5/12/08

I had an inter… wait no, interesting isn't the word for it. I had an uneventful and boring weekend. Friday night I wasted in front of the TV, as usual. The only thing that made it worthwhile was the fact that Amy from the airport and I e-mailed back and forth all evening. Mom had suggested that she and I take Pat and Nora to Silver Fox for dinner either Friday or Saturday. Saturday was better for them so we planned on that. While eating leftovers Friday evening, I asked mom if she wanted anything special for Mother’s Day. She gave the standard, “Oh, you don’t have to get me anything,” spiel but then went on to describe a pendant thingy from James Avery Craftsman Jewelers. I made a mental note and moved on. Saturday morning I hopped on line and looked up the location of James Avery. While on the website I did a search and found a picture of the pendant she wanted. Yeesh, it was ugly. Oh well, it’s what she wants. I logged off, got dressed, went down the hall, and asked what she had planned for the day. She told me she had a few errands to run in the “Bryant Irving” area so I suggested that I would drive Mr. Wiggly back to the shop and she could come get me. We set 1230 h as the meet time and I gave her the entry code. I took off in Mr. Wiggly to buy that ugly assed pendant. I really love driving Mr. Wiggly into snooty-assed yuppie shopping areas! I just wish there had been a spot in front of James Avery. As it was I had to park about halfway between JA and Central Market. Oh the looks Mr. Wiggly generates, it’s great. So I saunter into JA and take a number. I'm number 44, they are serving number 16. I sigh and settle in to wait. After a few minutes I notice a guy I work with standing nearby. Ok, I am about to walk past him and he recognizes me. We chat about stuff and things and stuff. He has a catalog and is trying to decide if there is anything he wants for his wife. There is a creepy little dangly thing Juan is supposed to wear on a bracelet with other little dangly things that, well, it creeps us out. It is called something like “Two Boys Charm” or something. It is two creepy looking boys in stereotypical sailor suits with an equally creepy thing between them. On further inspection, I think it is a dog. Anyhoo, we decide it should have been called a “Children of the Corn Charm.” Lo and behold, we find it in the display case. It is just as creepy in person. I look at the counter on the wall and see that they are on number 39. I begin to get ready for my call. The lady calls, “Number forty?” No answer. “Number forty-one?” No answer. “Number forty-two?” No answer. I start to lean in like I'm getting ready to pounce. She notices and looks right at me. “Number forty-three?” I lean a little more and she looks around for the person. No answer. “Number forty four?” I thrust my hand up and refrain from yelling “Bingo!” “I thought you looked like a forty-four.” “Yep,” I said. “I need a ‘Heart of Peace’ pendant.” She knew what it was and looked up the number. She got it and showed it to me. She asked if I needed a chain. I said no. I paid and she boxed it up. Oh, it was just as ugly in person by the way. I thought about buying a “Children of the Corn Pendant” to stick on the wall of Ray’s cube but didn’t want to drop $27.00 for a joke. I found him and said my goodbyes. I hopped in Mr. Wiggly and headed for the shop. I decided to swing by the Boys of Pep and see if they had a floor shifter kit for Mr. Wiggly. They did, sort of. I went ahead and bought it. As I was about to pull out of the parking lot, mom called to say she was at the shop due to (tee hee, I said doo-doo!) a power outage at “Bryant Irving.” I said I was on my way and headed out. I met her at the shop and unloaded the shifter from the back of Mr. Wiggly. I grabbed a box and hid the James Avery bag in it and stuck it in the back seat. We headed out. We went to Kincaid’s new location on Hulen and ate. Since we were right down the road from the Babies ‘Я’ Us where Pat and Nora are registered, she asked if I'd mind stopping in to let her get them something. We did that then went home. I napped until time to get ready for dinner. We met the Andersons at Silver Fox and had a nice dinner. The prices have really gone up there but it was cool. Mom gave them their baby gift and we all parted ways. Sunday morning I went to church for mom’s sake. I wore my asbestos underwear just in case I burst into flames upon entering the building. I had set her James Avery box out where she would see it first thing and sure enough she was wearing that, um, pendant. Ok, I'm not going to continue to comment on just how ugly it is. After church we had leftover steak from Silver Fox and salads and baked potatoes from Wendy’s. After a nap, I went to the shop but I think I'll save that story for tomorrow. Toodles.