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!