No Black Friday for this gal

Hate the cold. H-A-T-E it. But the cold does bring out the most vibrant sunrise colors. Picture this – the most intense blues and oranges and pinks and yellows you've ever seen and amp them up like they've downed three Monster drinks and you'll come close to the sunrise I saw this morning. It was so good I kept on walking the beach and gawking, even though my skin had double layers of goosebumps through my multiple layers of clothes.

     So no Black Friday for this gal. I had a wicked-cool-colored Friday, as Sister K would say. Everything is “wicked cool” to her. And she does the Black Friday thing. Makes it like a party to get up early, then go out for breakfast after her shopping is done. Not me, I think it stinks. Thanksgiving used to be a holiday when stores would close and workers get time off. Now it's nothing more than Black Friday Eve, with the stores opening at 10:00pm, midnight, 3:00am, whatever. Forget about turkey and family – take a nap and rush off to work.

     Besides Black Friday crapping all over Thanksgiving, don't we have enough clothes and appliances and electronic junk to last a lifetime already? Buying more just because you get a door-buster price makes abso-freakin-lutely no sense. I think it's time to turn off the TV so we're not brainwashed by all those buy-buy-buy commercials, recycle those Black Friday newspaper ads, and be thankful for what we already have. It's cheaper, a lot less stressful, and kinder to the planet.

     I hate preachy, so I'll tell my own self to “shut up” right there.

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I was feeling particularly nostalgic for the beach this morning, so I was rereading my memoir entry from this day last year and decided to post it. Unfortunately the "crapping all over Thanksgiving" part of Black Friday is just as relevant now, with retailers trying to one-up each other to get more business yesterday by opening earlier than the next store. Besides Wal-Mart, that never closes on Thanksgiving anyway, around here the big winner was Bass Pro Shop that opened at 7am yesterday. Boo to you, Bass Pro, for being the greediest turkey on Turkey Day.

     If you want to read more of my memoir "Life Gone South (when I ran away to live at the beach and be a writer)", you can find it on Amazon and Kindle, including in the Kindle free lending library.

    Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving and more crrr-azy fun things to do than shop!