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All I Want For Christmas…

All I want for Christmas is A LEASE.  A one-page, printed-on-your-standard-ink-jet-printer, sign on the dotted line lease.  A we sign it, Silent Stan will sign it, we-will-pop-open-some-champagne-with-Mel lease.  A yeah-we-can-do-that-and-you-can-open-ASAP lease.  At this point, I don’t care if we write it in crayon and put smiley faces next to our names.

Here is the latest:  we have a problem with HVAC tonnage.  I’ll attempt to explain this in the easiest terms – the HVAC unit isn’t big enough/high-capacity enough for what we will need (so says the City of Columbia – I bet you $5 it would be totally fine).  This means we need a new one or an upgrade to the current one and maybe more support to the ceiling or fahsdfheasedfhadfkaglajgra…..

Sorry.  I just dozed off from boredom surrounding the HVAC discussion.  I’ll just finish by saying that we need mechanical drawings that take two weeks and are talking about an additional $3,000-$5,000 IF we can do “something” (sorry, I don’t know what) with the existing unit.

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If you visit this blog for business advice (bwahahahahahaha!), here is what I know about commercial leasing:

  1. It is expensive
  2. It involves 3,219 people, all of whom have opinions and want checks written to them
  3. It takes forever

On the upside, I’m now a walking Wikipedia entry about HVAC systems (meaning, I know a lot but no guarantees on any of it being correct).  Alas, with every bump in the road to Commercial Lease City, we have to be closer to our final goal, right?

I’m off to buy a new box of 64 crayons so I’ll be all prepped and ready to go if someone ever gives me a lease.

PS – if you haven’t ordered your holiday pies yet, log in and get it done!  Pick-up is available Monday or Tuesday at the Elks Lodge.  Order here:  http://pjpies.com/order-holiday-pies/

 

 

Cover Girls

About a month and a half ago, our very good friend Fred Parry of Inside Columbia just casually mentioned that we were his choice for the December cover of his Prime Magazine.  We acted sauve, simply just as if magazine cover options are thrown at us on a regular basis.  (Hint: they aren’t).  Really, we were like this:

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Because those peeps at Inside Columbia are always thinking, they scheduled the cover photo shoot on the same day as our Culinary Adventure pie-baking class.  I hadn’t even left the parking lot of Fred’s office before I texted my hair person – Shawna Houser of Bella Salon in Columbia – and worked out all the answers to my highlighting and hairstyling needs.  Priorities, people, priorities.

When the day arrived, we shopped, coiffed, and double checked our make-up.  The super awesome LG Patterson welcomed us to his studio (http://recessinc.com/).  At his request, we brought pies.  At our request, he promised to use Photoshop liberally.

We took a lot of fun pictures with LG ($5 says he didn’t notice that our mobility was limited by the layers of Spanx).  And then it was over and we taught our baking class.  A few days later, we did our interview for the story that would run in the cover photo issue.  It was all done before Halloween and we didn’t hear anything.  And we didn’t know if we should hear anything…like, do you get to see the pics before one shows up on a magazine?  Is there a chance to critique your smile, your hair, your shoe choice?  Would the magazine people meet with LG in a room and analyze all the options and try to figure out which picture made us look the youngest?

And then today.  Boom.

Magazine Cover

I’ve been looking at this pic for quite a while now and I’m still a little blown away.  It is completely surreal to see yourself in a completely different way than you see yourself in your head (does that make sense?).  Hey, LG, if you are reading this?  You are AH-MAZ-ING.  This cover turned out so much more than we could have hoped for it to be.

Not only do we have this pic, there is a story in the magazine to go along with it.  Written by Anita Neal Harrison, the story is pretty great (if we do say so ourselves):  http://www.primemagazineonline.com/article_1.php.

We are officially marking “Be A Cover Girl” off our bucket lists.  Thanks Fred, LG, and Anita for making us feel G-L-A-M-O-U-R-O-U-S.  We are keeping our schedules open, you just in case you have any last minute needs for wine-swilling, Spanx-wearing, Photoshop-endorsing cover girls.

This post is late…it is, in fact, almost Wednesday morning and we baked today for a total of 16 hours.  SIXTEEN HOURS IS A LOT OF HOURS.

I wish I had a more detailed post but all that is left in my brain is to say that we baked.  And we baked.  And we baked some more.  I would bet you that I unwrapped more sticks of butter today than I have used in baking in the entire past year.  And the eggs…oh, the eggs. After a second trip to Sam’s, we ended up needing 64 dozen eggs today.  I won’t be able to make an omelet for WEEKS until I recover from cracking 768 eggs in a 16 hour period.

That said, we don’t have to bake a single pie in the morning, the Elks Club commercial kitchen is spotless, and each pie is boxed and labeled.  I was convinced that we would be working well until the wee hours of the morning – the fact that I’m at home and typing this actually stuns me.

Without question, it took a village today.  Jeanne’s husband Dale washed so many dishes…I can’t even guess how many times he washed the huge whisk thing on the commercial mixer. Our friend Sherry (Chief Brand Officer Sherry) pretty much spared us from hours of extra labor by baking like a crazy woman and making all the labels for the pies (she isn’t CBO for nothing, she has mad label making skills).  Heck, by the time night fell, even my husband and kids were in on the game by assembling boxes and putting stickers on the boxes.  Had it just been the two of us, we would have needed another 5 or 6 hours at least and so with so much heartfelt gratitude, thank you to our peeps for swooping in at our hour of need and helping!

Tomorrow, all I have to do is hand out pies.  Honestly, I don’t even think I’m going to go into the kitchen for fear that I’ll have a flashback to 10 pounds of pecans that need to be chopped.  If you ordered a pie for tomorrow, know that it is a) homemade and b) carefully planned, baked, and double counted just for you.  A few notes about pickup:

1)  Pickup will be at the Elks Lodge at 4747 E. Elk Park Drive.  This is on Highway WW, just past Cedar Ridge Elementary.  We will be there from 10 until 3.

2) We don’t have any waiting lists.  All pies are currently spoken for, but if something changes in the morning or during the pickup process, we will post to Facebook and offer those pies for sale.

3)  Please plan to pay in cash.

4) Please plan to enjoy your pies, appreciate the box, and find the stickers to be wonderfully designed and placed.  It takes a village, people.

5) The pumpkin and French silk pies must be refrigerated until serving, so please plan your pickup times accordingly.  The French silk especially is a persnickety pie and even though it is going to be cold out tomorrow, it probably won’t do well in your car for longer than 30 minutes or so.

We are excited for tomorrow.  We will have super cute Peggy Jean’s Pies pullovers on, but you’ll recognize us by our limps and dark circles under our eyes.  Don’t hesitate to come say hi.