent two days working, which was basically the same five second action repeated for seven hours each day. Walk a few steps, find a nice pinecone, bend over and pick it up, but it in the bucket and repeat.
We camped out on the golf course and while I was resting my tired legs some of the workers found a few geese on a nearby pond. One of the workers ended up chasing a baby goose until it made the fatal mistake of running into some bushes instead of returning to the lake. It was at this point "Nacho" pounced on it and captured it. He brought it back to our makeshift camp to show off his prize and right as he was about to let it go one of the other workers, the "Burro," grabbed out his knife and cut the goose's head right off. Goose blood started squirting out and the birds beak kept opening and closing even though the head was severed from the rest of the birds body! At this same time a local resident was walking by with his dog so Nacho quickly shoved the moving bird body into a plastic bag and hid it under my brothers truck. The dog walker came by and chatted for a minute and then carried on. The workers then started to de-feather and clean the goose and butchered it to make soup with. But they didn't want to eat it because they didn't have any salt. So they spent like two hours working on this soup and didn't eat it. They said they would save it for the morning when my dad (who was driving the first load of pinecones back to the farm and then coming back) could bring them some salt. So my dad showed up that morning with some salt but by then the workers were not too excited about eating the soup. So they put the pot into the back of my brothers truck with our other camping gear and it rode around with us all day as we worked. We came back to Troutdale and none of them wanted anything to do with the soup. So it just sat there in my brothers truck.
Yesterday we ended up feeding part of it to our dog and some of his dog friends who seemed to quite enjoy it. So it didn't go to waste after all.
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