I feel like Thanksgiving got hijacked this year.
I have never been a big fan of "Black Friday" and have actually never been out early enough to see what it is really like. Though, this year I was sorely tempted to go out and get a cheap printer. But Jon has taken a blood oath not to buy anything on Black Friday for the rest of our lives... and so I didn't go. Afterward I was thinking about it and was really frustrated that the time in which stores are starting their Black Friday sales is getting earlier and earlier.
Last year stores opened their sales at midnight, but this year they opened their doors as early as 8 or 9 on Thanksgiving day. That just doesn't seem right to me. Not only does it force people to work on a day they should be spending with their family but it turns the ONE day a year when America is gathered together to give thanks to God into a day of "more, more, more, more."
It is exact opposite of what Thanksgiving is all about.
I won't be surprised if next year the stores open their doors even earlier, until the whole day becomes a shopping fest and the attitude of the woman my dad met becomes the norm. She told him, " Oh, all of my family is out shopping all over town today and tomorrow. So we are celebrating Thanksgiving on Saturday."
I feel like Thanksgiving is loosing its meaning.
Does that make anyone else but me really sad?
I have turned into "that" woman at the library.
You know the one who checks out exorbitant amounts of children's books and loads them into her stroller.
The one who makes you think, "Wow, good thing the library has a limit of how many books you can check out, because that lady would take them all."
That was me today.
I maxed out the check out limit (which is 35 books) on both mine and Asher's library card.
I think the smartly dressed man behind me, who was only checking out two audio books, nearly died when I pulled more books out from the basket under my stroller.
I started to feel really self conscious about it and started to apologize about having so many books, but the sweet librarian just smiled big and told me, "It makes me happy you all like to read so much."
Which made me feel better.
Until I had to lug all those books, two fighting kids, a bored baby, and a stroller with a flat tire all the way out to the car.
But you know, I think I might be able to embrace this newly acquired identity. Because being "that" lady at the library does have some perks. She gets to go home and snuggle cute kids until they get bored of this monstrous pile of books.
Which will be about Tuesday of next week, when we will repeat the trip.
Hopefully without the flat tire.
So, just a question for any of you that live in the Utah or Idaho area. If I were to do a book signing for "The Gift of Giving Life" would any of you come? We may have the opportunity to do a few but I am terrified of the idea because, "what if no one came and I just sat there by myself looking pathetic?" So, just wondering... would you come?
And just another reminder that until December 20th we will be offering a 33% discount on the book when you buy three or more. It is a great book to have on hand for a gift for baby showers and the new (or old) mothers in your life! Or you could team up with two other friends and get a great deal!
Also, our book is now in the following Deseret Book locations and they have some wonderful sales and discounts going on for Christmas time.
So tell your hubby to go down and get you one for your Christmas stocking!
the second year I did a toilet paper roll cake,
last year I made a duckweed cake (which was the aquatic plant he did his thesis on),
|Abe liked it!|
When I was pregnant with Rose my sisters gave me a little red pea coat for her. They knew how much I loved my red coat and they thought it would be cute if we had matching ones. I was so happy that she could finally fit into this year.
|See we match!|