Greatest Day Of My Life

Greatest day of my life

Originally posted by Noelb: [ While there is a price difference, going to buy it in the US didn't seem to be worth the trouble in terms of shipping, customs, warranty issues and the after sales service. I am glad to read that you finally decided to purchase from a Canadian dealer.

My next question : Have you actually played the piano you "ordered"? While Yamaha pianos are often considered among the most consistent in manufacture within a given model, each piano is different in "personal" characteristics.

I would hope that if you have ordered a piano that you have not yet played, you have some sort of arrangement with the dealer that it will not only be prepped to performance standards but also voiced to your satisfaction when it arrives in the showroom. A piano that has been in the showroom for a few months and that has had multiple tunings and adjustments will need less attention during the "settling-in" period in your home than a newly-arrived instrument.

But perhaps you have just "ordered" one that was on the showroom floor, and this is all moot. Congratulations on your new piano!]

Greatest day of my life - idea very

The Best Days of Our Lives by ElrodW I count the steps the distance to The time when it was me and you is so far gone Another face another friend Another place another end but I'll hang on It's a winding road It's a long way home So don't wait for someone to tell you it's too late Cuz these are the best days There's always something tomorrow So I say let's make the best of tonight Yeah let's make the best of tonight Here comes the rest of our lives Best Days - Graham Colton Sunday, June 24, - Late Night Kayda's Home, South Dakota Danny Franks staggered into the kitchen looking haggard, and pain was evident on his face. Groans of agony punctuated the silence as his mom flipped on a light and then stared, wide-eyed and mouth agape, at her son. The boy recoiled from the ceiling light, holding his hand up over his face and turning away, while tears leaked down his cheeks. She winced as her hands felt soft, furry tissue above where his ears should have been, but biting her tongue, she said nothing at the evidence that Danny's changes were continuing. Softly stroking his tear-stained cheek, June hurried back to the kitchen and, since the opening between the two rooms was a large archway with no door to shield Danny from light and noise, turned off the main kitchen light, working instead from a dimmer light in the pantry. greatest day of my life.