HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! I’m 25, yay! (Not really. That means I’m closer to 30.) Yikes! Then I realize, 25 is great and I have a feeling this year is going to be my year! Who wouldn’t want to be 25, single, and living in New York City? Okay, I realize there are those who wouldn’t, but let me tell ya’, I’m going to love it and take advantage of it!
Anyways, moving on. It’s game day! Sunday-funday in Massachusetts at the New England Patriots football game! We rent a car. A Chevy Aveo, nonetheless. One of the first things out of Brett’s mouth, “Jesus Christ, Ashley. I forgot what a terrible driver you are. We’re gonna die. This is ridiculous.” Lol! I love it! The drive isn’t that bad. However, not driving for three months does tend to make one a little rusty. I thought texting and walking was hard. Now I know why they make texting and driving illegal. Brett and I saw our lives flash before our eyes probably twenty times today!
We get to Foxborough and the town sucks! There is nothing there, but the stadium and pretty nice mall they built around it. But who cares? The stadium was awesome! We get beer and a sub sandwich. Perfect for tailgating, right? Well, there was just two of us. Oh well…tailgating is tailgating! However, I will tell you the Bud Light was the worst thing I tasted, considering the amount of alcohol I consumed the previous day.
Who pays $50 for parking?!? Yeah, I’m not kidding! Fifty bucks! We found a place for only $40, but still! That’s a month’s worth of Starbucks I just handed for a lot full of dirt! We get to the stadium and Brett’s face, once again, was priceless. I loved it! In order to get into the stadium, they basically do a strip search!
Our seats, although high, were incredible! You could see everything! Check out the pictures below. Watch for Brett’s blog on his take of the game. He will do a much better job at explaining everything than I will. I had a blast! We ate a really good meatball sandwich and a funnel cake. Everything was perfect. The weather was your typical chilly football night, the Patriots had some sick interceptions, Jets fans got kicked out of our section for being obnoxious and flipping everyone off, and Brett and I were probably the most enthusiastic people in our section. Naturally. We stayed until the clock hit zero! We were the die-hard fans!
It took us about an hour and a half to get out of the parking lot. Thank God for Esther—she is our GPS system. She looped us out and around, away from the ridiculous traffic! Once we got back into the city, Esther decided she didn’t want to work anymore. So, of course, since it’s me, and for some reason I always get myself into these situations, we end up in the ghetto of NYC. Literally. The part of town I was told to stay away from when I first moved here. Brett and I kind of got that vibe considering it was 12:30 a.m. and there were hoodlums walking around the street staring at us. I mean, come on. Two white kids, driving a Chevy Aveo at 12:30 a.m.? I doubt they were looking to attack. They were too busy laughing at us, knowing we’re lost and scared out of our minds! =)
We finally make it home and we both crash, hard core! Running on about three hours of sleep makes you realize how great a bed and a pillow are!
Note to self: When your mom packs you hand and feet warmers for the football game because she knows you will more than likely need them, try not to forget them in your apartment. They would come in handy when it’s so cold outside, you can see your breath, and you are shivering because you’re so cold. It’s just a thought. Sure, you have gloves, but when your brother does not, they would have come in handy. Just a thought…don’t tell him mom packed them. Because then when he continues to make smart ass comments to you about forgetting them, you could have completely avoided this by keeping your mouth shut. Always think before you do anything. It really does wonders for you!