
I think we had about 70 people come and go through the gallery while we were there. It was very crowded at times. I met a lot of great artists and art buyers. Ryan and I both enjoyed the evening.

Liz and Elizabeth came out to see me. I think they ended up having to hike a ways and eventually got a cab on the recommendation of a guard at the capital. I feel really bad that they went through all that but it was wonderful to see some faces I knew. I really appreciate them coming! Elizabeth was a little doll!

One of the band members of the group that was supposed to play was sick so they didn't come but there was a very talented guitarist/mandolin player/ukelele player who entertained us and the gallery owner played a little as well. About the *ahem* painting over the musician's shoulder, thankfully little Elizabeth said, "I can't tell what that is a painting of." And all the mothers breathed a sigh of relief.

The gallery owner told me he wants me to add another piece so I'll be doing that this week. I am also going to call my wood sculpting/fine furniture maker uncle and see if he'll make some frames for me. That would really be great if I can get him to. Now I just have to figure out how to bribe him.

The miracle of the night happened when we put Sophie in Grandma's car and she cheerfully said goodbye, happy as a lark. As they pulled away we could see her little hand stuck up over the seat waving goodbye. I wish I could have a picture of that. It was rather comical. If you know Sophie you know cheerfully leaving mom and dad is a bonified miracle. She had a great time at grandma's that night.