With every passing day I'm becoming Archie Bunker.
(I said that to my kids once and they said Who?
I'm grumpy, I'm opinionated, I'm resistant to change and I tend to wax longingly for the past.
At Thanksgiving dinnner my older teenager children eagerly detailed their plans for Black Friday. Try as I might to get them to My Merry Christmas I'm unsuccessful and they had no real idea that Black Friday as they used to know it is no longer.
In years past I was content to get the kids up at 4am and head out the door with them to do some people watching and to go out to breakfast somewhere. I used to think that as a Dad that made me hip.
But this year when the retailers crossed the threshold of midnight on Thursday to start their sales I put my foot down. I'll do 4am. But midnight? No way.
Besides, we've long past the point where the main reason I went was because I had a drivers license. I've got...