Note of the Living Deb

Saturday we drove to a large suburb north of Dallas to visit a childhood friend of Robin's and her family. We stopped in West, Texas for kolaches, and the pickings were slim because this weekend was WestFest.

I learned that if you are having trouble remembering that your son is learning to play the bassoon, as opposed to, say, the oboe, just remember that it looks like a bazooka. (Bazooka and Bassoon sound similar.) Bassoons come apart into four pieces for putting away in their cases: the piece by the mouth, the piece at the other end, and the two side-by-side pieces in the middle. Yes, the bassoon is double-barreled. And it is totally dangerous looking, and this is why you, too, can barely resist wanting to own one.

I learned that the Target stores closest to this family were much bigger and better than our Target and they don't even have a name like SuperTarget or SuperDuperTarget or HolyMotherOfGodFantasyLandTarget, just Target. For example, my sister had been wishing that she could try out a sofa/footrest combo, but they didn't have any on display at our Target. Both their Targets had one on display. (These sofa/footrest combos are moderately comfortable, not fabulously comfortable.)

I also decided that if anyone is trying to figure out the best possible gift card to give me for a present, the answer is a Target gift card. This place is full of things that are cool but that I normally resist but that I wouldn't mind not resisting if I had a gift card, and those are the kinds of things that make perfect gifts, right?

There are such things as SuperTargets, but I think that just means they have food. So if Target P R people had named waiters, they would be called SuperMen (men with food). Caterers might be SuperTruckDrivers. I think Walmart uses this prefix the same way. So, during birthday parties at work, we can call our break room SuperBreakRoom. And we can refer to meetings and to SuperMeetings.

Am I off topic? No! Because I don't have a topic! Ha!

I am done, though, because that's about all I can remember from Saturday. There were also some construction, some dogs, some kids, and a Chinese buffet with fabulous "butter shrimp" (which I didn't try because shrimp are yucky). There was no wireless internet, and no time for writing anyway.