Friday, July 11, 2008

Like Sands through the Hourglass....

I wish I had something refreshing or exciting to say, but I don't. In fact either I've achieved nirvana and am in a constant state of serene bliss or, more likely, I've finally reached the age of being a boring-assed old fart.

And to be honest, I'll take either.

I often think that I've already had 2 or 3 lifetimes worth of excitement, glamour and sophistication.

I also often think that I've already had all the hurt and drama I can (or want to) handle.

These days I'm happy to get together with old friends to share a week at the beach, lots of yuks and belly laughs, cutthroat games of Scrabble or Hearts, good homecooked meals, days on the beach acting like 12 year olds or nights on the boardwalk doing exactly the same thing.

So I should be delirious the week after next, when a bunch of us head down to the south Jersey Shore, to the beach town of Wildwood aka the "Irish Riviera", which I haven't been to since I was 14 years old. I can't wait to go back. I've changed a lot over the years. So has Wildwood.













In honor of the occasion I've broken down and bought a new digital camera (a Nikon S550) with which I hope to take tons of photos to post, since I can't possibly send all of you boxes of Salt Water Taffy from the New Jersey Shore!





The emails are flying back and forth between the housemates regarding who's bringing what, especially the really import stuff, like this:

















Because this is what the beach looks like on a hot, July afternoon.















or else this:



I can't wait until next weekend.

3 comments:

Bev Sykes said...

How cool! You've bought yourself a camera. I look forward to bigger and better entries. :)

And thanks again for the salt water taffy you sent, several years ago, from the shore. Now my dentist tells me not to eat stuff like that, ever since a jelly bean pulled a crown off--but I do have fond memories.

JoyZeeBoy said...

Oops, I'd forgotten about the salt water taffy/pulled crown affair.

How do you feel about caramel corn, instead?

I'm sure I'll find something to send you, even it's just a cheesy postcard from the Doo-Wop capital of the Woild, Wildwood, Noo Joyzee! (it's hard to get the accent exactly right. It's a little New York and a lot Philadelphia.)

JoyZeeBoy said...

p.s. yes, I got a camera. Or at least I should by the end of today. The UPS website says that it's "on the truck" for delivery.

And then I can be just like my hero... YOU!!!! and post tons of pictures of unsuspecting friends and relatives.