My Real Life

So, we decided to celebrate our 12th anniversary by traveling to Salem, Mass.

I’m a huge fan of all things Halloween, witchy, scary, ghouly, or anything even remotely supernatural.

Real Man is a huge fan of me, and was more than willing to indulge me in my desire to visit Witch City, USA.

So, off to Salem we went.

Last Thursday, we dropped the monkeys off at school, Real Man put in a half day of work while I went and got some blood work done.

We met up back at the house, got in the car and left.

Left on our weekend of Love and Witches, as Real Man said.

Love and Witches.

That guy kills me.

As we drove down the street, a black cat ran across our path.

How appropos.

We decided to use the car ride out there to listen to all the music on our iPods that we don’t listen to when the monkeys are around.

For me, that included singing Salt-n-Pepa at the top of my lungs, some Naughty by Nature, a little Alice Cooper, and others.

Real Man laughed and said that when I’m 80, I could wind up with Alzheimer’s and not know a single person around me…not even know my own name.

Yet, I’d still be able to rap out the lyrics to “None of Your Business” just like Salt.

Or was it Pepa?

I digress.

Real Man’s big song is Eminem’s “Lose Yourself.”

You should hear my guy belting out that one.

He knows every word.

It’s really cute.

As we moved into Connecticut, we realized that Connecticut is beautiful!

I’ll post a picture or two here, but I apologize in advance.

We realized, in Connecticut, that we both forgot our cameras.

So, iPhone pictures will have to do.

Even the highway road signs are gorgeous.

Just a little design and it makes it seem like Connecticut cares enough to go the extra mile.

Plus, on major stretches of the highway, they have these gorgeous trees as the dividers.

Seriously.

A beautiful drive.

And then, the GPS went wonky.

We wound up driving straight through Boston.

That’s right, folks.

Straight through downtown Boston during rush hour.

So, our trip didn’t quite take the short amount of time we had hoped it would.

We weren’t thrilled.

Then, Love Bites came on the iPod and we were back.

We got into Salem around 6:30.

We checked into The Salem Inn.

Old, original building in Salem.

Beautiful.

Our room was on the 3rd floor.

Old, original building in Salem.

Our room was on the 3rd floor.

Just in case you didn’t make the connection, that meant we went up 3 incredibly steep flights of stairs every time we came back from somewhere.

I’m not in terrible shape.

But, I do have this baby taking up some of the space my lungs used to inhabit.

Just sayin’.

We asked the lady at the front desk where a good place to eat would be.

She told us about a few places, we picked a pizza place called The Upper Crust.

We ate, walked a bit, and went back to the hotel.

Tomorrow, I’ll share with you why The Upper Crust was the worst possible decision we could have made.

I’ll also tell you about secret stairwells and super cool wiccan shops.

But that’s tomorrow.