Yesterday, I decided to give Jennifer some relief in helping out with her chauffeuring request from Cheyenne (her daughter who won’t/can’t drive, lacks a car). We headed up to the Round Rock Outlet Mall to kill an hour, waiting for Cheyenne’s shift to end and you know me when it comes to my enormous collection of Chucks, I had to at least pay my respects at the Converse Store, especially with Nike/Simon moving it to a different, larger spot. One thing I love about my relationship with Jennifer, I don’t get lectured or warned ever with “You better not buy anymore!” Although, it couldn’t hurt from time to time.
So this design caught my eye because all I could think about was Bob Ross doing his “happy little trees” schtick. Then I heard my name called out. I figured it was a senility attack and/or wishful thinking. I turned around and it was my old friend Sara! Honestly, her name had escaped me since we hadn’t seen each other in years and couldn’t keep in touch easily, I had my FeceBook account deleted. Sara got the chance to transfer back home to the Austin store after getting San Marcos and Fort Worth operating. We had a brief catch up and you know I bought the “happy trees” shoes. Sara gave me her phone number since I had to send her the belated Xmas card which I know she’ll get a laugh over.
It’s awesome when a good person returns to Austin. I don’t say it lightly about who deserves to live here too. I am a carpetbagger but I’ve been here for 28 years and I too want to preserve what makes Austin great. Thusly, I have a few close friends I have to confide…please don’t come here, you’ll just add to our Dallasification or Houstonization problems. Sara? Nah. I’m also thinking about what I can do to help her get back into her photography and other artistic pursuits she used to have.