The Holiday Spirit in the U.S.A.

I just saw Jeremy off to work for Black Friday, and it I can't help but feel bitter that someone else's consumerist greed is pulling my husband out of bed before dawn so they can make extra money on cheap goods brought in from China. I'm angry that he had to go to work on Thanksgiving only to go to bed right after dinner so he could be up in time for the next morning. He had no less than five customers ask him why he was at work on Thanksgiving. His response? "So I can answer your question, my good sir."
  It doesn't have to be this way. We can shop at a local store, buy online, or make gifts ourselves. I will not buy holiday gifts from stores that make their employees jump through these early morning hoops with out a bonus. These corporations are making money off the tired backs of their workers, who in turn see no benefit.
  I am disgusted by the people who pile their fat pampered asses into their giant SUV's with heated seats so they can stand in line after line to acquire more and more STUFF only hours after they proclaimed to be thankful for what they already had. Thankfulness is just a formality in this country, and that makes my stomach churn.

Fall is Coming

Usually this time of year I'm really sad about the weather changing because that means my garden is dead until next spring. While I was looking around in the yard for hidden eggs, I was really surprised to find my tomatoes and peppers thriving. I picked five peppers and there are hundreds of tomatoes still turning red and the vines were flowering. I think it's time to figure out how to move the little greenhouse over the giant tomato bed to see if we can get fresh tomatoes during the winter. Great experiment, huh?
  Little things like this make me really excited for the possibilities that might be out there. Could I grow lemons here? Or bananas? When we can get a heated greenhouse, how far can we take our homesteading here in the middle of this little city? Perhaps this winter will be more productive than I thought.