We just turned the corner, colors are streaming out of the door. I have that 'start your engine' feeling. The lead up to Hanukkah and Christmas is always a joy ride here at glassybaby, and the precipice is always Thanksgiving. I love the universal sentiment of fondness to giving thanks as we do every November. The family tradition anecdotes that come forth in the store are always priceless; and mushroom soup is apparently deeply rooted in the American food psyche.
A few glassybaby minutes. An extremely lovely customer was in for a bevy of orange glassybaby. The purchase metamorphosed into her Thanksgiving dinner table...Curry, Pumpkin, Tangerine and Seattle Sunset all in multiples. While she shopped I was smothered in kisses from, none other than, her tea cup poodle, sidekick, named Peanut. I love Peanut.
One of my favorite customers, Pamela, had revelry in our store this morning and mentioned that: 'glassybaby are the best gifts for someone who has lost a pet.' She purchased a Comfort for a dear friend, sadly, in this category. Pamela's gesture...so sweet.
We had an 1800 pound delivery today, a sparkling new annealor, the kiln, if you will, that cooks and slowly cools glassybaby. I just learned from Ryan our rock steady Production Manager, that this process is called "destressing." I love the term. Destressing gives glassybaby physical integrity and anthropomorphically relieves each glassybaby of stress...another trade secret revealed in the blog.
Lastly, I am so thankful to experience the world through the eyes of our four year old daughter. An early morning, under the duvet, conversation just today went something like this:'Mommy we had a pretend Thanksgiving feast at school. We dipped cheetos in ketchup. The cheetos were real and Lacey brought chocolate chip cookies.'
Have a marvelous Thanksgiving with a real feast from all of us at glassybaby. Until Next Time, Nicola