FedEx was ringing the doorbell about five minutes past nine this morning. I couldn't believe how quickly they had arrived. The two tickets I had purchased yesterday for an upcoming UFC event in Columbus, OH, on March 1. The ticket and trip were E's Christmas present from me and my parents.
For all of you unfortunate souls who are unfamiliar with UFC, let me start by saying this isn't the average pursuit of the fine wine and cheese crowd. UFC stands for Ultimate Fighting Championship. Ground and pound. Sweaty men. Blood. E loves it. So, on Feb. 29, we'll pack a bag and drive to Columbus, which I believe is approximately five hours from here. Full recap and photos will definitely follow.
I had been daydreaming of maybe taking a last-minute getaway before the baby arrives. I had been imagining a trip more reminiscent of last spring's getaway to Maine, where we stayed in a beautiful sea-side town called Ogunquit. Blueberry pancakes and walks by ocean. Killer combination.
But if work remains as hectic as it is shaping up to be now, UFC in Columbus may be our babymoon. We'll see... Either way, we'll have a great time. We always do.
Until I take us on a four hour hike (during which E dreams of nothing else but ice cream), and then use our remaining cash on fudge before he gets a single taste of vanilla. Oops. No credit cards accepted. Ahhhh. Memories.
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You know . . . I live in Columbus. If you can come by while you are here . . . .
:)
Oh, and it is a 6 hour drive. But pretty.
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