Finally today I have some time (since ke affected are in bed: D) to tell a wild story with a happy ending (thank goodness) !
As we all know, the now spent 13 December 2008, at precisely 8:16 am, Cuorepallido (which I'd note) learned to be the lucky winner of art-juornal Elena, (the most beautiful in assolutooo! ke and I tell you I had first hand experience!)
After all the pleasantries of the case, the darling Elena on December 15 was prepared to send a beautiful handmade and still incredulous at un'ansiona Cuorepallido.
passed so, good good, slow, slow, four days, when our hero received a worried email from Helen, who asked her if she had received the package, at first it Cuorepallido worried, but then remembered that we were now close to Christmas, calmed down thinking it was a normal delay of Postal taaadaaaaà maaa ... ... foolish and naive our hearts, when Dec. 20 lesse una nuova mail della sua amica, preoccupante..no no anzi di più!! Scattò così il codice rosso: S.O.S. RECUPERO ART-JOURNAL.
Purtroppo il 20 dicembre era un triste sabato, e le poste erano di riposo, quindi il piano di recupero fu rimandato al lunedì seguente...
Dopo ben due notti insonni, il lunedì mattina all'alba, sotto le istruzioni ben dettagliate del Generale Elena, la nostra soldatessa Cuore, armata di elenco telefonico (di tanta pazienza...), telefono e coltello ben affilato, iniziò la lunga battaglia, ore ed ore di tutuuu-tutuuu ma nulla, the enemy does not respond, or had beaten his retreat was a tactic to confuse our heroine??
Tired of this expectation, at 12.00 on December 22, Cuorepallido the assault! Riding his trusty steed (actually nn is a horse, but has four wheels and green crayon ...) carries out its frantic race to the retreat of the enemy, many victims did on its way ... running ... running ... and Heart On reaching the enemy base, our friend is stationed, well hid well his fiery steed and accomplice of battle, and came sneaking behind the opponent ... that frightened eyes furious and bloody Heart, confessed: "address it's wrong," he cried poor, but our intrepid did not give any kind of torture and forced the enemy to surrender , becoming deliver the much awaited package!
At the end of the day, our heroine and her four-wheeled steed, running toward sunset clutching the finest trophy ever won in battle!
Fineschi so this fascinating story, told well, it seems of little stuff ... but I assure you that those days were endless and full of anguish and fear!
For photo-journal article, I refer you to the blog of Elena and those who had not yet seen, run, it's worth it!
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