You know that feeling of having nothing to do, but sit by a pool with some lemonade, walk around in your swimsuit all day, eat juicy watermelon for lunch and take a delicious afternoon nap in the sun on the grass?
Well, I've been doing that all day. I'm on vacation, at my parents house, in New Joisey. (Er, New Jersey)
Jersey gets a bad rap. I can understand why. When you fly in all you see is the Turnpike, with the smokestacks and junk car lots, or the Garden State Parkway traffic. It's ugly, I know. That's why they call it the "Armpit of America". That and the fact it's tucked in under New York City and so they give us all their stink. But, I think the rest is quite lovely. Especially where my parents live, down by the beach...and they have a pool and it's hot and sunny and I'm lovin' it. Not like McDonald's "I'm lovin it." (Yuck, I think of Supersize Me, the movie.) But hearing crickets and seeing fireflies at night "I'm lovin it." Sitting around drinking wine and eating Chinese food that I don't have to pay for with my parents "I'm lovin' it." Sleeping in a big fluffy bed with the softest white sheets "I'm lovin it." You get the picture.
So I'm here for a week. I don't know how much writing I'll do. Maybe a lot, maybe a little. But this little plot of land, with the pool, the garden, and the tomato trellis outside my window, has got to be one of my most favorite places, because it describes a word that we all relate to in hopefully the warmest of ways and that word...is home.
Oh and one more thing. Is it disgusting that I shared my purple popsicle with my dog? 'Cause I just did. (And yes, I'm one of those kinds of dog people.)
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