Welcome to my sweat shop

8 Oct

Last week, when I announced that Colin wrote a cookbook, I was a little unprepared for what would ensue.

I should have known that you, you who are mainly moms like me, moms who admit failure, moms who don’t know all the answers, moms who are simply trying to do the right thing for your kids, that you’d answer my call. Thank you for that.

After supper, homework, after his bath and before bed, we clear the table and we go over his orders.  I address the envelopes while he stuffs and signs.

And he thinks he’s something else.  I feel kind of like his agent.  I’ll say, “Colin, this one is for Connor, with a C.  This one is going all the way to Saskatchewan!”  And he’ll say, “Saskatchewan! How did dey hear about me here in Nova Scotia???”

He’ll sign with a grin and then calculate his earnings in his head.

Then, this weekend, he decided that he needed to start on his next cook book and is already starting on new recipes.

But before this one is published he’s insisting on a stamp.  He’s getting writers cramp.

The success is already going to his head.


3 Responses to “Welcome to my sweat shop”

  1. kentrollins October 9, 2012 at 2:13 am #

    Tina, you tell Colin we would love to buy a copy. He is one of me and Shannon’s celebrity Chefs

  2. SuzR October 9, 2012 at 11:52 pm #

    How cool is that! A comment from Chef Kent!!! AWESOME!! We’ll be seeing Colin on one of those shows one day:-)

  3. Jackiie-Lee October 23, 2012 at 1:16 pm #

    We want a book….signed too:) JL

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