I'm a girl with a mom and three sisters who love shopping.
My idea of "fun" shopping is browsing through Books A Million while the others are in Marshalls or Ross or Old Navy.
The whole Black Friday thing is odd to me.
Why yes, crawling out of bed at three in the morning in order to stand in a line for two hours sounds amaaaazing. Let's do that. The day after we give thanks. Good timing.
Sometimes I like to go--in the afternoon, after the crazies are finished tackling each other. But I don't scope out deals or even buy anything. I'm simply not a shopper.
I'm also not a hunter.
|Me in 2010|
Girly girl? No.
2010 might be the last year I wore camo, much less hunted in it.
Not opposed to others shooting the ducks and the deer, but I've never felt the urge to sit in the cold for hours.
There are two choices for my Friday. I can shop (super, super early), or I can "hunt" (I feel ridiculous even typing that). Basically, I should say my options are tagging along as others shop and hunt.
Of course, I'm considering a third option: Sit at home with a book and leftover turkey and dressin'.
Are you a Black Friday shopper or a hunter? Or both?
I'm a book-reader. And a food-eater. And a Christmas movie-watcher.
We'll see if I end up in a store or the woods...or my house.