CookieCon Economics

Ahhh, Cookie Con.  The joyous occasion when hundreds upon hundreds of enthusiastic cookiers descend upon Salt Lake City to reconnect on friendships, meet new artists and refine their craft.   The hustle and bustle of getting to the hotel from the airport.  Getting show pieces carefully unpacked and turned in.  Eagerly speculating about the swag bag!!!

And what a wonderful boon to the local economy.  Between the restaurants, liquor stores, grocery stores, liquor stores, shops, bars, pizza joints, liquor stores . . . What a joyous occasion.  Yes, the local shop owners certainly know when Amy is out of town and stock up.  Wait, what?  Oh . . . you thought I meant
Salt Lake.  Ha!  No, I meant MY local economy.  Are you kidding me?  DO you know how difficult it is to care for three children all by yourself?  Especially when you, yourself, is the largest of the three????

So in order to survive, we had to have basic Bear Grylls level supplies.  Boxes of cereal, delivery pizza, cold sodas, and copious amount of alcohol.  Once the magical amount of Fireball is mixed with Domino’s, then the local dry cleaners gets an economic spike as well.  It’s probably best that we skip the Q&A on that one.

Our local carpet cleaner guy knows that Sunday morning when I have to go to get Amy from the airport he only has a few hours to make sure what happened in the living room, doesn’t stay in the living room.  This year the ER doctor is not getting his bonus as we did manage to escape a trip for stitches or casts.

But the cat is still missing . . . so, in some ways I’m glad I have 18 months to prepare for the next one…

Until next time….

TCW