I guess if you shut your
eyes for a few seconds in the Fall the holidays
are all but upon you once you open em back up again. Here we are in the
thick of the shopping season, America's newest sports/recreation craze.
When I was a kid, about a thousand years ago, we played outside all day
until Mom would drag us into the house for supper. These days it seems
like all the kids hang out at the mall; shopping is their favorite sport.
Mark my words, it won't be long before your kids start trading cards with
pictures of Tommy Highflyer or whatever his name is, along with the other
trendy designers. I don't know who the heck they are. So make a pledge
to shun those name brands this year when out shopping your way into a
frenzy. Visit a local craft show instead, or volunteer to do something at
a retirement home. I guarantee that you'll remember it far longer than
you will those new clothes or the new gas-powered 48-speed margarita
This all comes on the heels
of our family's annual trip to New Hamster
where we stay in a nice hotel over the Thanksgiving weekend and get our
shopping done in a monster of a mall. If I estimated correctly that one
area (Nashua) has more stores than our entire state up here. It was all a
bit overwhelming. Us Mainers don't know how to handle it when we have a
choice of more than two restaurants for supper. So that's why I was
preaching in the previous paragraph.
So the leaves are all gone,
there's some snow here and there, the
venison's in the freezer, the last of the pumpkins finally went to mush on
the porch, and we've all noticed that our hands are cold when we're
working on the trunks in the shop. Time to fire up the old heater,
Trunk sales have been great,
no complaints. We may be close to breaking
the old annual record (218) this year; we'll add it all up around the
start of the new year just for fun. It's also been a verified
record-breaking year in the trunk refinishing department (calling it a
department makes the barn seem bigger), with our annual count falling just
shy of 120. These are the trunks we refinish for our customers. We've had
the darnedest run of painted monsters coming through lately - all colors
of trunks have been arriving - white, pink, purple, green (several
different shades including one very familiar to parents of diaper-age
children), blue, red, you name it. I'm not sure what the deal is but it
must have something to do with the way the planets are lined up. The guy
that runs the paint stripping outfit in town (punchline on his t-shirts:
"Auburn's Only Professional Stripper") is going to appoint me to his Board
of Directors if we keep dragging painted trunks to him.
Here's some news - we have
a new line of handles coming, should arrive
next week. These are shaped just like our standard handles (TH-01 and
TH-03 models) except these have no slots in them. These are being made in
our standard brown and also in black. These are priced at $6 per pair,
shipping included, of course. I know a lot of you have been waiting for
us to get these handles made; we'll be shipping them out late next week.
Thanks for your patience. By the way - our annual total for handle sales
so far this year is an impressive number, over 400 pairs. That's a lot of
new handles, and a lot of envelopes, and a wicked lot of stamp licking.
That's why I've been saying "Mewwy Chwithmuth" to everybody lately.
We're still trying to work
out a deal with the local shop class to get
handle end caps made. The person running that program must have left to
go vote in Palm Beach County. Nobody's seen him in a few weeks. I'll
keep after it.
Our For Sale page is getting
a little thin, but don't worry, we'll be
adding more trunks this week. I've got four newly refinished beauties to
add. Haven't added them yet because we ran out of space on our host's
server. I've requested more space - they can't figure out how to do that,
so I guess we have to find a new hosting company in the next couple of
days just to get these trunks added. This whole cyber-thing isn't all
it's cracked up to be. Not yet, anyway.
You know that big deer that's
the logo of that big insurance company?
That deer lives in our back yard now. We see him in the late evening
under the pear tree. What a big fella he is. Jenny (our lab) saw him one
eve a few weeks ago and she turned around and ran for cover. Can't blame
her. Drop by and see for yourself. Biggest antlers I've ever seen in
Maine, 12 points, looks like a horse with two trees stuck to his head.
Happy Holidays, we'll get back with you before the 25th.
Brettuns Village Trunk Shop