Is It Just Me Or Is It Cold In Here?

I got my dress for the ACM Awards today! It is perfect, and seems to have been made just for me. I got it at Johnston's, and while we were there, Mason kept asking me for quarters. He had this tiny little purse-like thing that looked awfully cute, but I explained that we probably didn't need it. He kept begging for it, and insisting (loudly and frequently) that it's what he wanted to buy me for Mother's Day. Now that I look back on every scene from the trip involving Mason and the little purse, it seems the sales staff were all a bit uncomfortable about the whole thing. When he had escalated to the point of whining and rolling around on the floor (not quite) over buying the little purse for me, I finally stopped to check it out. I should have stopped sooner. While I don't know the exact name for the little items inside the cute little purse, suffice it to say if I got cold during the ACM Award show, those handy, adhesive, flower-shaped things would have prevented anyone else from knowing. And no - they weren't space heaters. Thank you, Mason, for another mortifying moment.