Sports

That’s what Jeff and I plan to be now that football season is over (sad sigh). Living in NYC, we have easy access to so many awesome places that we’ve never visited in the northeast; either by car or train. Jeff gave me a Fodor’s Travel Book about the Northeast for Christmas, and I’ve been busy perusing its pages. Our first stop? Newport, Rhode Island. And this was kind of a spur of the moment decision. Due to my depression and heartbreak over the Jets not making the Super Bowl, I angrily announced yesterday at dinner that I was so upset, I didn’t even want to watch the stupid Super Bowl (insert two year old temper tantrum here). I just wanted to get away from it.

Much to my surprise, Jeff said OK! I was shocked, but I have a feeling that the crocodile tears that he saw pouring down my face as the Jets/Steelers game came to a conclusion may have persuaded him a tad. I was a mess. I even called him crying from the bathroom at work on Monday, (annnnnd I need to get a grip). Never the less, we’ll be hopping in a ZipCar and heading up 95 North to Newport, Rhode Island for Super Bowl weekend. Most of the details haven’t been finalized, but I’ll be sure to update you on them as they come along. All I know is that we’re definitely going to tour The Breakers and Marble House, and eat some yummy seafood. And since we’re visiting during the off-season, there are some amazing rates on hotels. SCORE!

I cant wait to take some awesome pictures. How pretty is this?

But in all honesty, all I care about is getting as far away as possible from any talk of the Super Bowl, the city of Pittsburgh, Terrible Towels, and Ben Roethlisberger.