Fresh Cookies

June 24th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

Teaching my son the values of running your own business I decided to help him do just that, run his own business. Given that I had recently shown the eager 12 year old how to bake cookies, we settled on a cookie-selling business. We built a stand out of some plywood, got permission from the appropriate parties including our neighborhood association, set it out in our front yard and got to work.

Part of showing him all the ropes was gathering all the necessary supplies to run a successful small-scale bakery in the front yard. We needed a cash register, so I went and got a small lock-box from the garage. We also created some very professional-looking signs to advertise our business, and of course we also gathered things like plenty of wholesale plastic bags for packaging, NCR pads for writing receipts for larger orders, and even accessories for our iPad that let us process credit card payments.

It was a joy showing my son how to start and run a business. It truly is best to start out small so that the potential for growth becomes a reward in itself. Through it all my son learned some many valuable lessons that he will be able to apply in his future endeavors, whether he enters private sector on his own or not.

Tickling the Toes

May 9th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

While on a family vacation our family of four were staying at a beach resort with access to the sandy beach and boating all day long for two glorious weeks. It was almost like camping except that we had a comfortable two bedroom cabin with a kitchen to prepare our meals.

Every morning after breakfast we would all head out to the beach for swimming and playing in the sand. There was a tremendous amount of sand and one day our mother told us that we were playing in silica equestrian sand and it was the best sand to play in. Even though we were on vacation my younger sister and I thought the name of the sand was interesting. We made tracks in the sand, took turns covering each other up with the sand. Best part was to let the sand tickle our toes as we walked along the beach.

The Lady

May 2nd, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

There once was an old photo lady that lived in a shoe. Too bad the shoe was old, it was never new. She added some shutters Manchester and added a door. She add some curtains and then slept the floor. She worked and worked there was nothing else to do. That is until the children got off the bus at around two. The children were sweet, the children were bold. Most of the children weren’t that old. The little old lady she was very nice and sweet she was a wonderful talker because she made you think. She cared for those children and wanted them to do right. The children will be coming home and I will play with them until night. The children were coming she couldn’t wait. She hoped the children don’t get off the bus late.

The Morning Dance

April 19th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

The Morning Dance…you know the one I’m talking about. It’s no Rumba, definitely not a Waltz. It could, I suppose, resemble a Salsa due to the speed. I’m talking about the multi-tasking and speed that it takes for a mom to get everyone up and out the door on time for school. If we were to post a Bolton CCTV in the home of Beth, mother of Lincoln (2), William (4) and Kate (9), this is what her morning dance would look like.

6am Wake up to the sound of Lincoln’s feet running down the hall to her room.
6:01 Put him in bed with her so she can sleep longer.
6:15 6:30 6:32 Wake up to the poking of little feet in her back.
7:00 Lay awake browsing Facebook on her phone while he lays comfortably over her head sleeping soundly horizontally somehow forcing her to sleep on the last 6 inches of the king-size bed.
7:30 Get the rest of the crew up and ready for school.
7:35 Remind everyone to brush teeth, go potty and brush hair.
7:40 Make breakfast. Ok, put waffles in the toaster and spread some peanut butter on them for protein.
7:45 As Beth’s morning dance of packing lunches, braiding hair and filling water bottles continues in hyper speed she is stopped in her tracks…interrupted by a mysterious flushing sound.
7:46 She discovers that yes, once again Lincoln tried to flush the remote. Thankfully…it didn’t go down…like the toothbrush did. Causing a major flooding incident just a few days prior.
7:47 Close and lock the bathroom door to prevent Lincoln from entering and flushing more items.
7:48 Return to packing lunches, braiding hair and filling water bottles.
7:50 Unlock the bathroom door for William who needs to go potty. Again.
7:53 Sign Kate’s agenda and report card slips.
7:54 Write a check for the book order that is due.
7:56 Write a check for a fundraiser order that is due so Kate can earn fantastic junk…uh, prizes.
8:00 Realize Kate’s homework had a front AND a back. Rush her to finish it while she eats a waffle being careful not to drip the peanut butter on her shirt because it’s picture day…shoot!!
8:01 Write a check for school pictures.
8:10 Call everyone to action…Kate’s brown boots are missing. The gray ones are in the closet, they don’t match. The black don’t even come close. She must have brown. It’s critical. It’s picture day after all! Even though she wore them the night before. They’ve vanished. The search team must find and locate them! Too bad the search team is 2, 4 & 9 and the worse finders ever!
8:15 FINALLY Beth finds the boots. In the car. Of course. Why wouldn’t they be in the car?!
8:16 Another mysterious flushing sound. William forgot to shut the door. This time it was a (thankfully mini) Captain America. He didn’t survive. All that is left is his shield which Lincoln is holding with a death-grip as he has a super sensor that tells him when William wants something causing William to melt down.
8:18 Tell everyone to head to the car instructing them to bring waffles with them.
8:20 Coats. Where are the coats?!
8:21 Find the coats in the car.
8:22 Catch the cat who got out the door when they were finding coats.
8:23 Change Lincoln’s diaper.
8:25 She finally gets out the door and buckles William and Lincoln into their car seats.
8:25 Something smells.
8:26 Head back in the door to change Lincoln’s poopy diaper.
8:30 Sprint out the door and zip out of the driveway to avoid being late for school…again.
8:35 Realize the gas light is on…and the sensor says zero miles left.
8:40 Offer up a prayer that they’ll make it…they live in the country. There are no gas stations in the corn fields.
8:43 Make it to school in time. Barely.
8:44 Pull up for Kate to exit. Look right at the teacher on duty and say, “I love you” as she is closing the door for Kate who is already far enough away it’s clear the “I love you” wasn’t for her…
8:46 Post to Facebook about the embarrassing proclamation of affection to the teacher.
8:47 Drive to the next school to drop off William.
9:00 Head home to recoup just in time to do the dance all over again the next day.

Life in the sauna

April 13th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

When we bought our home, I knew we would need central air. My husband on the other hand, was a cheap scape and was happy with one window unit in the living room.

It was like living in a sauna during the summer months. Our living room was the only room with Manchester air conditioning and it became a catch all. It became my office, the kids’ playroom, a dining room and a living room.

One day my husband came home to a kid on his recliner, two on the couch, another playing with Legos on the floor and a fifth in the baby swing. He didn’t have a place to sit.

That day he called a HVAC company to get us central air.

The house seems bigger now that everyone isn’t piled up in the living room and every room is comfortable to be in during the summer.

Your Work Assistant

February 27th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

Business owners today are finding it very hard to survive in this economy and even more difficult to actually grow the company. Staff members are either being laid off or given additional work loads to increase productivity while keeping the focus on increasing the bottom line. Here is where you can utilize your local print shop to help you pick up some of the work load at a minimal cost.

Rather than writing interoffice notes for each department, contact your print shop and order some NCR sets so you write it once, and then simply have the duplicate copies already to give to staff. Have the print shop create memo pads, packing slips, inquiry forms and follow up letters in bulk, so your staff is free to focus on the business at hand. You can purchase just about any items needed to run the company smoother in bulk, and save money and valuable time to increase the productivity around the office.

Traditional 1874 Historic Home

January 13th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

In a historic village located in New York, is a historic traditional house with a detached garage. This home and garage was built in 1874 and is still standing today with current residents residing in the home. The home has been completely remodeled inside. The garage of this 1874 home has the original bricks that the garage was built with. Inside were two different working spaces and in the middle of the garage was a parking space for one car. In the one working space it was turned into a “clubhouse” type of area. There was a rock that was found there that stuck out, and that no one else had ever found. Once the rock was found it was noticeable that it was a cristobalite type of rock. The outside of this rock was a bulging gemstone. Later to find out that it was a Canadian diamond gemstone.

Its Not For Everyone

January 10th, 2015 by Louis | Permalink

Golf is a very unique sport, which is not for everyone. Personally, I hate golf! You have to use the right club for the right shot. You have to either walk the course and use a caddy for your clubs, or rent a golf cart. It is so boring, you hit around a little ball over hills and valleys, not to mention the obstacles to make it more challenging, such as lakes and sand bunkers. If your ball goes in the lake, its gone. If it goes into the silica sand bunker you can possibly get it out with quite a bit of effort. On a different note, putt-putt golf or better known as miniature golf is fun. It has different interesting features, such as waterfalls and animals. It is intended to be fun, where as regular golf is made for the sport. You stand around with the guys in the hot sun, drinking beer, waiting your turn. This is not my idea of fun.