They have completely taken over my poor little garden. It looks like the cucumbers will survive. The tomatoes have eclipsed the wax beans and pepper plants - you can see them in the front of the garden. There are a TON of yellow flowers and little green tomatoes. Oh my, I think I will be overrun with tomatoes!
Anyone want some?
]]>A married couple in their early 60s was celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary in a quiet, romantic little restaurant.
Suddenly, a tiny yet beautiful fairy appeared on their table.
She said, "For being such an exemplary married couple and for being
loving to each other for all this time, I will grant you each a wish."
The wife answered, "Oh, I want to travel around the world with my
darling husband." The fairy waved her magic wand and - poof! - two tickets for the Queen Mary II appeared in her hands.
The husband thought for a moment, "Well, this is all very romantic, but an opportunity like this will never come again. I'm sorry my love, but my wish is to have a wife 30 years younger than me."
The wife and the fairy were deeply disappointed, but a wish is a wish.
So the fairy waved her magic wand and poof! The husband became 92 years old.
The moral of this story: Men who are ungrateful bastards should remember fairies are female.
Why is it in my head!?!???
I miss the dancing old guy - he was funny.
Tomorrow, the girls and I are off to Jenkinsons. We'll be hanging with my stepmom, sis in law, and my ten month old nephew. I hear the weather will be fabulous.
Tilt-A-Whirl, here I come!
]]>Sorting the boxes at Mom's was a little more difficult to do than I thought. It wasn't the work - that part was easy. It was the opening of my Nana and Pop's stuff that caused me to cry several times. Pop's Pennsylvania Railroad keys and assorted paperwork, a photo and newspaper article about my great-grandfather, Nana's little crystal pieces, stuff that my dad had brought home for my Mom. Oy - I'm getting all verklempt just thinking about it again.
We discarded quite a few pieces and I will be making multiple trips to the local thrift shops. They will be thrilled to get all this stuff and Mom is thrilled that her basement is coming back to order. As for me, well, I am happy to be able to help and I enjoy looking at pieces I remember from my childhood.
I really do.
Happy Birthday to me and my Mom! I'm twenty-eighteen today...
Ew.
Why silly, it's the light at the end of the tunnel.
We only have two 1/2 days of school left before the girls are O U T out of school.
Booyah!
]]>I know, it's been forever since I last posted. Between working as much as possible and the girls' activities, I haven't had the time or energy to blog. We have also opened our pool, built a patio using the lumber from our old demolished deck, moved the trampoline, finished up with some small projects, hosted Buncos, and even had my ten month old nephew spend a night with us. That was fun!
Check out my Flickr page for some nice pictures.
I had an hour break while working today so I went home for lunch. I switched the pool filter on and started to skim the pool. I saw what I thought was a big clump of weeds and skimmed it off the top of the water. Imagine my shock and complete horror when I realized that it wasn't leaves but a dead squirrel! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Of course, my first reaction was to toss the icky thing right over the fence. But, I ended up triple bagging it and tossing it into the garbage. ::shudder:: But, it made me remember a really funny website: Things We Found Dead In Our Pool Check it out for yourselves - the guy has a chart of all the dead things he has fished out of his pool. Perhaps I am twisted but I think it's absolutely hysterical.
Well - I am off to bed. I've got work in the morning!
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It's hard to write about not-so-good things that happen to your children. ::sigh::
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We chatted for almost an hour while our girls all disappeared to the beedrooms to play. It was an absolutely gorgeous day - clear and sunny. Liz and I decided to visit Long Beach Island (LBI), picnic on the beach, and collect shells. I dug out three kites to play with too. We loaded up Liz's van and we were off. Can you say road trip?
I live about 15 minutes from the beach. We were lucky - we parked right in Ship Bottom and dragged all of our stuff, including the five girls, and hauled all the crap to the beach.
It was beautiful. See for yourself.
The girls immediately headed for the jetty. There were a lot of shells. I mean - LOTS - of shells.
We even found sand dollars - quite a few of them. I have never found sand dollars on the Jersey shoreline.
Liz and her family arrived at my home around noon. Turns out that The Boy stayed home with her husband Garth (not his real name) to work on manly sort of things. Can't say I blame him as he would have been surrounded by seven females. Heck, some days I don't want to be around my own two girls!
We chatted for almost an hour while our girls all disappeared to various bedrooms to play. It was an absolutely gorgeous day - clear and sunny. Liz and I had planned to visit Long Beach Island aka LBI and have a picnic on the beach, and collect shells. I dug out three kites to play with too. We loaded up Liz's van and we were off. Can you say road trip?
We spent about two hours on the beach, trying not to get wet as the ocean water was about 45-40 degrees. It was so cold it burned! The girls didn't seems to have as much as a problem as Liz and I. We had to head back to the mainland once Mini-Me got soaked by a rouge wave.
Liz stopped for gas and I introduced her to the yummy deliciousness of Wawa's Vanilla Lattes. Once we got back to my house, the girls cleaned off and once again, disappeared off to play. Liz and I settled down to talk. Things were nice and relaxed until we heard the dulcet tones of "Turkey In The Straw". Mini-Me and Youngest immediately appeared out of thin air with Eldest and Thing 2 right behind them. As soon as Liz and I agreed to a treat, they flew out of my house and headed right to the road to start frantically waving down the ice cream man woman. They chose their treats and ran off the the back yard.
Once it was time to leave, we all said our goodbyes, hugged, and waved to the gang of This Full House as they drove down our street. We always have such fun together - I can't wait for our next visit!
Original New Jersey Moms Blog post and crossposted to Katespot