First, I must thank all of you for your comments about G’s dad. I am now in Chicago and the family is doing as well as can be expected. Thank you.
In the meantime, I will be recapping some of my adventures from last week. First up, there was an appearance by my alter ego, The Harpist. My mom and I were asked to play at a holiday party.
That was me “warming up”. I usually refuse to practice and this time was no different. I’m more of a “fly by the seat of my pants” kind of girl when it comes to playing a harp job, especially when I’m only playing background music. However, if I were playing for a wedding or on stage I would have practiced my balls off.
My mom practices much more than I do.
She also dresses more festively.
After I told mom I’d start playing first (we were alternating through the night), she finally agreed to take some pictures of me.
I didn’t wear the scarf all night, but it was pretty cold when we first got there and apparently I was still wearing the scarf at this point.
And you’ll notice that I have no nail polish on…so very sad. That’s apparently some harpist rule. You can’t wear nail polish because it’s distracting. I did manage to put on a couple of coats of clear polish, though. Fortunately, this didn’t affect my ability to smile my balls off.
Mostly because these were the only “people” that heard us play:
Okay, well actually there were real humans there too and we got a lot of compliments (and some applause). It was a fun night and really fun to play a job with my mom!