NJ Stinks!!

That's what people from NJ want you to think so that you'll stay the hell out. I'm just helping them out by perpetuating the myth...but...not really. Connor and I had a great weekend--the weather was SPECTACULAR. There is so much to do there, it is hard to choose. On Friday we spent some time at Aunt Marilyn's pool. On Saturday we hit the tiny municipal beach that was my "little kid" beach on the Toms River (which isn't really a river, its an inlet of the bay). The cedar tinged water was a little off-putting for Connor, so there was no swimming, but lots of fun on the beach itself. And we were the only people there other than an old lady who really should try some sun block now and then.

Check out that sky!!

There was alot of sand being relo'd by the Tonka.

The beach had some really interesting pink rocks.

And many ducks, as evidenced by this footprint next to Connor's.



Saturday night we hit the Seaside Heights Funtown Pier and Connor did his first solo go-kart race. He's a really good driver...I was shocked!


And the girls got to ride the Log Flume with their cousin. Mom and my sister were a little freaked out "There's no belts?" "There's no latches?" Um, no. They're almost 4 years-old. They're scared shitless. They will not climb out. FYI--THEY LOVED IT.



On Sunday morning we high-tailed it to Six Flags Great Adventure Safari Park. Its a drive through zoo, basically. Very fun and great to do with Aunt Marilyn because she's a rider, not a walker! The highpoint of the safari was the 9 foot tall elk with 4 foot wide racks walking in between our cars. Freaky! No picture because I was busy collecting myself.

On Sunday afternoon Connor and I hit the beach over at the ocean. We wasted about an hour trying to get into Island Beach State Park only to find that it was at capacity, so we did what we should have done in the first place which was just go to "my regular" beach at F St. in Seaside Park. Honestly, the weather, the water, the company--everything was just right. It was easily one of my Top 10 Beach Days in my life. I did not want to leave--I actually got misty when we were packing up. Hawaii was so long ago and there were no beach days in-between. I was angry with myself that we hadn't gone to the ocean every day over the weekend. Spilt milk, or spilt seawater, I guess. Connor got to really break in his birthday present---a real Morey Boogie Board. He morphed it into a body skim board and had a blast. Seriously, the child had to have flung himself on his belly 150 times in 4 hours. And yes, that turquoise blue sea you're looking at is one hour north of Atlantic City.