Ever since our trip to the West Coast to visit my friend Lynn in January, I have been having some major West Coast envy. Time and I both fell in love with California, especially Santa Monica. I think that we would both move out there if it was feasible, but there are just too many factors that would figure into a big move right now. We even planned a second trip for July, but had to cancel at the last minute. So I have been pining for California for quite a while.
I realized a couple of weeks ago that what I would have to do is to embrace my Jersey. NJ has personality, if nothing else, so I decided that I had to tap into that and go with it. This weekend went a long way towards discovering my inner Jersey. On Friday, pre-season football started. I love football, and I love(/hate) the JETS. Even though they lost, it felt good to watch the game and see what our QB prospects are for the year. I got the excited feeling in my stomach and realized that I probably couldn't root for any other team if we moved. I'm no Chargers girl. So score one for NJ.
We went to Great Adventure twice this summer, which is also a very Jersey thing. Perhaps less so since they've cleaned it up - no skanky people in bikinis strolling around or teenagers smoking. But there are so many childhood memories there that it is definitely a part of my Jersey roots. And the kids loved it. Especially Mac, since she is just the right age. I think that a season pass next summer is definitely something to look forward to.
On Saturday, we went down the shore with Tim and his instructors from the karate school. We visited my Aunt Patti and Uncle Bob, who have a house down at Point Pleasant. Anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE the shore. And this Saturday was the ultimate experience. We were down at my favorite NJ shore, at a beautiful beach house, with wonderful family. My aunt and uncle got a blow up pool for the kids and let them splash around while we soaked up some sun, had some drinks, and talked. Then I took Mac on the boardwalk for some Kohr's orange/vanilla twist. Really, nothing better.
And much to my surprise, I'm actually sort of looking forward to autumn. I dread winter, but wouldn't mind the autumn activities of snuggling up in sweats, watching a JETS game, and having soup. I think if I can swing a trip into NYC, I'll be a reaffirmed east coast girl.
So have I embraced my Jersey? Abso-f'in-lutely.
