Hurray, hurray, I’m your silver lining. Hurray, hurray, but now I’m gold.

-Jenny Lewis, Silver Lining, Under The Blacklight

Last night, I went to see my fave singer, Jenny Lewis, in concert. This was the third time I’ve seen her, as her. I’ve also seen her twice with Rilo Kiley. It was awesome. AND she played the Landon song (aka Jack Killed Mom). We call this the Landon song because Landon has a major Oedipus Complex and the song is a story about a similar young chap. I recorded the performance with my Flip. You can view it here. Please forgive the shakey camera work. I mean, I was at a concert. She also sang an awesome version of Silver Lining-acoustic (I bend over for acoustic). I tried recording it, but I got yelled at for bootlegging. I’m an outlaw like that.

Even bigger news than that is who I went to the concert with: Heidi. I saw Heidi a few weeks ago, before my trip home. I didn’t really talk about it with anyone; I was scared of jinxing it, of getting my hopes up, of being let down. We hadn’t really talked since I got back, both of us feeling weird and unsure about contacting the other. We traded voicemail all day Saturday and we sealed the deal on the concert. We both wanted to try somewhere new for dinner, but couldn’t decide where exactly. Every once in awhile we decide to branch out. We went to Pearl, the new restaurant in Bellevue everyone is raving about. It was fantastic. I think the best part is, Heidi and I really hashed out a lot of feelings and thoughts about everything that’s happened. I feel hopeful that we can have a better, stronger friendship than before. I have hope.

I think I still have a lot of things to deal with in the aftermath of the Jeni/Joe/Heidi debacle, but huge steps have been made. I think I can make it happen.

Silver lining, indeed.

(pictures from the infamous Showbox photo booth. It starts taking pictures before you have a chance to do anything)