Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- sweet silver bells It looks like I've finally been bitten by Ebay. Not bitten as in addicted to it (that happened long, long ago), but bitten as in I paid money and was never sent the item, and attempts to contact the seller have proven fruitless. Thankfully it's only for about seven bucks, but I'm going to pursue it and see if I can badger the guy into refunding my frigging money. Damnit, I really wanted the charm I was purchasing from him, too. Last night was our Christmas open house. We essentially quadrupled our attendance from last year by drawing 341 people. Not great, but a very nice little gathering. The two singing groups were great, especially the troop of madrigal singers from a local highschool. It was lovely to hear their voices echoing throughout the building, like chiming holiday bells. The weather has turned mildly threatening. Will we get snow? I hope I hope I hope. Better that than freezing rain, anyway. Tomorrow is payday, and I must do some Christmas shopping. 3:28 p.m. - 2003-12-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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