Altogether, my Thanksgiving wasn't bad.
--I got to sleep late--thanks to K, for peeling the potatoes and rutabagas.
--I watched The Blues Brothers for the Nth time--one of my all-time favorite movies. I'm sad that John Belushi died so young.
--I ate till I was sick--isn't that what you're SUPPOSED to do on Thanksgiving?
--And I got to watch the Red Wings play--they lost, to
I think the only thing that kept the day from being pretty near perfect was the Wings' loss!
Tomorrow is Black Friday and everyone knows where I will be: in my bed sleeping! I'm almost done with my shopping, so I don't need to do anything as foolish as going out on Black Friday. Instead, I will begin my Christmas decorating. Oh, yay.
So, how many of you are brave enough to face the crowds on Black Friday? I've done it twice in my life--once I went by myself and once I went with my youngest. I must admit, the day I went with A was one of my most favorite memories. She got into the spirit very well--the moment we hit the open doors of a store, she would SPRINT to whatever we were there to buy. It was a lot of fun seeing her in action--she would take a runner's stance and she'd be off, long, blond hair flying behind her as she raced down the aisles. I only wish I had had a video camera to capture the moments. It was fun.
