Sunday Something

Sunday night Preeya and Dave came over for dinner. It started because Friday night Abe and I bought a new Homie and it looked like a Homie Preeya. Darn, I can't believe I didn't take a picture of it. Also, I wanted an excuse to make the Matzo-Crusted Chicken Cutlets I saw in Martha Stewart Living.

The cutlets did not work out. It's a whole long story about making my own matzo bread. I ended up just using bread crumbs to coat the tenderized chicken and baking it with slices of garlic and olive oil. I roasted some brussell sprouts, made a salad, and cooked some rice in the rice cooker. I felt like a mom making a real home-cooked meal.

I started eating and then tried to clean it up so I could take a photo

Then we had dessert.

Then Preeya played the tromboner.

Abe wanted to sign her to a record deal.

60th Easter Optima Weekend

This weekend was very fun and exciting not only because it was Easter (very exciting), but because it was my dad's 60th birthday AND I got a new car - a Kia Optima (I put 2 transmission replacements in my old car and since the transmission was dying again it was time give up).

Friday night I hopped in the car with Abe and my cousin Eddie. We left at 7:25pm and made it up to Shrewsbury by 10:40 - and that was with 1 stop for food and gas! You need to be incredibly impressed by that timing.

We pulled into my parents' driveway and from the front walk I could hear Patsy Cline's "Crazy" playing from inside. When you hear that song at my parents' house you know the karaoke machine is on in full effect.

Abe and Eddie try to ease into the raging party.

Zeke is exhausted and dying for everyone to go home.

They might still party like rock stars even when the karaoke machine starts smoking and shuts down, but you are reminded it's a 60th birthday party when my dad shares his eye glasses with Richard so he and my mom can read Rod Stewart lyrics.

Saturday was filled with tv, eating Easter candy, rain, early bird dinner at JP's Restaurant, watching Moonstruck, and drinking rum & Coke at Dave and Brit's house.

Sunday was Easter (yay!) and involved more eating.

This is the third holiday in a row where Eddie was left to finish dinner alone while the rest of us got started on dessert.

Getting Paper Dolls Drunk and Facial Optical Illusions

This weekend was a friend-filled good time. Dennis came into town on Saturday to look at apartments. We hung out off and on during the day while I ran errands like selling clothes at Buffalo Exchange, and he ran back and forth from one potential roommate situation to another.

On Saturday night Dennis and I met up with Fitz, Tim, Sam and Chelsea at The Habitat and from there we hit up Alligator Lounge 2 (formerly Lost and Found Bar) and The Pencil Factory. Fitz' nephew had sent him a school project in the mail. It was a paper doll named "Flat Kyle" and Fitz' job was to take photos of Kyle hanging out all over NYC.

Poor Kyle had to grow up too fast.

On Sunday adorable Andy and Maria invited a whole slew of friends over for brunch. It was really nice to laugh and eat delicious food for 4 hours. I learned that Maria once went through a phase in her life where she was terrified of dead dolphins washing ashore.

They made little mini frittatas in a cupcake tin.

Luckily she overcame that fear and can now bake incredible things like this:

Most delicious thing ever.

...Andy had to take over the cutting.

Preeya made a weird face for some reason and Andy pointed out that she looked like the old lady in that "Is it an old lady or young girl?" illusion.

Preeya put in a lot of effort to look like a witch - this is not even close to her normal, beautiful face.

By Sunday evening I was ready for more food so, after reading a few chapters of The Beach and dozing off with my little Paws cat, I met Dennis at our favorite Greenpoint Polish restaurant.

Our fave appetizer - potato pancakes with smoked salmon.

An Evening with Fleetwood Mac

Last night was one of those magical night ladies spend their lives dreaming about...I went to a Fleetwood Mac concert. Me, Chelsea, Lauren, Colleen, Meredith, Piper and our token male, Kenny, bought the tickets months ago and have been anxiously waiting for March 19th. I don't think I have been this excited for a concert since Green Day.

First we met at the Triple Crown for some din-din and pre-show drinks.

The show was amazing with ups (Stevie and Lindsey embracing on stage) and downs (fake horn section during Tusk) and twists (gold shawl) and turns (black shawl). Stevie was incredible. Lindsey still seems like a genius/douche (lots of prayer hand thank you's to the audience).

Fleetwood didn't hold back - we heard all the hits and loved every second of it.

We were on a bathroom break when Rhiannon started - this is a photo of Meredith flying out of the stall and Lauren taking her place with lightning speed.

At times I felt like I was at a Jimmy Buffet concert, but whatever, I wasn't...I was with Fleetwood Mac god damn it!

Alot Can Happen on a Sunday

Yesterday was one of those really nice, long Sundays. I woke in the morning, went to yoga, listened to NPR, watched Brady Bunch, drank lots of coffee, worked on my computer...and then around 3pm went over to The Habitat to have a beer with Colleen and Starr, left them to go get my hair cut, realized that I have psychic powers, went back to The Habitat for another beer, went grocery shopping with Abe, cooked up some beef stew, and then went over Colleen & Kenny's to watch Anchorman and eat pizza.

Yes, all that happened in one day. My life is kind of amazing; don't hate. I have to say though, the most incredible moment of that whole day was around 8pm when I laid my eyes on Colleen's George Costanza wallet.

It is a Chipotle burrito.