Black Friday

So my husband loves Black Friday, he reads the paper, figures out where the best sales are and what he wants to get then out he goes as early in the morning as he can. This year he decided to go with his new BFF, Micheal. So he headed out later, as I guess Micheal is a late riser.

So, as my husband does not work today, I was so happy to get a tree and get started on the Christmas Decorating. He is usually home by 10 on black Friday so I have him the whole day. But not this year. He said he would be back by noon, so the kids and I played Christmas music really loud danced around, got decorations out, Can you say lots of boxes of stuff. And waited. And Waited. He was a no show.

So we began the calling. Each kid would call and ask when he was coming home. We would hang up after he said he was hurrying but did not know when he would be home. Then the next kid would call. At 2:00 I had to put the babies down for a nap. He got home at 2:30. So then we had to wait until they woke up to get our tree. So we waited. I got sick of waiting and went down to the tree lot by myself to pick out a tree. I came back and told Hubby which one to buy. He could not trust himself to go alone, we still had sleeping kids.

Finally we got to go and when we got there.... they were closed. At five thirty on black Friday. Seriously. We were bumbed out. The kids are mad at dad for shopping all day and ruining our plans. Dad reminds them we have all day tomorrow to decorate. I mean who closes their tree lot at five? Crazy. Anyways still no tree, and all the decorations are out in the living room and all over the kitchen table. It is a mess that I will have to endure until tomorrow when we will put it all up. Till then ta ta.