Thursday, November 3, 2011

When I Grow Up . . .

I am a bit of a dreamer.  I love new projects, and I love spinning an idea out into a huge plan to take over the world.  I'm not so good with the follow through, so I end up having a lot of ideas, and a lot of plans.  I'm now officially an adult, and I still think about what I want to be when I grow up.

I think a lot of people (myself included) spend too much time thinking about what we are "supposed" to do, and not enough time thinking about what would be really cool.  So lets focus on some dreaming.  When I was little I secretly really wanted to be a detective like Nancy Drew.  Don't get me wrong, I also went through the standard set of young girl dreams:  moviestar, equestrienne, rockstar.  I made lemonade and had grand designs for the best lemonade stand ever (rather like the current Verizon ads).  But no matter what else I've thought about doing, I always come back to that detective / private eye dream.  Maybe one day that's what I'll do.  Wouldn't that be cool?

Today I had a completely different dream.  You see, being a displaced Kiwi on the East Coast of the USA, I frequently crave the little New Zealand things that I can't get here.  Thanks to my brother, today the craving was a hearty meat pie.  Not the American pot pie that you have to eat with a fork on a plate and is filled with far too many vegetables.  A proper kiwi Steak and Cheese pie I could eat with my hands and would make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.  Suffice it to say that today's dream is opening a pie shop.  And not just any pie shop!  My pie shop would provide fabulous, economical, hearty, nutritious, hand held meals to the millions of cold, hungry and generally broke people of this country who have no idea what they are missing!

This isn't the first time I've had this dream.  Pretty much every time I crave a decent pie and can't get one I start thinking about baking them myself.  We'll ignore that "real world" issues that usually squash the idea.  Maybe I will bake some pies.  But I think I'll sit here under my rock for a little longer dreaming about the possibilities.


  1. Sounds like me and my dreams of opening up a Ritas Water Ice shop here in NZ.

    Also, this exercise is straight out of the Artist's Way!

  2. I remember contacting them back when I first moved here and they said there weren't even thinking of taking the franchise national let alone international, so no dice. I'd have to make my own water ice from scratch.