Cyber Monday is right behind Black Friday! And I mean behind in its behavior, as well as in its timing.
America can relax. There’s no need to take a day off for Cyber Monday and no need to sneak in your personal cyber shopping while at work. It appears that Cyber Monday extended its hours, just like this year’s Black Friday. Many sites have already announced that their sales will run for the entire week. Aren’t you relieved?
If you’re worried about what you missed during the Black Friday sales, relax—you might hit better deals today, on Cyber Monday, or as I like to call it Cyber Week. Besides, this year some of you won’t even need to click. All it will take is to tell Alexa or Google Assistant what you want and they will do the rest! Amazing isn’t it?
Let’s face it, it’s the shopping season. So why bother with titles? Black Friday, Cyber Day, Cyber Week… America is shopping. Period! And that means money is flowing into stores across the nation. Experts anticipate that Cyber Monday is going to bring in 6.6 billion dollars this year. Wow!
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Pray With Me
As soon as I agreed to do Christmas, and I mean the whole nine-yards, I began planning it in my mind. I find that if I coordinate the delivery of the trees and the installation of the 3000 lights four days apart, my trees enjoy some time to acclimate to their new environment. When you think about the traumatic journey they go through before they arrive at my house—we cut them, drag them out of the forest, we smoosh them, bind them, and throw them into a truck. Then, when they are delivered, we get cruel as we put the trees through more trials—we screw them to stands so they stand straight and won’t move. It’s a lot for a tree. So, before I attack my trees with lights, ornaments, and icicles, I let them recover—I water them twice a day and hope they will open their branches as if they were still out in the forest.
But, before all of this, I do some preparation. I get my ornaments in order. Two days ago I went to the basement and pulled out the holiday boxes, twenty-one in all, and carried them up the stairs to the main floor. I moved all the chairs away from my dining table, covered it with a table pad and started to organize my exquisite collection of jesters. I had to take the time and carefully iron some of them to smooth out the wrinkles. With so many jesters and such a big tree, it is helpful to have them grouped and organized, so when the time comes to hang them, I can spread them evenly throughout the tree branches, making the tree look balanced and beautiful.
We buy our trees from the same gentleman for over twenty years. He delivers the tress to our house and puts them in a stand. Yesterday morning I called the tree man to reserve and schedule the delivery of my trees, as I do every year. However, the conversation didn’t go as I’d expected. Though the voice resembled the voice I’m familiar with, and the man confirmed that I was talking to Rick, something didn’t sound right. I quickly realized I was speaking with the tree man’s son, whose name is also Rick, but Jr. The call which should have taken just a few minutes turned into a thirty minute conversation, as Rick Jr. told me that six months ago his father had been in a car accident and has been in a rehab center ever since. Rehab has always sounded promising to me, but after I heard all the details, I doubted my tree man would ever deliver me a tree again.
As I shared the news with my husband, I finally let my emotions out, and tears rolled down my face. My husband’s devastation upon hearing the news was apparent. . A few hours later, he approached me, “Maybe we should skip the trees this year,” he said.
“I’m glad you are saying this. I feel the same way.”
“It’s just odd after all these years to have someone else deliver and set up the trees.”
“I know. Without the tree man, it’s not the same. I can’t imagine someone else bringing our trees… not even his son.”
“You’re right,” my husband said.
“I’ll still make your holiday special,” I said to him as I envision my house saturated with poinsettias and my grand piano covered with my collection of jesters.
Pray with me for my tree-man.
It was only a few days ago when I announced that I was going bonkers…at least with the business side of my life. I promised you a promotion that you would not be able to pass up. It was in Blog #40, Going Bonkers With Promotion.
The very next day, in Blog #42, Be My Guest, I revealed that I was opening up my blog page to guest bloggers and invited anyone who wished to publish a blog to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. In less than a few hours, I received two requests from people who were interested in blogging on my page…wow!
However, while Be My Guest is a promotion, it’s only part of what I planned on doing this year. Like I said, I am going bonkers this year!
I bet that you took advantage of the big sales and you are now done with most of your shopping. Now it’s time to relax and grab the real bargains—the free things! What I’m saying is that I’m going to give you my book for free.
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It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Happy Holidays!
Crowds are not my thing—they don’t work well with my claustrophobia.
Back in October, in Blogs #7 and #12, I shared with you my claustrophobia and some of the difficulties that come with it—specifically, my stress when flying. The truth is there are plenty more difficult environments to handle with this condition—movie theaters, concerts—anything where there are big crowds.
Did I say enough? I bet you’ve got the picture by now. Unless they are online, Black Friday sales are not some place you will find me.
It’s more than my claustrophobia that keeps me away from these kinds of sales. It was a long time ago when I realized that by the end of the day, I spend more money shopping on big sales days than if I would shop off-sale. Big sales give me the impression that everything is such a bargain—who in their right mind can leave these goods on the shelves? Not me, of course. How about you?
Also, I’m disturbed by the way in which Black Friday sales affect the Thanksgiving holiday.
Years ago Black Friday offered great sales only on Friday, during the store’s regular business hours. However, because of the attractive deals, inventory would sell out quickly, often within a few hours. Shoppers were willing to arrive before the store opened and line up to guarantee they’d get the best deals. Soon, lines formed as early as the middle of the night. Before we knew it, businesses understood the potential sales and made shopping more convenient as they extended store hours and opened their doors to the public earlier… and I mean a day earlier. First, it was 8 o’clock the evening of Thanksgiving when you could start your shopping, and next you could start your Black Friday shopping on Thanksgiving morning. Wow, if that’s not generous of the stores… Of course many people were tempted and skipped the tradition of the Thanksgiving holiday, leaving it and often some loved ones behind.
And so do the stores. By extending their hours, they pull employees from their families and homes as well from the tradition so that they can staff the cash registers.
Where were you yesterday? With family and friends at home, or shopping?
My Kitchen Is On Fire
No need to call 911, but some sympathy would help.
This week has been beyond hectic. Although I’m going to bed late and getting up early, I’m still behind. You could say that I have too much on my plate—I doubt I can list everything that I’m dealing with nowadays. My head is spinning. I wish I could just stop for a second and reprioritize my list…maybe even shed a thing or two. New studies show that a person can’t effectively do multiple things at the same time—you can, but you won’t perform at your best handling more than one task at the time… I better get the hint...
Although I prepared my delicious Cornish Hens and my mom’s Drunken Cranberry Sauce yesterday, this morning I stepped into my kitchen at 7:00. I cooked the two parts of the green bean casserole and combined them. I also made my to-die-for butternut squash soup, which I shared in my Blog #22. Oh and let’s not forget the two desserts I made. And I still have plenty to do.
It is almost 1:30; I’m thankful that my guests will not arrive until 5:00—I need the time between now and then to finish my to-do list.
It feels as if not only my kitchen is on fire but also that I’m burning at both ends.
With this said, I better cut it short! But not before I send my wishes your way.
I wish you and your family a Happy Thanksgiving, filled with love and joy. May this holiday tie you to the tradition and bring you happiness.
More to come,
Be My Guest
Thanksgiving is here. We give thanks—or as I say we thank, share and we give. We tend to leave history behind and focus on the day—eating, watching football, and shopping.
I’m not that different than others. I follow the crowds—ignorant of the history and more so sticking to the tradition of Thanksgiving. My mind is busy with the menu, cooking and preparing for my guests. I’m running around the house, trying to clean up neglected areas, working against the clock to be ready for the holiday.
While I don’t see an end to my list, I’m looking for a way to make this Thanksgiving special. I’m not talking about food—I’m seeking to incorporate things that have meaning to me and others. My creativity is always on—not only in writing but also in my actions.
This year, I would like to give the opportunity to anyone out there who wishes to publish a blog. Starting today until the end of the year, I’ll open up my blog page to guest bloggers. Meaning, you write and I’ll post it on my blog page—a great opportunity to voice your opinions and easily increase your visibility as my website gets an average of 5000 visitors a week. All you need to do is email me your blog at firstname.lastname@example.org. While at times blogging sounds like an attractive and an easy task, and this is a free opportunity, please keep in mind that I’m not interested in posting any blogs containing political, sexual, or any other topics I deem to be inappropriate.
Like I said, it’s a free opportunity to share your writing with others.
So why not take advantage!
Going Bonkers With Promotion
At this special time of year, I tend to write less and spend more time on marketing and public relations. I feel that my readers might benefit from getting closer to my desk and take advantage of my creative promotions.
Each year I craft my promotion differently so it aligns with what’s going on in the world. If you recall, last year I donated the proceeds from my book sales to replant trees in Tennessee after the devastating fires that started the day before Thanksgiving.
So far, this year has been remarkable for my career. My first book, Pinnacle Lust, continues to sell—better than previous years. I’m also about to complete my second book in the Pinnacle series. In addition, I’m working on a new cookbook, and let’s not forget the intense blog series, 80 Days To New Years, which includes 80 daily blogs that I took upon myself. To top it off, six months ago, I began the process of establishing a new company to manufacture my divine crackers.
Hmmm… Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think 2017 has been a good year overall. The economy has stabilized, the stock market is doing more than just well, and the job market is gaining strength.
Like I’ve said before, I’m not a big fan of marketing gimmicks that offer freebees of any kind—especially not when it comes to books. But with this kind of a year I’m doing the unexpected. While you may think I’m going bonkers, I doubt that you will pass up this opportunity.
This year’s promotion will begin tomorrow and will continue until I decide to end it—I told you, you might think I’m going bonkers!
Why wait for Black Friday?
I am Jewish (by all means)—born and raised. My husband, on the other hand, is not. Though I must say, I’m often overwhelmed by his knowledge about the Old Testament. The love he has for dreidels and potato latkes is astonishing. And yet, I have to remind him that he is not Jewish.
“But look,” he always says, “I’ve been circumcised.”
“I see that,” I tell him, “but that’s not enough.”
“You mean the size?” He laughs.
“No silly. I mean it’s not enough to make you Jewish,” I say to him as I blush.
Still, we celebrate in our household both holidays, the Jewish and the Christian, which means our home gets more than just a handful of festive events. However, since our youngest child has left the nest, holidays don’t have as much significance in our lives as they used to. Sadly, now it’s seldom that we even celebrate any holidays.
It was up until about six years ago that I spent an ample amount of time decorating the house for the holidays. For years I managed to put up two beautiful Christmas trees alongside a remarkable collection of menorahs and plenty of colorful dreidels. My trees were incessantly something to talk about—two live, full, tall trees, with hundreds of white and shiny lights. One displayed my unique collection of colorful, handmade jesters, which my husband started to collect for me when we got married. The second tree was a bit smaller, yet splendid—dressed in colorful red, silver, gold, and green metallic ornaments. The taller tree took center stage in the foyer, where the high ceiling naturally compliments such a large tree. The other’s place was in the family room where big windows played tricks on the eyes, giving the illusion as if there were trees all around you.
“You put up the most beautiful trees I’ve ever seen. Thank you,” my husband said each year.
A few days ago, my dear husband approached and asked, “Do you mind if we do Christmas this year?”
“You mean dinner?” I asked.
“No. Trees…and dinner.”
“Of course,” I said to him, feeling as if we were about to live life again.
Time to get the boxes of ornaments from the basement.
Are you ready for the holidays? What do you have in mind for decorations this year? Do the holiday activities kick the energy back in your life and make you feel alive?
Happy holidays to all of you.
Drunken Cranberry Sauce
Even after working so closely with a Michelin trained chef, like Chef Johannes Klapdohr, turkey is still not my thing—definitely not the leftovers from it. No matter what I do to this bird, or what recipe I follow, for me, turkey will never be a gourmet meal. For the last two decades, I’ve prepared a turkey for Thanksgiving. I’ve dressed it, fried it, braised it, stuck a can of beer in it, talked to it—I’ve tried every recipe that came my way, and still, the bird was dry and tasteless. If you’re like me and you cook a turkey just because your family and guests are expecting you to, here is what I do to save the day, and get compliments for the boring bird I serve. I use my mother’s delicious recipe for cranberry sauce that will revive any turkey—it will make it more than just edible. Actually, I’ve shared this recipe in the past and received many thank-you comments and emails about it. So why not share it again? Who knows how many kept the recipe or just didn’t see it…
I use this cranberry sauce with other birds like Cornish hens, chicken, duck, and even ham. Some members of my family just spread it on a slice of bread or even eat it with a spoon.
Mom’s Drunken Cranberry Sauce
1 bottle of Ruby Port
1 ½ cups sugar
2 cups (1 pkg) fresh cranberries, rinsed
1 tbsp. frozen concentrated orange juice (do not dilute)
1 ½ tbsp. fresh ginger—grated
4 medium garlic cloves, minced
Place the wine and sugar in a pot. Bring to a boil until sugar dissolves, stirring occasionally.
Add the rest: cranberries, orange juice, ginger and garlic.
Cook over low-medium heat until reduced to 3 cups.
Press the mixture through a fine sieve over a bowl.
Add the residual from the sieve back into the strained mixture.
Place in a nice serving bowl, cover and refrigerate for 24 to 48 hours before serving.
The good news is, if you end up preparing this sauce, it doesn’t matter what the big bird tastes like, as the cranberry sauce will do the trick.
Feeling The Blues
I love everything about food—eating it, preparing it, writing about it and creating it! Period!
I bet I’m not the only one.
While this hobby can get expensive, it also can be a challenge to your health. People like me, who are prone to gaining weight easily, should be watching everything that goes in their mouths. Like I often say, I can gain weight just by seeing food—I really don’t need to eat it.
It’s now been five days since I started my diet—and I’m miserable. While following a specified diet makes it a bit easier, I still miss my food.
The loss of a few pounds in five days has not encouraged me as we all know that the first few pounds are nothing but water weight. It will be a long time before the first pound of real fat will melt.
Patience is the key—sadly, it’s not really my strongest characteristic.
Many people say that weighing yourself daily does not have a good effect as weight often fluctuates—many variables, not necessarily fat, influence weight. Aside from the theory, my scale calls my name every morning. At times, when the hand doesn’t go in the right direction, it will yell at me. The scale for me is a tool to remind me that dieting is not an overnight sensation—it is more of a long process that will eventually turn into a lifestyle.
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