Anyone who knows me well enough knows that I was raised as a boy of summer. My parents bought a house at the Jersey Shore with my grandma in 1976. I was 5. I’ve been somewhere at the Jersey Shore ever since. I count down the days to Memorial day week after week from Labor day. In the water for hours growing up with my brother and sister I was whole. I wasn’t weight down. I was alive more than any other place in my life, in my heart. It was the cure for everything that ailed me.
I worked at gas stations, I delivered papers, I even worked in the Brigantine Castle. My first jersey shore gig with the band was Jimmy’s in Wildwood and then not too long after we filled in for a band that cancelled at Carney’s in Cape May and the rest was history. If I didn’t love the beach before I was smitten as an adult as well.
This memorial day was no different. It’s been 10 years since we got the Wildwood condo. We’ve only had to get a new fridge since so this year ordered a new living room set and bed. I haven’t had a decent nights sleep there in at least 3 years. Damn bed. All better now. I had two shows at the shore and 1 in Philly this weekend so we headed to the shore Thursday to make everything pretty. Played in Sea Isle on Friday and then Saturday we did our little drunk walk, go carting, shoot the dude with paint balls, call a cabs, fish bowls, tram cars, and twisted lemonades. I couldn’t even take a nap I was so excited to get to Carney’s to play and it was packed to the gills. It was a great time!
Came home Sunday morning and played a block party. It started raining. I just started grabbing our stuff and bringing it to safety and I must have slammed my hand because it swelled up quickly and bad. But other than it being really discolored from bruising. It looks fine right now, thank god.
Monday I usually have a pool party but rain in the forecast ended that. It never did end up raining. And that my friends is my summer kick off in a nutshell. Surrounded by good friends, family and fun.
I am doing okay. I thought for sure that not counting my calories and drinking lots of fruity girly drinks, that I was in trouble on the scale but it’s not bad. I did gain a few pounds over the last few weeks but really just about the same as last week.
I have hit my workouts. I trained upper body yesterday. I am still on the path. I will hit my next goal by years end because I have it in me and I am tough. I am strong.
But I figured I’d fill you in, catch you up and get out of here. Sorry it’s not very deep this week but I am already dreaming of the beach!
See you in the water!