Archive for November, 2009

Wednesday
Go out of work early! Yay! Went home and had some dinner with my roommate and then headed to Boston’s left bank (Cambridge) to see my friend Jay’s band – the Bodega Girls. I can’t even tell you how fun and amazing this band is. If they’re in your area, go see them. They have some songs on MySpace but to be honest, their recordings don’t even do them justice. You have to see them live. Absolutely worth it.

Thursday
Awesome day with these awesome people:

There was pie, and food, and pie, and more food, and coffee, and Baileys and more pie. SO MUCH PIE.

During the evening my sister put on an episode of Hoarders. Have you seen this show? Oh my god. I threw up in my mouth. Twice. And then proceeded to go home and stay up until 1:30 in the morning cleaning and disinfecting my apartment from top to bottom.

Friday
Headed back over to Cambridge for brunch at the Friendly Toast. Great food. Terrible service.

Later in the evening, a group of us headed over to Harvard Square to see the Donkey Show. This was by far the highlight of the weekend. The show is so fun – you dance, you sing, you’re part of the show … but you’re not. It’s rather impossible to explain. Go see it for yourself. Tickets are $25 for standing room, and trust me, you want standing.

Post Donkey Show a group of us headed to our gayborhood bar for some alcohol-fueled group antics. PS. Thanks SE boys. Hearts, hugs and laughs.

Saturday
This was a very productive day actually. I got a lot of work done (who works on a holiday weekend? THIS ONE RIGHT HERE.) Due to the ridiculous ASSUMPTION that baby showers are held on Sundays and the fact that I didn’t think to check the invitation sitting on top of the gift, I worked through the afternoon only to discover I missed by friend Sarah’s baby shower. Because I’m a terrible friend. Getting sucked into work is a vicious cycle of disaster.

The evening was spent at Danny’s with the Usual Suspects and Danny’s adorable parents. Where Danny’s adorable dad schooled us in Apple to Apples.

Sunday
Sunday was a Tour de el South End. My friends and I started with brunch at Metropolis (great food, again terrible service. UGH), followed by a quick shopping stop at Flock, my new favorite boutique, followed by cocktails first at Ginger Park (formally Banq), then, per usual, at Stella. Eventually we all made our way over to Joe V’s for pizza, wine and trip making plans.

Yeah that’s right. Trip making plans. Vieques? Yeah I’ll be seeing you for a week in March. Bioluminescent plankton? Get ready to get swam with. I’m coming to get you. Oh yeah – and Jean? You better start getting ready NOW. This birthday is going to be the best one yet…

After all … you made it this far :P

It’s about that time of again: I am absolutely bored with my hair. BUT I’m growing it out. AND I swore my stylist to an absolute hair grow outness pact.

I will not cut my hair. I will not cut my hair. I will not cut my hair.

But, guys? I kind of want bangs again.

Mostly because … I fell in love with this girl’s bangs:

(Things that change over the years? My hair. On a regular basis. Things that don’t? My omnipresent pack of gays.)

So if you want bangs so much Jenny, why don’t you STILL have them? Good question guys!

Well A) like I said, I easily get bored with my hair and change it constantly. And B) I had them, I loved the bangs, – I hated the length of my hair paired with the bangs because I looked even younger than I already do. Chin length hair + blunt bangs = not good on Jenny. Fine. Lesson learned. But … my hair is kind of getting long now. It is a good 3.5ish inches past my shoulders (yes 3.5ISH is an official measurement).

Soooooooo to bang or not to bang? That is the question. Please leave your thought in the comments. Thank you.

WHAT:
The MegaTweetUp is an end of the year celebration, to celebrate the great year that we have had with events in so many different areas. There will be about 200 people at the event, many of who have organized TweetUps throughout the year and are planning for next year, and people interested in holding TweetUps for the first time. It will be a great opportunity to introduce your company/brand to the ever growing new media market.

Here are a few websites to give you some information on BostonTweetUp and the event:

The BostonTweetUp website
http://bostontweetup.com/

The #MEGATweetUp Eventbrite page
http://megatweetup.eventbrite.com/

The Microsoft Website Showing the #MEGATweetUp
http://microsoftcambridge.com/Events/MEGATweetup/tabid/238/Default.aspx

HOW CAN YOU BE INVOLVED
Want to attend? RSVP: http://megatweetup.eventbrite.com/
Want to be a sponsor? Get in touch with me about sponsorship opportunities.

Please do not hesitate to contact me with any questions and to let me know how you want to be involved.

Thanks,
Jenny Frazier (working with BostonTweetUp)
jenny@alleyesonjenny.com

Look Boston TweetUp has been featured by :
http://blog.eventbrite.com/boston-tweetup
http://blog.viddler.com/djsteen/bostontweetup-tv-21/
http://www.findandconvert.com/blog/2009/boston-tweetups-joseline-mane/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t72ii0AJR-g
http://www.beingpeterkim.com/2009/08/communities-of-practice.html

Top 50 event twitter account by CrowdVine #44
http://blog.crowdvine.com/2009/11/03/top-10-event-twitter-accounts/

This weekend was all family, all weekend. And it was great.

I spent most of Saturday afternoon hanging at my Dad’s with my Dad (obviously), my Mom, two of my Dad’s sisters and my grandparents. It was supposed to be a quick visit so I could drop off my car( long story) that turned in to an all afternoon “Hey we’ve been here for hours, let’s order some pizza” affair.

Saturday night I spent with a whole bunch of friends to see off our good friend Rena. She’s moving to New York and is going to be wildly successful in everything she does – I just know it. I spent the night with her, Danielle/Dink and an assortment of other fabulous people. I finished the night off with the cheesy cab ride home:

Cab Driver: Can I ask you a serious question?

Me: Sure.

Cab Driver: Are you going to be around for Christmas?

Me: Uhhhh …. no? What?

Cab Driver: You’re not? That’s too bad. ‘Cause I need an angel for my tree.

Me: *groan* Let me out here please.

Sunday was a lovely day all around. I spent it with the people I call my “Urban Family”. They are some of the people I love most, and luckily for me, all live right in my neighborhood. We get together once or twice a week, but we decided with everyone splitting up for the holiday to go visit their biological family, we needed to celebrate Thanksgiving amongst our family.

We split up the menu, all brought wine, turned on some music, lit up a fire and had one of the most amazing afternoons into evenings I’ve had in a long time. My friend Pia gave a toast before dinner that was so beautiful, it literally made the whole room cry. I have it on video, but with the crying and all, I’ll keep that for us.

You can however look at some pics. Here, ladies and gents, is the Urban Family I refer to so frequently here, on Twitter & on Facebook. I hope all of you are as lucky as I am to have people like these in your life.

Jon & Pia

Matt, Lisa, Julie & Mary

Adam & Jon

Me & Jean!

Ad & our food!

Me & Adam

Julie

Jean

Danny, me & Matt

Matt, Lisa, me & Danny

Matt, Adam, Jean & Pixel

Back Row: Steve, Julie, Pia, Mary
Front Row: Danny (with Pixel), Jean, Matt, Me, Lisa, Adam & Jon (with Heidi)

The whole set is here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/alleyesonjenny/sets/72157622861349000/

I reread my blog entry from earlier today and realized I totally forgot to mention one other thing that happened this week. You know, that time I had a surprise root canal.

Omg whoops! How did that slip my mind?

So a long time ago (December 2005) in a land far away (Dorchester), I went out shopping. For a grab gift. For a holiday party. I was going to. That night. (Nothing like leaving things til the last minute, huh Jenny?) I remember the afternoon exactly. It was cloudy out, it had been raining and was still misting. As I approached the intersection at the end of my street, I saw the light had turned yellow so I slowed to a stop. Just as the guy behind me decided to floor it.

Weeeee! Rear ended. Not just rear ended. My face slammed on the steering wheel, and I later found out my car was totaled. Not just totaled but the frame of the car had been bent. The guy who hit me? The front of his car shattered. No seriously. Like glass.

Though I don’t entirely remember, I exchanged information with the driver and got myself home.

Then the pain set in. I couldn’t see. I literally could not open my eyes my head hurt so bad.

I called my Dad and he brought me to the ER where they told me (and this is exactly how they explained it to me. Or at least how I remember them explaining it to me.) “Basically you were hit so hard that your brain hit your skull and that’s what’s causing the pain and photophobia.”

My Dad had to wake me up every hour that night to make sure I wasn’t dead. Or something. Again, I had just been hit. The details are fuzzy. But that’s the gist.

Over the next couple of weeks I got to have CAT scans and face exams. Exciting.

After it all, I was deemed fine. Except FOUR YEARS LATER. By my dentist.

“Remember that car accident …. yeah sometimes things pop up later. I’m sending you to an endodontist for a second opinion on this tooth.”

Cut to Tuesday. My consultation. For the second opinion.

“Yeah, you need a root canal. So do you wanna just do it or make an appointment and come back.”

“Um. What?”

“Do you have an hour?”

“Huh? I guess? Is this going to hurt? Wait! Am I going to hear anything? Like drilling?! (yeah pause for laughter here folks) I passed out watching the video about getting my wisdom teeth out! I get nervous about this stuff. OMG. Can I wear my iPod??”

I laid down in the chair, shaking. YES SHAKING. White knuckled. iPod turned up all the way and that endodontist had at my mouth.

And what I’m about to tell you might shock you: I didn’t feel a thing. It didn’t hurt. At all. Shot of Novocaine and I was good to go. I literally felt the oddly painless sensation of him MOVING MY ROOT, but was fine.

I’m apparently a tougher broad than I thought. I guess after you slam your face on a steering wheel in a car totaling mess of a car accident you toughen up.

Thank you man who hit me in 2005. You’re like the gift that keeps on giving*. Year after freaking year.

*So help me god, if there are anymore weird face things that are a result of this accident, I will hunt you down. And bitch slap you. Cause really? It’s 2009. I would have liked to have left you back in 2005 where you belong.