Sandy Wolfmueller Rocks!

This afternoon, Tony and I went to Kerrville to run some errands. One of the errands was to pick up Tony’s four new postcards at Copies Plus. When we walked inside the store, Trish was standing at the counter grinning. “Here are your postcards, I hope that you like them.”

We loved them! They were beautiful. When I pulled out my checkbook to pay for them, Tony said, “I can pay for them, Nance.” I let him pay for them.

When we got into Buttermilk, Tony told me that he wanted to drive over to Wolfmueller’s Books to show his cards to Sandy and Jon. So, we headed their direction.

When we walked inside their bookstore, Sandy and Jon greeted us, and then invited us to sit down at the counter for a visit. When Tony showed them his postcards, they had the same reaction that we had had at Copies Plus—they loved all four sets of them! In fact, Sandy couldn’t get over the bird perched on a wire postcard, and she took ten of them—telling us, that she knew they would sellout fast! Then after looking at the deer, the pups with tire, and the cardinal in the bowl—she took ten of each, too! Sandy is so sweet, she’ll never know how happy she made Tony feel.

After a short visit, which included a lot of laughing—we left them, and drove home. Unfortunatley, when we reached the pass, an eighteen wheeler was stuck on a windy curve, and we had to wait thirty minutes for a wrecker and the police to show up. This happens regularly on that pass, because of the tight ‘S” curves.

At six o’clock, Tony had to go to Medina to get milk, so I went over to see Kinky at the Lodge. I sat outside by the Friedman Family Bone Orchard and visited with Kinky, while he watered his many plants. Twenty minutes later, Kinky challenged me to a game of pool. We then went inside and grabbed our sticks.

The game was fun, even though The Hummingbird Man was out shooting me. In the middle part of the game, while I was talking, I mistakenly mistook the ‘one’ ball as the cue ball and fired away. After The Hummingbird Man pointed out my mistake—we continued to play, because I didn’t sink anything. Near the end, we both had two balls remaining on the table, but that didn’t last long! The Hummingbird Man hit his stride and won, leaving my two balls still on the table. As usual, he did his standard signature Hummingbird Man victory dance, which is absolutely hilarious! Then I came home, poured myself a glass of red wine, from the wine box, and then went into Outer Space.