Current mood:	amused
Current music:	Chanson dans la Nuit

skungy harps and french children
yeah, i know it's been a while. not a whole lot has happened. kevin and i went to a concert in dc about two weeks ago, but there was no chance to visit peoples. i had to show up early to help the harpist replace her feet, since she's so short. but the concert was fantastic! dotian lavalier (principle harpist with the national symphony orchestra) played with an organist and a couple other people. and she played freckles, a harp which i helped to make! i felt so proud, seeing the little boy up there on the stage with all those people looking at him and listening to him. but he wasn't a bit shy, he played right out and everyone heard him, even against the huge pipe organ. and then dotian insisted on taking me and kevin out to dinner, after which we had to drive down to richmond.

i spent last week in richmond, going to doctors and whatnot. i got to see arlie every day, which made me very very very happy. and i spent almost all of monday reading harry potter 6, which was great.

lately, all the harps we've been getting at work have been really dirty. inside and out. these people just don't take proper care of their harps and it pisses me off! i actually had a lyon and healy 23, which had huge black spots on the soundbox and the soundboard. i thought the harp had been burned or something. i used my magic potion to change that harp from black to amber. murphy's oil soap- works every time. except then most of the finish was gone, so i had to french polish it. but at least the harp is clean now!

my boss and i have decided that we're going to start charging double to work on skungy harps. because it takes longer. scraping crap out of gears and washing and waxing the wood is annoying. why can't these people clean their own harps?! what is wrong with harpists? you'd think they'd care that their instrument looks like crap....

thursday and friday night, i had to baby-sit the french kids again. the gilder who works for my boss is helane, and she's from france. so is her husband. they pretty much speak only french at home. their three kids, martane, eva, and pierre, speak french better than english. martan is 5 and he knows english fairly well, but eva hardly knows any (she's 3) and pierre hasn't learned how to talk yet. baby-sitting them was a challenge, to say the least. they kept forgetting that i don't know french and they'd just chatter away at me and i had no idea what they were saying. i spent most of my time with them completely confused and totally lost. but no one died and i got paid, so it was all good.

i'm supposed to be working on my paper right now. the paper that was due about two months ago... yeah. i'll get it done. eventually. maybe by the time i graduate.