As you are reading this, I am out with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law collecting treasures for our loved ones for pennies on the dollar.
Or we might be having brunch at Le Madeline. Actually, the brunch thing is more likely.
Whether you're an early morning shopper, a traveler, or a football-watcher, enjoy today. And on this day that consumerism and materialism seem to reign, please remember to live moved.
I'll be back here after the holiday weekend. In the meantime, here are some previously published Thanksgiving and Black Friday posts from the last two years.
Culture Shock (on my first Southern Thanksgiving): "I didn’t have sweet tea until I was in high school, and I used to think okra was a type of seafood. I’d graduated from college before Dan gave me my okra education. Dan, however, grew up in Georgia. Like, Gone With The Wind Georgia. So it stands to reason that our Thanksgiving meal experiences were quite different. Take dressing, for example. I thought this was a verb, not a food.)
1,000 Thanks (on flexing my gratitude muscles): "He announced, “I have a project for us. Let’s make a list of 1,000 things we’re thankful for.” “Deal!” I said. How hard could it be? I’m thankful for everything; I don’t have anything that I haven’t been given. PAH! Oh, foolish young Kate. As it turns out 1,000 is a really big number."
You Hem Me In (on experiencing God on Black Friday): "I am a Black Friday shopper. I never thought this would be the case, as I used to shop like a man. I’ve only recently learned to enjoy “just looking,” and I’m still pretty terrible at judging what is and isn’t worth spending money on. (In the past there was some confusion about a bobble-head chihuahua. Yikes.)"