Black Friday

I hate that it's called "Black Friday." I couldn't tell you why - just that it bugs me. But I do like the sales. I used to be a get-up-at-4-in-the-morning-and-stand-in-line kind of girl, but not anymore. Maybe it's my age, or maybe it's my wisdom. Sleep is not only nice, it's become a necessity. So now I'm a get-up-when-I-can-without-the-alarm-to-go-to-the-sales kind of girl. Of course that means that by the time I get anywhere, (today it was about 7:30) all of the good stuff is gone. Oh well. I still enjoy the feeling of the holidays.