Forget Black Friday

I have to admit, that when I woke up this morning and looked at my blog feed, I was less than excited to catch up on blogging.  Blog after blog featuring black Friday deals, and shopping guides.  Since I believe in full disclosure, I want to tell you right now that there are a few types of posts I will skip over 96% of the time:

1) Fashion posts.  I don't give a flip about what most of you think is fashionable.  If Audrey Hepburn would laugh at you if you asked her to wear it, I'm probably going to laugh at you as well.

2) "My must-have" posts.  Truth be told, I've considered doing one of these, because they're easy.  However, they bore me.  I don't need your opinion on every beauty product at Ulta.  Really, I just don't.

3) Shopping guides.  Yup, top 3 for dreaded types of posts.  I am not a good shopper.  I hate it, and thus I don't plan it, I just suck it up and go.  I know that I have a lot of friends who really enjoy Christmas shopping, and planning, and picking the "right" gifts, but that simply is not my style.  I buy my dad the same thing every year.  I almost always get my brother something from Best Buy.  My mom is tricky, but a woman, so as long as it's pretty she usually likes it.  For everyone else, I usually find things here or there, and then have a 50% shot at remembering to wrap and distribute them.  So really, your shopping guides just remind me of what Christmas failure looks like.  Maybe next year I'll try harder.

So instead, I want to talk about an industry that really deserves far more credit this time of year than what it gets.

The toilet paper industry.

If we really stop to think about it, is there really a more important invention at this time of year, except perhaps the flushing toilet?  After a nice big meal yesterday, I remembered to give thanks for the wonderful bounty of soft and strong toilet paper, and the 24 hour stores that sell it.  When I mentioned to my parents that I feel a strong love for the toilet tissue this time of year, my mom suggested black Friday be renamed brown Friday.


...Too mcuh?  I thought it was hilarious.  Because this is what my family jokes about.  We find fake farts hilarious too.  Not real ones, though.  We're 3rd grade style, that way ;-).