Today is Black Friday. This is the day where once perfectly sane people get out of bed at like 4am to battle hoards of other crazy people stomping all over their feet and pulling their hair to score 40% off on a DVD player or a new Elmo toy or who knows what else.

I’ve never quite understood Black Friday. I really, really, really [did I mention really?] enjoy my sleep….really. And I’ve never really enjoyed shopping. So leaving my house at 5:30am to get in on the 6am to 10am deals has never been my thing. They could be giving away $3000 plasma TVs for free and I would rather stay in bed to enjoy some more slumber [although I'm pretty sure Lee would jump out of bed to grab one of those plamsa TVs].

I just spent the whole day yesterday eating so much my stomach sent me a note advising me not to touch a morsel of food at all today [but I think we can work something out by lunch time]. And I love my family dearly, but spending the whole day with them wears me out. Not to mention the exuberant amount of energy my kids display while in the company of others. I came home, watched Grey’s Anatomy, Survivor and Wednesday night’s Real World and then passed out in bed. 6am came and went without even a thought from me.

So if you dragged your butt out of bed very, very early this morning to enjoy the big Black Friday deals, I hope you got some good stuff. I wasn’t there with you. And I hope you know I think you’re crazy. But to each his own.