We couldn't go far - in case anything "happened" at the house - but we had to get out of dodge. Our first option was Boston, but we decided to go to Newport when our friend Cathy offered us her house. It made perfect sense - 40 minutes from the 'rents (Bob and Malinda)...
and 40 minutes from the Friedmans - some of our favorite people to visit... 
We only had a brief afternoon and a super yum dinner (thanks Bets!) but the kids had a great time. Caroline has assumed the role as primary caregiver to her little sis, which is incredibly cute to watch but I'm sure it drives Ted & Betsy nuts. Nonetheless, Addison will be living in Caroline's dreamworld for years to come!
Even Marley came! Off we went to RI from Wed-Sunday and it was great. FREEZING but great. We subjected our children to beach walks every day. Some were lovely, some were BITING cold.
I haven't been too Newport that often in the past decades.Some of my first - and most vivid - Newport memories are with my friend Jill and her family on their boat. I have no idea what we were doing there, but I think it was only a short stay. I remember lots of white aka "not yet matured into evil stingers" jelly fish that had been pushed up on shore - or into the slips anyway. We scooped them up and played with the little gooey guys. That's when I learned you could torment the clear ones - but should stay away from the red ones. We also ate at what I think might have been The Spaghetti Factory (that's what I recall the name being, but not sure if it was related to the one that sprung up next to our Thomson office in Boston?). That was a fun dinner - and I distinctly recall Jill's mom eating a big portion of pasta. You ordered by the pound and she got a big amount and we were shocked. Jill's mom had a great figure - so it was funny that SHE ate the pasta. (Jill - keep me honest. Maybe it was your dad! :))
The other memory was in high school - or college - when Sue F and I went for the day with Martha. We thought it was reasonable to drive 3 hours each way for a lark. And a lark it was. I will plead the fifth on the most memorable part of that day, but it involves "renting" a movie.
So Newport was great. It was nice to be back. We won't wait so long for the next trip.
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And when we got back there was a huge bash at Marthas's house...what a FUN night that was :)
The movie...jeez, that was almost as good as opening a Robinson's card in Costa Mesa or some such place!
I think the restaurant is called "Salas" or something like that, but we always called it the spaghetti factory. Amazing that you remember my mom eating all of the pasta, I am sure she did, she is a carb queen! We always ended up in Newport after our long month on the boat, it was such a treat and probably the only way my parents kept us from going completely crazy.
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