Wednesday, April 6, 2011

All Systems Down!

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Major systems malfunction - my production equipment (a.k.a. my food processor) is now officially retired. While pulling together a batch of Mighty Bites! Monday evening, my food processor decided to call it quits. And, unfortunately, until I find the time (and quite honestly the dough to invest in a great system), production has come to a screeching halt. If you have a pending order, please contact me directly to rearrange delivery dates and to discuss the "patience incentive."

What's that? You don't know what a patience incentive is? Well, you are in for a treat (literally!)...

When I was a kid, my mother taught me the importance of patience. Standing in lines, waiting on someone to follow-up or follow-through, sitting in traffic, waiting for someone to appreciate your hard work, etc. -- all of those wonderful moments when we can feel our pulse ticking in our temples and our hands ringing in our laps = patience-training moments. In these moments we call on the best of ourselves by giving the benefit of the doubt, tapping into the inner-zen, woo-sahh, woo-saaahhh. In these moments we demonstrate the best of ourselves. By no means is patience-training an exercise in how-to-be-a-doormat, or less affectionately known as ineffective assertion of your own will. On the contrary! Patience-training is an exercise in understanding what it is that you want and how badly you want it.

Are you rapping your fingernails on the table at the restaurant awaiting the waiter to notice your bread basket is empty? Are you leaning over the bar at an uncomfortable distance from the ground awaiting the drink-tender to notice your growing thirst? Are you fidgeting in your seat waiting for your friends to notice your new haircut? We have all been there and will be there again.

This is what my mother taught me: "Jessica B___ Gee," she said in her stern-motherly voice (because your mother always says your entire name when she wants to be sure you are paying attention, I am convinced this is why parents give you a first and middle name). "Be patient. Waiting for what you want is not easy. Waiting for what you want is hard. Waiting is a skill, and you have to practice." This was usually met with pouting, whining and other obvious displays of my impatience. To which my mother would reply, "Jessica B___ Gee. There is not anyone in this universe who does not appreciate patience. You expect patience, you offer patience. You get what you give: you give patience to someone and someone will return it to you. And when they return it, they will probably offer a 'patience incentive,' or a gift for your understanding, consideration, and recognition that everyone is human. Life happens, and when we depend on others, we sometimes have to wait. Wait well and you will be rewarded. Just you see..."

Intrigued with the prospective of reward, I waited patiently - not necessarily happily - but I practiced patience. In taking advantage of patience-training moments, I have received many more benefits than impairments/detriments. So, I continue to pay patience forward. And like my mother, I offer positive reinforcement in the form of "patience incentives" to those who offer me the same considerations.

Long story short, thank you for your patience as I continue to get this fund-raising effort off the ground. There are bound to be various hiccups along the way, as I am forming, packaging and distributing these nutritious little morsels in and from my kitchen. And I look forward to unveiling my new machinery to the pleasure of all Mighty Bites! friends and fans! RAWR!!

stay tuned! stay healthy! rawr!


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