Too Much To Say

I've been itching to get to a computer and post, because I've actually been doing interesting things the past few days, but I was so occupied doing that I didn't have time to write about them. So, the next few days may be catch-up.

On Friday, I bought three pairs of shoes. I'm not normally much of a shopper, but shoes are my vice, and my shopping friends were persuasive. One is just a black dress sandal from Wal-Mart; the other two are from Van Maur, but drastically reduced. Both are Chinese Laundry. Check them out here and here.

Next, we ate a Buca de Beppo's, which was tasty as usual. I had limoncello there and thought of Cinque Terra! Martha has a recipe for it in her latest Living, and I'm considering trying to make it.

The purpose of this excursion was actually to go downtown for a Tori Amos concert. I quite enjoyed it. I probably only recognized a fourth to a third of the songs. But still, she was good. We had the very furthest seats away possible. We had to walk up six flights of stairs and then were in the back row. It made it difficult to hear because of silly screaming people and the fact that she doesn't enunciate all that well to begin with. She impressed me playing a piano and an organ at the same time, but her odd writhing made me feel like she was giving birth to the piano bench she was sitting on.

The bonus surprise though was Matt Nathanson opened for her! I haven't thought about him in a while, but listening to his four songs (I even knew one!) made me realize that I need to buy his album.

I have lots of grading to do, but I see a light at the end of the tunnel. I just hope I can reach it before the cave-in! More exciting things from this weekend to come--think fat Elvis.