According to the media today is Black Friday, one of the busiest shopping days of the year and the day that heralds the unofficial beginning of the holiday shopping season. I have not even the slightest desire to venture out into the mayhem I expect we’ll see portrayed on the evening news tonight though I did do a tiny bit of online shopping this morning.
Gerry is at work today so I’m spending the day at home basking in the pleasure of solitude and silence. I treasure days like this when I have no commitments and my time is my own; these days nourish my soul and help me reground myself.
Yesterday I cooked a small turkey and Gerry worked in the yard. (I was delighted to find that our selected turkey had two hearts (Get it? Two Hearts?!) and had a rousing discussion on Facebook about consuming turkey giblets. They’re practically the best part of the bird in my book!
Tomorrow we’ll hit the stores early to finish Christmas shopping for the grands as we’ll be traveling back to Canada again very soon.
I had planned to post today about a delightful ninety-three-year-old woman we had the pleasure of spending an evening with recently but I think I’ll save that for another day. Just now, I’m giving myself permission to grab a quilt and curl up in front of the fire with a book.
I hope you’re enjoying your holiday if you’re in the US and are celebrating Thanksgiving. To those of you elsewhere, happy Friday and happy weekend!