This weekend is the annual Hallmark ornament premiere and I usually make it a point to go to the premiere in order to earn extra points towards rebate coupons. Also, there is one series that I collect avidly - the Nostalgic Houses and Shops series - and I always get the newest in the series on premiere weekend.
When I considered the prospect of going into Austin this weekend, with its crowds and horrible traffic and in this horrific heat wave we are experiencing, I just couldn't face it. Then it occurred to me that there was a Gold Crown shop in LaGrange and I didn't mind at all the prospect of going there. So this morning I headed that direction and arrived only minutes after the shop opened. I love the little shop in LaGrange and after gathering up my pile of ornaments, I enjoyed poking in the corners and finding other nifty little things I didn't need, but bought anyway.
From there I went to their Wal-Mart, which is not a Super Wal-Mart and which was so much more fun to browse through. I hate Super Wal-Marts. I stopped at a little gift shop that adjoins Weikel's Bakery and then I picked up a jalapeno pig-in-a-blanket at the bakery and drifted through the McDonald's for a diet-Coke and headed for home.
I did not expect I would be headed right back to LaGrange, but about 5 miles out of town I got a call from the Hallmark store. One of the ornaments I had purchased had been the last one they had and was also the one on display. They had forgotten to retrieve it from the display and I had left with an empty box. So I did a U-turn and went back to LaGrange. I was glad I had not gotten any farther than I had, but I found myself wishing they had discovered their error a few minutes earlier while I was still poking around their little town.
But, all's well that ends well and I was home before noon, bearing gifts. I found a great cat distraction at Wal-Mart and it has kept both Dixie and Boo busy most of the afternoon.
The cat tunnel rolls and crackles when they dash through it and it has a hole in the middle where they can pick at each other or escape when the other one heads into the tube. They rolled and played until both were exhausted and then collapsed for extended cat naps. When they woke up, they discovered I had the Christmas ornament storage boxes down in order to add the new ornaments to them and Dixie thought that was the best fun ever. She tried her best to make off with some foil holly and she knocked over stacks of boxes, making fine clattering noises on the tile floor. When I finally managed to get all the boxes closed again, she returned for another rowdy play in the cat tunnel.
At one point she crawled in my lap and gave me a look that I can only describe as "Boy, I'm glad I landed here."
I endeavor to give satisfaction, as Jeeves was wont to say. I am a success as a cat valet.