Friday isn’t just for shopping anymore
I’ve never been motivated to immerse myself in the Black Friday shopping crowd.
Crowd is the imperative word there.
Like the feeling I have immediately after eating Thanksgiving dinner, I need my space when shopping. Black Friday doesn’t exactly call for that. Black Friday is America’s day for deals on everything from low-priced flatscreen TVs to those Frozen dolls that sing “Let It Go” until parents lose their minds.
Luckily, batteries don’t last forever.
Sure, Black Friday has its perks. The crowds can be worth enduring when saving hundreds of dollars on items that otherwise might be out of Santa’s strained budget by the time Dec. 25 arrives. With more electronics and less fruitcakes being gifted in today’s digital world, the holidays can be expensive. There have been years, mostly in college, when I’ve had to save up as much as I can before pulling the trigger on Christmas shopping, all the way up to the very last minute. Meaning Christmas Eve.
That’s better than shopping on Christmas Day at a gas station.
In my married days, I celebrated Thanksgiving down in Georgia. Black Friday was a time reserved for the ladies to go shopping at the mall. We knocked out our Christmas lists like it was our jobs and treated ourselves to chicken sandwiches with pickles and mayonnaise and waffle-cut fries at Chick-fil-A. Meanwhile, the men stayed back at the house watching college rival football and eating all the prime leftovers. I never thought that was fair.
I’m admittedly way more into football than shopping.
This year on Black Friday, I can think of about a million different activities I’d rather complete than waiting in long lines and battling crowds at the mall for a singing “Frozen” doll. One example is going to my high school alma mater’s Indiana state final game. The New Palestine Dragons team has gone undefeated this season, and if last week’s semi-state game was any indication of the excitement, Friday’s game will prove a million times greater than shopping.
I almost rushed the field but remembered I’m not exactly 16 anymore.
The game went down to the last second — there was actually one lonely second left on the clock — and the kicker made a field goal that has already gone down in school history as one of the greatest. It’s always cool to see the kicker on the team’s shoulders after a big win.
I always dreamed of being that kid.
Along with football, enjoying a second round of Thanksgiving dinner on Black Friday is much more appealing than shopping. Thanksgiving is all about sharing gratitude over a harvest table loaded with calorie-heavy food with friends and family. That’s stated in the official Thanksgiving Handbook. For the unfamiliar, that’s a highly classified, unwritten document passed down through generations.
Although I hear it’s available on Kindle this season.
One day just isn’t enough time for me to execute every Pioneer Woman Thanksgiving recipe — she is my culinary hero. I recommend Googling her. I’m all for extending the eating experience into the weekend, as often as time allows. There’s never a wrong time for pie. Pumpkin, pecan and key lime are a few of my favorites. Why not enjoy turkey and stuffing for Saturday morning breakfast? Or Sunday brunch with leftover ham, green bean casserole and deviled eggs?
I don’t completely hate shopping — my shoe collection proves that — so I’m thankful for the newest trend in retail that helps people shop local. Small Business Saturday (SBS) is a less chaotic option for finding deals on the busiest shopping day of the year. Glenwood Springs goes all out for SBS, and this year Sweet ColoraDough is providing the doughnuts and coffee at the Chamber Association’s Grand Avenue location to get the shop-local party started. I can’t think of many things I love more than doughnuts, outside of my mom’s key lime pie, so I suggest stopping by downtown Glenwood Springs Saturday morning for the excitement. There’s a chance to win American Express gift cards to help pay the holiday bills, and the vibe will be festive. I can guarantee it.
I read it in the handbook.
April E. Clark is stuffed like a piece of garlic in an olive in a gin martini. She can be reached at email@example.com.
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