Oh those Wildwood days

 

Spent a day in North & East Wildwood. Saw a sad Gimpy seagull and a sad dance troupe. 

Highlight: Hearing Blue (Da Ba Dee) by Eiffel 65. TRUST ME.

Happy Birthday, America!

 

My last 4th of July as a New jersey residence?
Possibly so. And while the tram cars made me mad,
it was a lovely time regardless. Then I drove home
in a thunderstorm and found Gizmo on the upper tier
of my desk. So odd. Kind of wish I had bought that
teal, sparkly starfish ring though...

Shells aren't selling on the sea shore in OC

First trip to the shore (this summer)
First slice of Mancos pizza (this summer)
First dip in the ocean (this summer)
First fresh, grilled tuna steak dinner (ever?)
???? hair coloring (this year)

Ocean City, NJ is for aliens

As it inevitably must, summer is slipping, slipping away. I hate when summer ends. I hate when it starts to get colder. I don't completely hate autumn. It is pretty, but it's a bittersweet time. It's the gateway into the cold abyss. Be that as it may, my mother and I took a little trip down to the Ocean City boardwalk. It was a pretty hot day so the climate down by the ocean was perfect. It was an awesome little trip if I do say so myself. I wish I had been able to go to the shore more often this season, but it's life when you're in a college that goes year round. Fare well, summer. I'll miss you. Come back again soon!!

OC 2010

SHAKE n BAKE!

Saanndy Beaaachesss

I made this face. Nathan made a bomb shelter.And we all made s'mores.

Listen here, Mack

Another visit down the Wildwood way, but this time with a different kind of mission. Instead of pool time, it was pizza time. Jamie and I hit up Mack's Pizza for some delish boardwalk style pizza. Then we wandered up the pier very aimlessly. Oddly enough, while waiting in the line for funnel cake, I saw two people I knew from school. So random. Of all the places in the world to see someone I know from Ai, I definitely wouldn't have expected to see them there. Crazy. And I learned that the two of them are dating. Didn't not expect that either. Never know what kind of craziness you might see on the Wildwood pier. This was probably not as crazy as usual actually.

Sunday sunny Sunday

Woke up bright and early for a very UN-lazy Sunday. Played the Millville Arts, Music, and Antiques Festival at 11:30 in the morn; which is probably the earliest I've ever had to sing thus far in my career. I might be wrong, but I don't think I am. It probably wouldn't have been AS enjoyable if a certain John hadn't come! Afterward we went down to the classy Wildwood pier and was enticed all afternoon by hotties on the pier. It was hot. People were removing clothing. Nice day to go, no doubt! Somehow I managed to go home with my shirt on and without a bun in my oven. If I had won a furry monkey or gone under the boardwalk things might be different. After John had to depart, Jamie and I went to take part in an exclusive celebration of Steve Locastro's birth. It was very elite. Only his near and dearest were in attendance! So, if you weren't there, I think you know why....rickrickrickrick

ps. Happy Birthday, Ched!

Bitch stole my act!

Slept in and hung out with my mom for a majority of the day, but then Nathan came into town AGAIN so I HAD to go and hang out with him for a while. UGH.

Went down to OC with missions: To find Laura. To buy incense in the hippie mall. To get ice cream. And to go on the Ferris Wheel. MISSIONS ACCOMPLISHED AND THEN SOME! We also road a GIANT ship that went NOWHERE and had a horse race that also went.... nowhere. I feel really lied to by Mary Poppins. AGAIN.

But you know, we didn't play Clue. I think Nathan just pretended he was too tired so he'd have a reason to come back to Chillville. Or maybe he didn't want to find out that I killed Mr. Body in the conservatory with the ceramic candlestick!!

Summer, my bitch lover

I can't believe August is more than half way over. I don't understand how spring, winter, and fall feel like they last and last, but summer flies by in an instant. Time needs to knock off this flying when you're having fun, bullshit. It's fucked up. But today my mother and I tried to take advantage of the weather and went down to my aunt's pool. Despite the family drama and all the children, we had a nice day. Don't go away, summer! Don't leave me!

Just coffee, not sex.

Keeping with the theme of the weekend, I went with Jimmy to his father's surprise birthday party. When my family goes out of town, I just hang out with all of my friends' family. I'm like the girl you can introduce to your mother. Date for hire. Well, not for hire. I'm not an escort. Don't get any funny ideas. Clearly I'm no hooker or else I could not retain the title of being the girl you can take home to mom!

In other news, Jimmy is a giraffe.

Anything that can go wrong will

It might seem a little creepy for me to be taking pictures of strange kids on the beach, but these kids deserve some recognition for the incredible work they were doing. Every time I go to the beach, without fail, there is a bunch of kids digging holes. This is something I never did in my childhood, but it's been a phenomenon that seems to be passed generation to generation without any help from parents. I think some children just have it in their genes; natural instinct. They sit on that sand and they have to dig. I never got it. I still don't get it. That being said, I love it. And these kids made a hole so deep they had to hang their bodies inside of it to reach the bottom. Fantastic! Bravo!

Happy New Year!

The Fourth of July. Independence Day. Shove It England Day. Got reacquainted with family tradition and went down to Wildwood to see the fireworks. They were alright, but they just made me want to go to Disney World! I don't want to trash the fireworks display, but there was no music and no discernible theme whatsoever! They were just shooting up fireworks willy-nilly! There was no whimsical message or talking crickets! Just talking tram cars and smoking spectators. But there was some sick Octo-mom fireworks. I don't think they have those in Disney World. But where was the MJ tribute firework? Lame.

Then your butt falls off

Braved the growing summer/holiday traffic and made a little visit to the beach. I was a little weary of rain while I was getting ready, but it turned out to be a really good day for the beach. There was clouds rolling by, but it was warm, mostly sunny, and breezy. But it wasn't all sun and fun! While I was relaxing on my towels, I was thinking that I should move further away from the tide in a bit. But there was a girl further down from me and she hadn't moved so I figured I could chill a bit longer. I was wrong. Suddenly *whoosh* came water. Just one wave and my shit was soaked. And so were all the other people around me, which goes to show you how unexpected it was. But it sucked! Luckily for me, my aunt lives a few blocks away from the beach I frequent so I went down there and threw my clothes in the dryer and threw myself in the pool. Spent the rest of the time chilling out down there with my little Republican, Obama-hating cousins. I told the littler one, Lauren, that my name was "Jenell". Apparently this name was too hard to remember so she wanted to nickname me. First one she came up with? Jenny. I vetoed that. So her next one? Jennifer. People that know me will see the irony!

Dental emergency. Freak accident.

Spent the day down in Wildwood with my mother enjoying the summer weather that has finally arrived. Perfect day for it too; warm, cloudless, breezy day. Would have been even better if I hadn't lost my HB pencil! I know this makes just about no sense to most people reading this, but there's only one HB in the box! Total tragedy.

Whew. What a day.

Today is a day that will go down in history.

- Farrah Fawcett lost her battle with cancer

- Michael Jackson suffered fatal cardiac arrest

- Joel Madden and Nicole Richie visited the Ocean City Boardwalk in Ocean City, NJ. (Not to be confused with Ocean City, MD)

Though, surprisingly, Joel & Nicole lived to tell the tale.

So, all in all, just a monumental day in so many ways. A sad, weird, and somewhat unexplainable day.

He's got to find his own pizza party

Went to the Wildwood pier for a taste of summer times. It wasn't too summery feeling since it was dark and somewhat windy, but that didn't stop any of the scantily clad ladies from coming out. I don't get it, though. Are those girls cold and just pretending they're not or are they really not cold? Does their metaphorical (and usually imaginary) hotness keep them warm? Well, however they do it, I hope it's worth it. I hope the nab themselves a decent guy. There's so many of them just trolling the boards down there. Yelling at you from their car window. If I could withstand the chill, maybe I wouldn't still be single. OH SIGH! I could have like a few babies by now! Damn my low tolerance for cold!