This morning I grabbed my vat o’ coffee and bolted out of the door at 6AM. Which was late by my estimation. I’ve never done the whole “shop on Black Friday thing.” I KNOW! How did I make it to my mid-to-late 40’s without this experience. I mean, I had heard about it. But was too chicken to try it.
My only planned stop was Bed, Bath, and Beyond, to take advantage of their “20% off your entire purchase extravaganza.” Because Fiddlemama’s cookware was looking rather sad. And I’m a new Calphalon believer. So, I was all “Merry Christmas to Mama!” Ho, ho, ho.
I didn’t feel the least bit guilt ridden, as the rest of the people in this house benefit GREATLY from my cooking. And a good cook needs good tools.
I can justify nearly anything.
It’s a gift.
I did end up in A.C. Moore’s with a 50% off coupon (plus my 10% Teacher Card) to pick up a little something for the kids. Because I’m not heartless. And then I sauntered into Wal Mart to see what the fuss was about. I walked out of there with two cartons of milk. And my dignity. Regular price.
I plan on making this a yearly event. Any tips? Ideas? What kind of finds did you all score?