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The Big Chill

New Year's Eve, my husband, The Gryphon and I partied with friends at The White Rabbit's place, who was hosting his annual party.


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Final Philcon Moments

I didn't get a chance to finish writing about Philcon before the holidays, so here goes. When we woke up Sunday morning, The Gryphon was clearly not well. He told me that he had a sore throat, and he could barely talk. "Would you mind if I stayed home?" he asked.


The truth is, I would rather have had him with me, because I always love to spend time with him, and the weekends are our only real opportunity. I had to agree, though, that he should stay home and rest. After all, we had a long week coming up, including a trip to see my parents and the rest of my family for Thanksgiving. Since he didn't think he could go to Philcon and not talk, he thought he should stay home.


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Happy 2008!

I spent much of the early part of the day on New Year's Eve getting ready for the party at The White Rabbit's house. This meant putting together the food we were taking, packing an overnight bag, and loading it all in the car.


In addition, I did my regular afternoon assignment, worked in a couple dog walks and a session of Dance, Dance Revolution, knowing I was likely to splurge at the party.


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SF Luau

I've always been jealous of my friends who have LJ blogs, because of the interactivity it allows. So, on the advice of a fellow writer I met at Philcon, I'm going to start mirroring my blog entries from Musings: An Online Journal of Sorts.


Once again, The Gryphon and I were invited to be panelists at Philcon, held this year in the Sheraton Philadelphia City Center Hotel at 17th and Race Streets.


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