Happy things: I'm trying

I got all my Christmas shopping finished. Is that a happy thing? It's a good thing. There are still a few things to make and the sewing machine has given up on doing straight and zigzag stitch (it prefers blind hemming and three-step zigzag) but I can borrow a machine easily. And all the presents I've got are wrapped and labelled.

While I was doing Christmas shopping I came across a gospel choir and I thought they sounded very good. That made me happy. From the escalators you would never have guessed that only four out of thirty or forty singers weren't white, it sounded like a churchload of black people had materialised out of America. But my mother said they weren't quite hitting the notes some of the time. I couldn't tell, it sounded fine to me. She's a barbershop singer so accuracy means everything to her; there are probably different requirements for gospel singers. Singing great numbers of notes pleases the Lord, and He can forgive those who miss a few :P