Not-So-Blue Skies

 Featuring:

Express tunic, NY & Co. jeggings, H&M belt, Kenneth Cole boots

Today (and the rest of the week) might be rainy and gray, but my weekend was far from dull or dreary.

Friday night we had Family Dinner, a new weekly tradition that started last week when I made 3lbs of homemade macaroni and cheese. We did it potluck style and ate like kings, but drank like peasants (I can't wait until 4 Loko is off the mini mart shelves forever). My favorite dish was baked brie with apricot marmalade and pecans. I could seriously eat that every day.

the beginnings of Peter's Pasta Puttanesca

Then on Saturday I went to my friend's senior recital and laid outside enjoying the sunshine before going downtown to see Eatliz and Consider the Source. Which was, amazing. I danced for at least 3 hours straight to some of the best live music I have ever heard. Lee Triffon is the baddest biatch on the block - anyone who performs in Jeffrey Cambell shoes gets an A+ in my book. And John Ferrara is the most humble and friendly musician ever (not to mention adorable and a killer bassist).