The Christmas Countdown

So you have survived and conquered Black Friday and Cyber Monday, but did you buy yourself anything?

I know, I know, you got up at 2 a.m. and along with about a zillion others were poised as the doors swung open at 5 a.m. to run to the sale items. I’ve seen it on tv.

This year I think some stores opened at 12:01 a.m. Next year, Black Friday will be moved up to the first Tuesday in July.

You got a plan, you run to the electronics department where there is a frenzy over a television with a screen as thin as a credit card, as wide and as heavy as a car, a remote control only a computer scientist can decode, sale price $388.88, regular price $398. The sale person looks dazed and very, very tired. Raincheck, please.

Back to “did you buy yourself anything?”

Folks, the best way to get something that you really want, don’t leave it up to your loved ones, pull out that billfold and buy it yourself. You will never be disappointed on Christmas morning, it always fits, it is always the right color, and it will always be what you wanted.

And the surprise element is still going to be there, because as we get older we usually forget what we bought and where we hid what we bought.

So, if you are lucky enough to find the gift you bought for yourself, then that should be enough surprise. I am still looking for some Christmas gifts I have hidden over the years.
Where is that dagnabbit watch, you know that battery died long ago or that N’Sync record, didn’t they break up?

The Christmas countdown has begun.

Take it from me, if you want to produce squeals of glee on Christmas morning, that foldable green stuff does the trick. HELLO, MR. BENJAMIN FRANKLIN!!!!