Does it really say December at the top of this post?

Where the heck did November go?

There must be some level of amnesiacs in Turkey, because I seriously have no idea where the past week went.

All I know is that I posted here seven days ago, and I think I said something along the lines of Black Friday being a bad idea for a pregnant woman.

Apparently, I’m incapable of following my own advice.

After cooking for two days straight, gorging myself with three plates of dinner and two helpings of dessert, I lapsed into a food coma pretty early on Thanksgiving day.

Then Ms. Peanut inside my belly decided to tap dance on my bladder at 3:45 in the morning.  After schlepping myself out of bed to pee, I figured why not go out.  I was already up.

Then I looked outside.  It was pouring rain.

The thermometer outside of our window read 37F degrees.

Pregnancy brain doesn’t always function in the wee hours of the night.

So I went out into the cold, wet and rainy night anyway.

However, let it be noted that I did use some discretion. I opted NOT to venture anywhere near the gnashing teeth and clawing arms of Wal-martians like I did last year.

Nope.  I took the safe(r) route and headed to Tar-jay, where the shoppers were surprisingly much less savage.  Not once did I fear for my life.

Here is the line outside of the store as I drove into the parking lot at 4:45am. The doors opened at 5am.

Yes, it was freezing.  Yes, it was raining.

Yes, I actually stood in that line that wrapped around the huge department store.

I did score some major bargains.  Although I have to say, I spent more time on Black Friday surfing the internet for deals than ever before.

I even repeated the scenario early Monday morning.  I woke up at 3-ish in the morning, hunkered down with my laptop in the dark, and hunted bargains in my Pj’s until the sun came up.

All in all, it was a successful week.  I have no idea where the time went, and I have heavy bags beneath my eyes,  but hey, at least most of my Christmas shopping is done.

Now that I can sleep I’m afraid to.  Next thing you know, I’ll wake up and it will be 2010.