Meanwhile, back at “Amity”….
Jim had four days off so we wanted to do something a little bit different. We hadn’t been to Atlantic City in a bit, so we headed off on a road trip
I hadn’t been to the Hard Rock casino,, and we decided we would head on up to check it out. We went up and stayed for just a few hours. After all, we just wanted a little something different.
So I managed to get away from the slot machines after actually making some money and leaving with a profit. When we got outside, I was greeted with the sight of the Steel Pier Ferris wheel. Being from the tri-state area, I remember the Steel Pier of my childhood and was happy to see it had managed to be still active.
We made our way home after a nice night. We were happy to see Kasia as she was to see us, and thus ended the little vacation.
School is finally over and vacation started for me on Wednesday.
Unfortunately it was the type of vacation where I must have picked a GI bug up from a student and spent two days sick as a pup. This evening is the first night of “vacation” where I am not perking a 101-102 fever. I feel rather decent and am taking it easy. I figure tomorrow, waking up chipper, I’ll resume my daily schedule of home life.
I started slow housekeeping after our morning walk and breakfast. Robert Shaw and “Jaws” kept us company. Kasia and I had gotten soaking wet during our morning walk. It was a light drizzle when we started: half way in, it changed its’ tune. We had a decent afternoon, and we are trying to savor relatively low temperatures while they are with us.
Gardening has been at a slow pace, as we have been getting a lot of rain. That makes me a bit sad, as I know my tomato plants will pay the price. I know heat is due back as of the weekend, so we will see. Our diet is keeping par for the course: as more fresh vegetables come in, I know I’ll be diving in with more vigor.I know our lettuce is thriving right now.
I can’t wait!
you better hurry….
I had to laugh when I was working the ferry, the amount of “snowbirds” who made reservations to drive to Florida as early as September. Well,now it seems as those who missed the boat are getting on the planes to Las Vegas and Florida and other warm spots.
I am sure it is quite nice to be able to do this, but when you LIVE somewhere, and are HAPPY somewhere, why would you want to be somewhere else.Don’t get me wrong. I am an advocate behind vacations and will take one again some day,It’s hard to encompass the “thought”of vacation, when you live at a spot like this…..
and I am sure Key West has some fabulous sunsets, but hey….
So if you are looking for me, well, here I am.
We met our friends in Wildwood yesterday afternoon and spent some hours with them catching up: we hadn’t seen them since this past November.
By the restaurant where we met was a candy store that has been on the Wildwood boardwalk from when my Dad was young.It’s called Douglass Candy.
In a shore resort town, people are awfully peculiar about their favorite spot to buy sweets when on vacation. For my family, we always went to Douglass for salt water taffy, creme mints, and molasses paddles.I have pretty much outgrown any desire for salt water taffy, and yesterday bought some creme mints. When my Mom would go in and buy candy to bring home when we were on vacation, Douglass used to make the white mint into a braid, and Mom would buy it for my Babci, her mother.They no longer make it, but the creme mints are good to have for an occasion quick fix for indigestion or sour stomach.
The thing I am chomping on right now is the molasses paddle. They put a 4 inch square of what basically is molasses salt water taffy on a taffy stick and then dip it in dark chocolate.We used to have to wait to take them home, and stick them in the refrigerator,where the melted chocolate, from transport in the car, would firm up and the flip side of this? You would have to bite down hard on the paddle, as the taffy was hard as get out.My molars weren’t really fond of this.
Fortunately,I live within striking range, and my paddle that I am enjoying now isn’t refrigerated, and the taste brings me back to the 1960’s and 70’s while in Wildwood on vacation. I can see my Babci waiting in the outdoor pavilion across from the store while we came out with our goodies and we happily went on our way.
I was working the register today for 5 hours and had swarms and swarms of vacation folks coming in from the ocean and pool to buy liquor, snacks, lunch and dinner.Of 100 people I waited on,98 had low blood sugar because they were crankier than hell.
The killer was a mother daughter duo from upstate Pennsylvania who were doing food shopping for the week, They are here for the first time for a girls week of vacation. Well, I guess they really are “on vacation”, as they spent $612 in groceries.
What are they, feeding an army?
I marvel as I ring up ding-dongs and Gatorade and wine and gluten-free and low-calorie and mallomars and goat cheese and velveeta and wonder, is there a dietary rationale here? Have they gone off their diets and yet the Fresca is to appease their conscience? Oh yeah, and did I mention that they throw in a bunch of kale to make it look like they are going to juice?
All I have to say is I wonder what they buy when they are home.
…Seems like, I’m the only one around.Somehow these words came into my mind.I don’t remember what song they are from but it was one out in the 60’s when I was a kid.
My buddies Juls,Dottie and Kathy are on their vacations. Juls leaves tomorrow for Hawaii to see her daughter and her family. Kathy left yesterday and is with her husband down in Miami waiting to go on a Caribbean cruise.Dottie leaves Saturday for Arizona and the Grand Canyon.
That’s the funny thing about being retired.I am not working: why would I need a vacation? I am in a quiet spot, well, at least quiet for now.I used to have to get up early in the morning to get up and walk the girls and then get ready for work.Now, when I get up in the morning, I am shocked not to be awake at 4:45am.There is something to be said for having a new routine established in your life.I wonder when the newness of it wears off: probably when I end up getting a little job.Then I’ll be back to square one, and in dire of a vacation.
I guess I’ll be out-of-town, then.
Our instructor for our Flip Fitness class is on vacation for two weeks.
Whoo-hoo…well, because she gets to have vacation, naturally.
We had Jessica as our instructor tonight and it really was funny. Our instructor Jackie is infamous for not liking odd numbers of repetition for exercises. She tens to make us do ten and then tries to slip more in, We imagined her at her shore hang out, and we joked that we were sending vibes down to her every time we changed the count amount.**Don’t tell her, but we did actually do ten most of the time, but she doesn’t have to know that**.
The problem was we were tweaking some different varieties of exercises so, for example, the position might have been different but you had the same, if not better end result. Well, I was kind of getting into it, and hope I won’t be too sore when I have physical therapy tomorrow.