…the behinder I get! LOL
It’s been a crazy couple of days here lately, and I’m falling behind on just about everything. I have promised myself that I will not allow the blog to die an untimely death, so here’s an entry such as it is. Might not be my best post to date, but hey…it’s a post. 🙂
I am running about a week behind on commission work. I really, really hate it when that happens. I pride myself on staying on top of my commissions so that fabulous clients don’t think their doll projects have been forgotten. And when I do fall behind, I try to communicate about it. I haven’t been able to do that either! So, I am going to have to apologize. If you’re waiting on me or expecting to hear from me, please hang in there and keep the faith! I haven’t forgotten you!
I lost half a day yesterday because we went out of town and didn’t get back until bedtime. The first half of today was spent at a memorial celebration for the woman who gave me my first job. It was really my second job, but I try to forget the two months of agony I spent as a prep cook for Popeye’s Chicken. :::shudder::: Shirley hired me to drive a rickety ol’ van to deliver flowers for her flower shop. I was 16, and the valley was a tad less populated than it is now. It was a part-time job, and the starting hourly pay was below minimum wage. I reported to work after school an worked til the flowers were all delivered. I was also in charge of tidying the show room and watering the plants. I also had the job of cleaning the cooler. Shirley eventually taught me to design floral arrangements, and I took to that like a duck takes to water. I was in heaven! I worked for her almost up until I got married. She was a big part of my life. It was difficult to say good-bye. My eyes are still swollen. But, she is always with me and has been throughout the years. Whenever I arrange flowers or trim thorns off a rose stem, I think of Shirley. What a wonderful way to remember a friend. 🙂
And so now, I’m blogging, but after I post this entry, I’m getting back to work! I have a man doll to paint. All I managed to do on him yesterday was to paint the whites of his eyes. So…it is with those ghoulish, white, empty eyes that he stares at me. I know what he’s thinking, and it’s not good. LOL
Stay tuned! Hopefully, I’ll have something to post tomorrow about my work space. Have a blessed day/night!
Saucy Suwi said:
Heck woman is there anything you CAN’T do??? Florist as well!!! I have always had the opposite view of floristry, the god it’s COLD in here and ‘that water STINKS!’ Don’t get me wrong I LOVE flowers and plants BUT I was brought up in a flower shop grew to resent all the long hours my parents worked building up their business AND being made to work there from the age of about 12 on a Saturday when all my friends were out having fun! Yes, I can throw a bunch of flowers together and it looks quite good and I guess some would say I was a florist but I never would! LOL (I think I just did sort off!!!!)
As to the blind man (doll) I think he will just be happy when his cataracts are removed and he can see!!!! Even if when he looks in the mirror he sees a few wrinkles and wonders how life has made him so old (I’m guessing your talking about ‘Sugar’?) LOL
Oh, yeah…there is the “dark side” of the floral industry. But, I think the same can be said of any business. We shall persevere, eh? And yes…it’s Sugar. He now is almost complete…well…his face anyway. 🙂 I’ll be sending pics today most likely. Love ya!
Barb Brock (AZBarb) said:
Was just thinking, as I had many times, that I would have LOVED working in a floral shop – LOL! Now here are two people I know who DID!!! Never thought of the ‘dark side though!’ Too funny! My issue would have been sneezing I’m sure, but the ‘dark side’ of flowers may be a lot lighter than the ‘dark sides’ of most? Love the story of your journey Dawn…
Sending blessings and prayers for the loss of your friend. Sounds like the most precious memories!
Thank you, Barb! For me personally, the dark side was mostly the stress of the deadlines…weddings, parties, proms, etc. And then there were the long hours on holidays when everyone else was off of work! LOL I remember getting up at 3 am to go to work on Valentine’s Day or the Saturday before Mother’s Day and working til long after dark. Yikes! But there was also a deep sense of comraderie in the flower shop, and we were more like family than employees. Good times! 🙂