Rockstar

We made it to Utah this morning without any incident.  My mom and I went straight up to my accompanist's house to practice the piece for the funeral, and then we were at home for the evening.  We found this wig in my mom's stash, and told Mimi she looked like a rockstar.  She hopped up off the couch saying, "I rockstar!"

Brad and the older two girls non-rev'ed this morning, while Mimi and I had confirmed tickets.  Miracle of miracles, we not only got on the same flight, but sat in the same row--all 5 of us!  The people who were supposed to sit where Brad and Mac sat were delayed on their plane and missed their connection.  They were headed to Hawaii.  That's sad for them, but it was very fortunate for us.