Dad´s visit and the first days of Carnival

A magical week with Dad here. One I will remember for the rest of my life. I couldn´t be more fortunate to have such a man as my father.

Dad left on Saturday morning. After a good cry and a nap I went out with Silvia to a Carnival parade in her little town. It was such a bizarre and funny mixture of old sweet traditions and wild modern humor. Elections are comming up here in Galicia, so they had an Obama theme for the parade....

Then Later that night I was woken up at 1 in the morning and convinced to go out with my pal the Magician.... I threw on my costume again and had a crazy night... out till 8am wandering the city and meeting tons of new people :)

Happy as a clam. Another perfect week :)

This weekend I experienced true romance -- it included: chocolate chip cookies, cheese,wine, hours of foot massages, gymnastics, gyspy music, giggles snuggles and juggling.

Then Monday I went to a going away party for one of my bandmates :( a few of us tried to play some music but it all sounded AWFUL. I´m talking painfully, earbleedingly awful. I wanted to go home and cry but it´s a good thing I didnt. Someone asked me if I could give them a lesson on the spoons, which turned into a group lesson, which turned into a whole roomfull of people banging away on everything they could see with whatever they could reach. Then we threw in a few instruments and it got even better (or worse depending on whether you asked one of us or one of the neighbors....) at one point someone yelled, "STOP! ..... SWITCH!!" and everyone passed whatever instrument they were holding to the person next to them :) we carried on like this until 3 or 4am, with people occasionally singing on top of the chaotic noise or reciting poetry. It was really really fun.

And Dad´s comming tomorrow night!!!!!!!! I´m soooOOooooOOoOOooooo OO ooooOO excited to see him!!! -Life is sweet-

Playing tonight with some of the girlies....

well here´s some photos of the band minus a few. I have some actual ´footage´ on my video camera, but I have to buy some kind of chord to connect my camera to the computer.... so we´ll see how that goes.... in the meantime.... here´s some pics.

Tonight was SOOOOOOO fun. We got there and the bartender seemed a little skeptical about letting us play, but by the end he was insisting that we sing another song, even though it was past closing time :)

And thankgod for that cause tonight was my SECOND night in a row being stood up. ugh, when will I learn.

but it all worked out perfectly in the end because we played great and then we went to another session which ended in a deep philosophical and political debate -- my favorite! ;)

Friday was hilarious... awkward, painful at times, but in retrospect, hilarious. The session was fun, then afterwards we went to another bar where I was confronted with all the ghosts of romantic interests´past. Not only were all my ex/current crushes there, but when I walked out of the bathroom.... they were all standing outside the door....dancing....together. Mind you, I didn´t even know they were going to be at this bar, nor did I know that they even knew eachother--and I especially wouldn´t have expected that they would be DANCING together.... but what can you do? (besides a little shimmy as you pass by them ;)

So the precursor to this story is that when I was here in the summer with my dad and brother, we were all playing in a session and one of the aforementioned men (we´ll call him Mr X) apparently leaned over to someone else in the group and made a (flattering) but inapropriate comment about my chest.... everyone tried to shush him and look away until someone finally said, "don´t you know that Molly speaks Spanish?? and her Dad even better??!!"

....So fast forward to current day. Here I was in this bar, and I walked over to my good ol´friend Gon. We were chatting and laughing when up walked Mr X..Behind us was the infamous magician with some `lady friend´ of his and to our other side was another one of my objects of affection.... Granted, everyone had had too much to drink, but somehow it didn´t seem to ease the discomfort when Gon blurted out " Hey Molly!! THIS IS THE GUY WHO SAID THAT THING ABOUT YOUR TITS! " .....

I generally pride myself on being someone capable of easing awkward situations and making people feel comfortable--- but in this instance I failed. What followed was about 3 minutes of people alternating their gaze from their feet to the ceiling (myself included) while murmuring and sputtering things like ,"so..........." or "heh, anyways....." followed by more silence.

So that was friday.

Saturday I was stood-up and spent the night (all dressed up to go to the theater) on my couch eating pizza and corn nuts and watching Episodes of ´House´. ...I have it down to a science now. At the 15minute mark Dr. House wrongly diagnoses the patient, by 33 minutes he discovers the problem and comes up with an unthinkable cure, by 41 minutes, the patient is completely cured and the last two minutes of the show are shots of Dr. House alone in his living room playing the piano and looking listlessly into the distance......

I´d say its time for me to make some new friends :)