Good Golly, Good Friday!  Shopping on a good, quiet, calm day and this Farm Wife just do not mix.  At all.  Yet, I am about to embark on something I have always said I would not do.  I am braving the masses and headed to Shreveport.  Yikes!

The things we will do for friends. It started out with a departure time of 6:00 am. Lorea has a doctor’s appointment, and wants to go and find towels for the bathrooms in the house they are building.  I need a few more supplies for Christmas gifts I am making.  If Lorea just hadn’t looked at all those sale fliers in yesterday’s newspapers… it is now 3:15 am.  I am up.  I am dressed.  Lorea is on her way.  Sigh…

But I will make the best of it.  Before I even walk out the door, I will offer up prayers for our safety and sanity (actually, those started yesterday).  While in the waiting room, I will take my Busy Bag, filled with knitting and embroidery projects I want to get done.  I will wear my tennis shoes, so I can move, dart, dodge and barrel through quickly.  I will keep my sense of humor.  I will be kind.  I will keep a smile in place.  I will keep my words soft, and my tone of voice sweet.  I will tell the sales clerks what a great job they are doing.  I will not cuss.  I will not get frustrated.  I will not let the inner monster off its leash. 

The best part of it all is that there will be lunch.  Knowing Lorea and me, our stomachs start rumbling around 10:30, and we do really good to hang in there until around 11.  At that early time, most restaurants haven’t gotten busy, so we should be able to get in and enjoy our lunch, without having to hurry.  Much.  The only drawback is that we usually like to eat at Johnny’s Pizza Buffet, which means we will have to also compete with the other diners for our lunch.  But if we time it right, we will leave for home directly after we eat. That is, if we don’t think of five other things we ‘need’ to do – which is what we usually do.

For those who are braving the Black Friday crowds, I wish you well.  May you find exactly what you need at the first store you walk into, get an excellent deal, and still have time to go home, take a nap, and enjoy the rest of your day.  And if you happen to see a hairy monster dragging a leash and running rampant through the aisles, would you please capture it?  He belongs to me and will need to be put back in his cage.  Pronto.

Wish us luck!

Julie Murphree is a blogger, newspaper columnist, and speaker on all things ‘Living a Simple Life on the Farm’. She is the author of \\\'The Farm Wife – Living a Simple Life on the Farm. She and her husband have 60 acres in NW Louisiana where they actively work on living as sustainable as possible.


  1. Yep! They ARE your monsters! And cute ones at that. Need me to weave you some leashes for all of ’em??? 🙂

  2. LOL, I saw that picture of the sheep before I realized this was a Farm wife post and thought, “That group of sheep look just like my sheep.”. DUH! Those ARE my monsters!!!

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