In the spirit of full disclosure, I have to admit I did participate after all in the after-Thanksgiving sales today (Saturday). I had to take my son to Eureka anyway, so I went shopping -- feeling pretty guilty after my vitriolic ranting of yesterday.
Especially when I was in Michael's craft store and looking at the sale flyer: "Doorbuster Sale." Stores actually promote the idea of crowds busting down doors to get at the incredible sales, like yesterday when crowds busted the locked door of a Walmart in Long Island, surging over and killing some poor temp who was sweeping the floor (See "Stampeding Shoppers".)
At least I can say I did not participate in any greedy bargain-grubbing that made me forget my manners. And there were no crowds. The only ill-tempered person I encountered was a clerk who clearly hates his job.
While there, I bought crafty presents for my little nephews and step-grandsons (there are five): an ant farm, a woodburning kit, a musical instrument ("my first recorder"), an art-supply set, and some glow-in-the-dark clay. Passing along the make-your-own-gifts tradition. Unfortunately, everything is made in China. That part is hard to avoid.
To top it all off, I also went to Target. You see, the ceiling of my new cottage is too low to allow my sparkly treetop star so I had to go buy a huge red bow. Also, the treeskirt seems to have vanished in the move, so I needed a new one. I got out of there for less than 15 bucks, which goes to show there was no impulse buying going on. I wonder if I can make it through the rest of the holiday season without ever shopping there again.
The Grinch. My favorite part: when the Grinch wraps up Cindy Lou Who in wrapping paper in the back room of the post office, and he turns to his dog and says, "Max, pick out a bow!"