Fat Monday - somebody say "Voodoo?"

I broke down today and bought a new pair of pants. Big pants. That unfortunately fit me really well right now. I also bought some new shoes, with the new “Revolutionary Memory Foam” footbed.  Hopefully my poor swollen and blistered feet will shrink back down to their normal size soon. I swear, being on my feet for 40 hours last week increased my foot size one full shoe size! Now even my favorite boots are feeling on the snug side. I really wish I wasn’t so fixated on this “getting bigger all the time - Bigger Bigger Bigger!" (sung to the tune of “It’s getting better all the time” by the Beatles), but it isn’t just vanity weighing in here, it is downright uncomfortable. No wonder these poor feet are calling it quits, they don’t want to carry this load around and I’m right there with them. I guess I will go back on that “no/low carb eating plan (the word "diet" is no longer in my vocabulary) starting Saturday, May 1st. Couldn’t start on a better day. Besides, I’m heading up to Portland tomorrow and I will surely indulge my food fantasies while I’m there. There is the noodle house “Oodles of Noodles” that I love, The Tao of Tea for incredible chai, the infamous Voodoo Donuts, and the Original Pancake House where they serve I believe the world’s (or at least Portland’s) largest pancake and omelets. I've been wanting to try that one. I probably should have bought those pants two sizes bigger. Note to self : pack black sweats.

But between all the meals and snacking I will still manage to fit in a meeting with Ken, the owner of the coffee house on Wednesday. I’m trying not to get too excited about it. It is after all, just a coffee house.

When I leave here in the morning I will also leave behind all of my expectations and take with me my Doris Day smile and attitude. Que sera. This might be “it” and it might not. Doesn’t really matter to me. I am looking at this as more of an outsider and from a purely business perspective. I need to be smart about this owning my own business thing. I remember reading once that there is a big difference between owning a business and buying yourself a low paying job. And that is exactly what owning a coffee house can get you. The Barista Blues. So with that said, again, I am going to be smart about any future decisions, head over heart, or at least I will try.