Tomorrow, we feast. The day after, we decorate and celebrate. Today, we gear up.

I’m going to brave the supermarket. (I already hear you, Jenn: WHAT THE HECK AM I THINKING?!). Jenn went to Wal*Mart yesterday and tweeted her survival, which received no small amount of heckling from me.

That’s okay. At least I’m staying in on Black Friday. The excuse of Unemployment and all that. (Actually, I just think the rest of you are crazy, so while you’re out in the crowds and the cold, I’ll be snug as a bug in a rug. And when I wake up, and you’re still standing in line, I’ll be drinking some hot coffee or cocoa while still in my jammies… Please tell me you aren’t like The People Of Wal*Mart and going out in your jammies. Please just give me that!).

Today I’m going to bake Pumpkin Spice cookies. Today I’m setting up my Nutcracker Village. Today I’m lighting my “Let It Snow” Yankee candle. Today I’m putting a log on the fire and baking up the first batch of my family’s old secret recipe, Holiday Doo-Dads (you know it by it’s current name, Chex Party Mix… but my recipe’s different. And more delicious. Just sayin’…)

And today I’m singing Christmas music. Loudly. In fact, I may broadcast it all the way across the states and then some. I do love me some Connick and Bocelli!

Today is the last day of the season before the Season. Every moment in the last few weeks has been pointing an arrow to tomorrow, flashing their neon signs screaming “THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE! THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!” And I’ll be no exception.

We’ve got the meal planned down to the minute so we won’t miss a minute of the Packers-Lions game. And while I’m usually a Lions fan, I’m always a Packers fan, so I’ll be dressed in Green and Yellow and cheering with all the other Cheeseheads of the nation.

Friday is our annual Day After Thanksgiving Decorating Party. That’s a whole ‘nother blog for later.  Right now, I think I’m all blogged out for the day.

In the words of someone famous (although right now, I don’t know who). “I’ve got places to go and people to see.”

And Franky, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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