Archives for the month of: September, 2012
It was a sad day in our household yesterday. Sandy the gecko passed away.
Actually it could have been the night before – I didn’t notice til last evening that she was in the exact same position that she was in in the morning. I was not surprised. The way you tell if a gecko is healthy is if they have a nice fat tail. Well this little one’s tail had become the width of an iphone’s charging cord. I even got her more crickets, although she still had some left from the last batch, to be sure she wasn’t starving. But I guess it was just Sandy’s time.
7 yr old Jack’s reaction – “oh”
7 yr old Dylan’s reaction – “can we get a new one tomorrow?”
10 yr old Bobby’s reaction – uncontrollable sobs for hours until he went to bed in our bed with Daddy!
This is the first pet, if I can even call our past fish, hamster, and hermit crabs pets, that he has done more than shrug at the loss of.  I have no idea if his reaction was a result of being especially attached to Sandy, if it was a sign of his maturing age and understanding, or if he was just particularly tired from a weekend of practices and games (lost their first hockey game but won their first football game!).
And I probably never will know.
We cleared the tank away before he got up and he was very chipper this morning – which, seeing as he is not a morning person at all, is quite a rarity and a very pleasing surprise.
We’ll see if he ever brings Sandy up again.

Remember how we had that lame sales day at the show?  Well, not 2 days later Leslie excitedly told me that we had an appointment with a wholesale customer.

I was like, “whoa, hey, what?” Because all I could think of in my production type mind was, oh no, we don’t have packaging for selling singles.  We don’t have order forms.  What kind of promotional info do we need, etc, etc, etc.

Turns out, she was bummed about not selling much at the show and had the great idea to see if any of the down town banks would want to give out our halloween crayons at the city’s annual Trick or Treat event. Unfortunately the people she needed to ask weren’t in, so she popped in at our local gift store, Casa de Moda (http://www.casademoda.com). The owner, Jan, was happy to give lots of pointers on how to tweak our product and packaging for retail and how to sell to retailers. About a month later we went back with our changes and made our first sale!

From there we went to the local toy store, who immediately said sure, I’ll try them.  That took us by surprise as we stood there dumbfounded saying ok, now what?  I think our product is so inexpensive that its not a huge investment for store owners to try them, so we’ve been fairly successful in the wholesale market.  We now have our crayons in 9 different stores with more to come!

I saw this recipe on Pinterest and thought it was too bizarre not to try.  I just had to now if it worked.

Instructions say, put 2 bags of frozen berries (I used strawberries and blueberries) on the bottom of a 9″ x 13″ pan, sprinkle the cake mix over the top, and dump a can of Sprite over the top.  Bake at 350 for 45-50 minutes.  It specifically says not to mix it all up.  And this is supposed to create a berry cobbler that will be a huge hit at all your family functions. And weight watchers approved too!

This one was a big fail.

We don’t drink much soda at my house, so I didn’t want to by a case of cans of Sprite. Instead I got a litre bottle of it.  Poured 12 ounces into a measuring cup and slowly poured it over the top of the cake mix. It looked just like the photo said it should.

But when I took it out of the oven and cut into it (after it had cooled of course), there were big patches of dry uncooked cake mix throughout. The parts that the Sprite soaked into did cook a little, but only on the surface.  So there were piles of uncooked cake mix under those parts too. Could the first pouring of the Sprite into the measuring cup have popped too many of the bubbles for it to cook up right – who knows!

My mother happened to visit that day so I sent half of it home with her to try, knowing full well I’d just be throwing it out. Now, my mother is usually pretty gentle in her criticisms, but she agreed completely – total fail! Although she did try remixing it all up and putting it back in the oven to re-cook. She said it came out kind of like a berry cake!

I will not be trying this one again.