Despite what seems to be a constant series of rainy weekends, L and I have been to the shore a lot this summer, sometimes separately. She and a girl friend made it out to Long Beach, Long Island, New York where she reported there were numerous maidens going topless in the July sunshine. I just got back from a solo trip to Long Beach Island, New Jersey, (apparently there weren't many names for beaches back when they were naming these two). I am sorry to report no sightings similar to L's but the greenhead flies were very active in their quest for human blood. I spent a lot of the day on the dock with a good book about Ben Franklin's life and times.
The last week of July we both went to Avon by the Sea, NJ which is as lovely as it sounds. A very clean beach, good food nearby and we lucked into a week that had only one stormy day. (We spent that day in a marathon Scrabble contest sipping on Apple Martinis and munching various chips, crackers and goldfish and discussing where to go eat a lobster. We went to Kleins. excellent) The rest of the time we were on the sand, in our chairs with our books. We spent many previous years bicycling across various states, now we like to watch the tide come in and the tide go out. A big moment for us is when some kid on a boogie board has a particularly good ride.
The water was extra cold this year, about 62 degrees F, but we have to get in and splash around and dive under. I always tell myself that it probably isn't cold enough to kill me, sometimes I have to wonder after that first dive.
What else? I'm not doing this in a timely order, am I? Let's see. BBQ's with friends in New Jersey, a couple of bad movies, a trip to the Bronx Zoo to see the tigers, squired my cousin the priest and his cousin the nun on a brief tour of Washington Heights, t o o m a n y meals out at restaurants and bistros and a few nights of loudness (NO SMOKE!) in a couple of bars.
I went to an art opening and wine tasting a couple of weeks ago. Um. Got to see some of the relatives of those maidens of Long Beach in some of the works. I think the artist must have had trouble drawing clothing of any kind and apparently he had not looked around New York for any of the good looking models we have readily on hand here. um The red wine tasted like ah er ummm red water and the white wine was very warm...........
I went to a party where the hostess served everyone a 2 lb lobster. Impossible to believe but three people at my table couldn't finish theirs (I suck the juice out of the little legs) So they GAVE me the remains. I think I had five pounds of lobster.
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Youngest son is coming to the city soon to play BB Kings. We'll be going.
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