We had a great time at the Saturday Market! Pretty much sold out. I had five items left at the end of the day out of the 170 that I started with.
I have to say that I really feel that the success of the day was because of my wonderful sister-in-law, Anya, who came with me. What's the saying? She could sell ... to a ... Well, she could!
Matt and Anya came with me to set up, which I much appreciated! I got up at 4:30 and started stuff going immediately and basically didn't stop baking till we walked out the door at 7:45. Matt and Anya helped me pack up the car (Matt's car cause it wouldn't all fit in mine). Let me rephrase that: Matt and Anya packed up the car while I finished baking and changed. :|
We got to the market a few minutes before eight and got a spot and set up. Matt volunteered to come along for the first few times to help set up, which I really appreciate because while Anya and I could do it ourselves, and I probably can do it all by myself (I'm a big girl! I can do it myself! Down Ziva, down!), it is a lot simpler and less stressful to have help! He even ran to McDonald's and got me some food and coffee since I hadn't eaten yet. And came up with a solution to the leaking tub.
Anya, in the mean time, helped me set everything up and get all the pastries out there. Baking that morning really paid off, cause a lot of stuff was still warm and giving off that wonderful fresh baked smell, which Anya utilized to sell. I'm so not a people person, and she is, so I took money from people and refilled the trays and kept things neat and tidy and Anya sold stuff. She kept our booth so busy that we barely had time to sit down! Honest. Or eat breakfast or anything else for that matter. The market lasts from 9am until 3pm and people started hitting our booth just before 9am and neither of us had time to think until about 12:30. Even then, Anya managed to keep the booth pretty busy and some people who came back got disappointed because we were mostly sold out by the time they made it back. She had to leave at 1:30, but by then she had sold all but maybe 12-15 items. And it took me the rest of the market to sell those down so that there were only five left.
I'm definitely planning on making some more items for this weekend, but I've also decided that Anya is absolutely indispensable for running my booth! Now I just need to convince her of that!
I really appreciate the support and prayers I have had for this. I really don't feel like I can make this a success, but if God wants to, He can. And He seems to be, so I am just trying to hang on for the ride.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
To Market, To Market...!
Today is my last day to prep for tomorrow, which will be my first market day. I am curious to see how it will go. I have no idea how much stuff to take and I am still ironing out details like pricing. There are so many rules and regulations (like I have to bring my own water for hand-washing and take it away with me too), it is a bit daunting, but I am sure that after the first month I will have it more-or-less down pat. I've also conscripted Matt and Anya to help set up and stuff tomorrow, which I am sure will make things a bit easier.
I'm keeping my "menu" simple this time. Mostly croissants, a few danish, some tarts (including this chocolate one that I made this week that is utterly dangerous for me to make because I can't stop eating them!), and some bolussen (Dutch sticky buns). I'm prepping stuff today, but will bake it tomorrow morning, which means early to bed--early to rise.
Unfortunately, I am in the throes of a cold and woke up with a wee bit of a migraine this morning (well, I went to bed with it last night, but hoped that the drugs I took then would have scared it away, but 'parently not). But even though I don't feel that great I am excited to bake. As always! :P
Prayers would definitely be appreciated for that all.
When I got up this morning and read my devotional, I also realized that it is Good Friday today. And I am in a mood to be thoughtful about it. This Easter week is flying by and part of me does wish for the longer celebration that goes on in Ukraine, but I am appreciating the little reminders that God keeps dropping in my lap about Easter. I am not being caught off guard this year and I am glad. It is amazing to have such a solemnly joyous occasion to celebrate. It is an honour to understand the truth of Easter and be able to celebrate that. My heart goes out to my neighbors and the many other people who cross my path who just don't know. They are missing out on so much, in this life, but especially in the next. It makes my heart heavy for them. And it reminds me that this is why Christ came, so that we all could experience the beauty of a relationship and eternity with Him.
I'm keeping my "menu" simple this time. Mostly croissants, a few danish, some tarts (including this chocolate one that I made this week that is utterly dangerous for me to make because I can't stop eating them!), and some bolussen (Dutch sticky buns). I'm prepping stuff today, but will bake it tomorrow morning, which means early to bed--early to rise.
Unfortunately, I am in the throes of a cold and woke up with a wee bit of a migraine this morning (well, I went to bed with it last night, but hoped that the drugs I took then would have scared it away, but 'parently not). But even though I don't feel that great I am excited to bake. As always! :P
Prayers would definitely be appreciated for that all.
When I got up this morning and read my devotional, I also realized that it is Good Friday today. And I am in a mood to be thoughtful about it. This Easter week is flying by and part of me does wish for the longer celebration that goes on in Ukraine, but I am appreciating the little reminders that God keeps dropping in my lap about Easter. I am not being caught off guard this year and I am glad. It is amazing to have such a solemnly joyous occasion to celebrate. It is an honour to understand the truth of Easter and be able to celebrate that. My heart goes out to my neighbors and the many other people who cross my path who just don't know. They are missing out on so much, in this life, but especially in the next. It makes my heart heavy for them. And it reminds me that this is why Christ came, so that we all could experience the beauty of a relationship and eternity with Him.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Palm Sunday
I didn't make it to church at all yesterday. I was bummed about that, but after it took me about 1 1/2 hours to get ready for church in the morning, I realized that if I was moving that slowly it might be best to just stay home. There was also a small group social function at the other campus of my church in the evening, which I figured I could still go to, but didn't make it to that either.
Interestingly though, it was still a better day than most of last week. I'm kind of glad that I chose to use that energy at home though, esp. since today I woke up and am feeling like I am coming down with a cold.
So, back to Palm Sunday. I don't want to miss Easter this year. That has happened to me before and it really stinks. Naturally, I was bummed to miss Palm Sunday since that kind of sets the tone for the week. I put on some Easter music, but that didn't really change much.
This morning, I got up and just put Itunes onto the "DJ" setting and all of a sudden this song comes up "He Never Said a Mumblin' Word". It is all about how Christ did not complain, grumble or defend Himself before Pilate or when He was crucified. The lyrics are simple and repetitive (which means I can actually understand them). Then, later as I was delivering my order listening to the radio in the car, another song popped up about how Christ forgave without admonition; He just simply forgave and let it go.
I want to be like Him. And really, that put my mind onto Easter. Christ really made a huge sacrifice and He did it so graciously, so kindly. He didn't remonstrate or complain when the disciples left Him, when Peter denied Him, and when they doubted Him after He rose again. He just patiently loved. I just can't quite wrap my little mind around His sacrifice and the attitude with which He made it. A gentle lamb.
Interestingly though, it was still a better day than most of last week. I'm kind of glad that I chose to use that energy at home though, esp. since today I woke up and am feeling like I am coming down with a cold.
So, back to Palm Sunday. I don't want to miss Easter this year. That has happened to me before and it really stinks. Naturally, I was bummed to miss Palm Sunday since that kind of sets the tone for the week. I put on some Easter music, but that didn't really change much.
This morning, I got up and just put Itunes onto the "DJ" setting and all of a sudden this song comes up "He Never Said a Mumblin' Word". It is all about how Christ did not complain, grumble or defend Himself before Pilate or when He was crucified. The lyrics are simple and repetitive (which means I can actually understand them). Then, later as I was delivering my order listening to the radio in the car, another song popped up about how Christ forgave without admonition; He just simply forgave and let it go.
I want to be like Him. And really, that put my mind onto Easter. Christ really made a huge sacrifice and He did it so graciously, so kindly. He didn't remonstrate or complain when the disciples left Him, when Peter denied Him, and when they doubted Him after He rose again. He just patiently loved. I just can't quite wrap my little mind around His sacrifice and the attitude with which He made it. A gentle lamb.
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