Boston!

Last summer, we were fortunate enough to see Paul McCartney at Yankee Stadium. It's what actually led us to the city we love so much in the first place, so we owe a lot more to Paul than he actually knows.

But, anyway. We headed up to Boston Tuesday to hang out with my sister and go see Ringo Starr & His All-Starr Band. Phenomenal. Really. We had so much fun, it was ridiculous.

Jenny was stopped at the door and told she couldn't bring in her camera, so we had to run back and put it in my car. As we were walking back to the gates, we started to hear music. I wore the worst possible shoes to run in, but I did it anyway. Running, ducking under people, whatever it takes.

For buying our tickets just before the show, our seats weren't really that bad (and we avoided the fees!)

We were the only people in the audience who remained standing the entire time. The guys behind us weren't pleased about this, but it wasn't the first time we had to deal with it. I don't understand why people go to concerts if they just want to sit around and sulk. I'm there to dance and have a good time.

All in all, it was a great way to spend time with two of my favorite ladies, and the show was great.

I can't believe how awesome my life is sometimes.


-A

A Waxy Adventure

Let me preface this by saying that I have a fear of puppets, dolls, etc. Jenny has been fighting me since last summer to go to Madame Tussaud's, and I finally agreed to it.

Sorry there are so many photos in this one. We had to condense from 150 as it was, and this is the best we could do. Clearly, we had a lot of fun.

This is one of the first photos I did. I spent the first 10 minutes freaking out and tip-toeing away. I'm fairly sure that in this photo I'm yelling "Jenny, he's staring into my soul!!" It was really creepy...but a great date, nonetheless ;)

 Then I snuck up on John Travolta...and Jenny did the Grease Lightning dance:

Then she made Picasso roll over in his grave:

 We kind of have this thing about Abe Lincoln. Don't ask:

Hemingway and I had some good times together:

Then this happened:

And I tried to steal books:

Then I was anointed by the Pope!

Snacks were included, of course:

Jenny found a couple of people to love:

And I found Charlie Chaplin:

Prince reluctantly shared his microphone with us:

Jenny had to stop for her boy-bands, while I tried to move as quickly as possible:

But she got me back with this:

And this was the whole reason I agreed to go in the first place. We spent a long time in this room:

Opt For The Unknown

When we were in town a few months ago, Jenny and I ended up wandering down the streets that surrounded our hotel. We happened upon an event called KISS PUNCH POEM and loved it. Though it wasn't originally planned (but what is, really?) we ended up going again, as we were still in town on Sunday night. If you're in town and enjoy a good improv comedy show, I highly recommend it. And if you're looking to mingle afterward, Mustang Sally's - just around the corner - is a great place to do so. However, I'm still upset that they no longer had the Grilled Cheese Pizza that I've been craving for nearly four months now.

When it comes to music, I'm generally pretty hard to impress. However, last week Jenny and I ended up at a bar on the Upper East Side. While sucking down my beloved rum & cokes, we listened to the sweet sounds of Barnaby Saints.

And since we were still in town Monday, we hit up the New Music Seminar at City Winery to see Barnaby Saints again, and discovered another band called Red Wanting Blue.

Seriously, great music, folks. Go check it out.

Oh, and whatever you do, be sure to pray on the subway:

The First Hunt

Our first hunt is still slow-going. Finding the perfect place is going to take some time...so, it's a good thing we love this city so much.

Last night we had the opportunity to attend the taping of Project Runway. Of course, this encouraged us to hop down the street and into Forever 21. After getting bored of waiting and dumping the hoard of clothes we intended to try on, we ventured back onto the unfortunate streets of Times Square. Not a minute later, Tim Gunn walked by us, which left Jenny with fingerprints on her arm because I squeezed it so tight.
I tend to do that when I get excited.


We walked down to Ellen's Stardust Diner - a favorite of ours - where we proceeded to shove delicious loaded waffle fries into our mouths. When we were done with that, we crossed the street and embraced the opportunity for a photo op:

(photo taken from popspotsnyc.com)*

I was more than a little bit excited by this. I should also mention that I cried while inside the diner because it was in there that I found out that we will be seeing Bob Dylan live in a couple of months.

One of the greatest things about New York is that you can wander outside without a plan in mind and still find ways to fill the day. Today we spent most of our day in Greenwich Village, which is unsurprising to say the least:

Also, I should never be allowed to walk down there when books are being sold again:

After lugging my books back uptown, we were advised to visit an amazing place called Tappo, located on W 24th between 6th and 7th Ave. We proceeded to have the best pizza of all time. Seriously. If you're in the area and you like delicious thin crust pizza - go there. We shared The Big Pineapple, which had bacon, pineapple, tomatoes and basil:

For the first time, ever, we got in early and spent the rest of the night being weird. That's what best friends are for, after all.


-A

*All photos on this blog are courtesy of Jenny Noble unless otherwise noted.

Living On Borrowed Time

Once upon a time, two girls met. Each from a small town, separated by nearly a thousand miles, they spent a year afterward making plans. One day, they decided to start making those dreams into a reality, and embarked on a journey to move to New York City. While this may be an obvious, eye-roll inducing move to some, to them - it was their destiny.

For now, at least.

Meet Ashley: A music addict who marched to the beat of her own drum from the day she was born, she is now an aspiring writer/anything else she feels like doing.

Meet Jenny: A southern belle with guilty pleasures that gift her with much ridicule from her best friend, she is an aspiring photographer who'll never be found without her camera.

Follow them as they make their journey.