My Black Friday...

...consisted entirely of a trip to the liquor store at about 3pm and a trip to Target at about 8:30pm. Both completely uneventful.

Everyone's been talking about this Beaujolais Nouveau and I was a little stir crazy after sitting around in PJs half the day. Hence the trip to the liquor store. I'm not entirely familiar with my new neighborhood, but I found it easily enough. Seems like everything around here is pretty much in one of three or four places -- by the mall (that's Eden Prairie Center, not the Mall of America) or in one of a few different strips. EPC is the center of gravity here. The city of Eden Prairie is notoriously difficult to navigate, as it is not at all layed out in a simple grid-like fashion. The roads all have really similar names and most of them are circular and turn into another and back into themselves with no notice or warning. So if you get anywhere near the mall, chances are you will keep driving around and around it until you gather up a super burst of energy and shoot off your orbit.

We saw this here plunger at Target (we were not shopping for plungers) and my question to you is what do you think the handle of that plunger looks like? I think that plunger looks like the perfect joint xmas gift for Ang and Jeremy.

Apparently folks were camped out on Thanksgiving Black Friday Eve and lined up at EPC when it opened at 1am. Ridiculous.

I have managed to reduce my holiday shopping to the bare bones. Oh, okay, and we went on a Kohl's shopping spree last weekend. So my need to shop is pretty much non-existent.

My need to unpack boxes, however, is pressing. As this is a leisurely weekend, I've been leisurely about getting to it, choosing to copy all my CDs to my computer and catch up on podcasts instead. Until this morning when Missy assigned me the task of unpacking just one box. Just one. She's been out for about 45 minutes and here I sit in front of my laptop. As soon as I finish this, I swear I'm going downstairs. Seriously. Here I go.