My family has participated in Black Friday before Black Friday was cool.
I remember waiting in line with my sister with a handful of people for Target and Mervyns to open at 6 am. Mervyns gave out gifts to encourage people to come (Barb still has the penguin snow globe.)
Years later I’d convinced my little sister to spend Thanksgiving night at my place. I got up well before my alarm (as usual), and was downstairs when it went off. By the time I got back up to turn it off, she was awake so I suggested that she join us (Her version: I arranged it so the alarm would be right by her head to trick her into joining the insanity). Many memories were made that day, including one involving velvet bras.
Now each year Ma, my other sister, and I go. We have a system … at least we did before the stores started opening at midnight. We left at 4 am last year, which led to picked over merchandise and no lines, and bad fashion choices.
(I do love you, Ma!)
My favorite years are the ones when I’m organized enough that all my shopping is done that day, and my holiday cards get dropped into the mail when I get home. I’m normally quite good at the latter and only pull off the former when tight deadlines (like knee surgery) have meant I had no choice.
There have been times when I have thought of not going. But now for me it isn’t about the shopping, but rather the tradition and spending time with family. And it is a tradition that will be ending this year since my sister is moving next summer.
This year the insanity begins on Thanksgiving Day. It looks like we will be having two separate outings (one Thanksgiving night and one Black Friday morning) to take advantage of differently timed sales items.
I can’t imagine that my family will be the only ones out there. Do you participate in Black Friday? Am I the only one who really misses Mervyn’s?
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!