Well, first thing I have to do. I have to go to my grandmother's house, pick her up...and go get an ice cream. It's a tradition that she had with her kids, and it's carried over to her grandchildren. I know it sounds really lame, but it's quality time with her that we really enjoy (and talks about it for years!). (I promise, we sit OUTSIDE the car and eat it
) The whole time she'll tell me stories that I've heard thousands of times from her...about my Dad and uncles...and the Camaro's and Mustangs that they had. I could recite them word for word, but I sit there and listen like she's telling me the stories for the first time.
After that, I'll probably take a drive down to Newport, RI and spend a day driving around the mansions and waterfront. My wife and I love it, (just got married down there this past summer.)
Oh you said a whole month...I could only give you a weekend