As you know, it means both hello and good-bye. It's time for another weekend away from the blog. This one is relatively open, but not without the potential for disaster. Four has an 8 AM basketball game, and half his team will be absent. This means he will have to play the entire game. Or at least until he collapses, either emotionally or physically. I'm not looking forward to watching.
After the game, I am driving "down the shore," as they say in northern New Jersey, to look for potential summer vacation rentals. I grew up near the beach, as we call it in central New Jersey, and it's taken me many years to get it through my head that I am now considered a "bennie." Or "shoebie," if you're very old. A tourist. We vacation in Seaside Park, which is the town next to Seaside Heights, home to the guidos on "Jersey Shore." Suddenly Seaside Heights has cachet, something it's always lacked, even back in the day when I would use my fake ID to go clubbing. The downside is that the world thinks New Jersey is full of Snookis.
Seaside Park is very quiet. There is almost nothing to do but swim in the ocean, and crab in the bay. The whole extended family gets together for two weeks in various houses. The cousins hang out and play Rummikub and LCR, and we all eat Pappou's homemade ice cream. It's sweet in its simplicity. This year we are trying to get a big house with my mother and step-father. It will be good to be closer to her, and the ice cream. It will be a little nutty, but worth it.
I leave you with sunny thoughts. Where is your favorite place to vacation?
P.S.: Had to stop by to say that Four played the whole game and the rag-tag band of misfits tied! I was very proud of him, and chastened, for having so little faith.