We won, we won! While I do try to teach my girls that "it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game," it sure feels good to have that trophy in hand. As a family, we won the "Good Sport" award for grown-ups who dress up in the best costumes and march in the parade with their kids. So here we are in costume, from left to right: Maddie (as Sharpay "Golf" from High School Musical) Rex (as Ken), Bay Head Mayor Bill Curtis, Roxy (as Barbie), and London (as Sharpay "End of Year" from High School Musical).
I took an amazing bunch of photos (including a Bay Head appearance by all of the presidential and vice presidential candidates) that I'll be posting over the course of the week, hope you'll enjoy!
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Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Today's the Day for the Bay Head Halloween Parade
It is eight o'clock on Sunday morning and we are waiting for London and Maddie to wake up at our beach house in Bay Head, NJ and begin the countdown to the 11:45am Bay Head Halloween Parade. Witches, goblins, ghosts and Disney princesses will start gathering on Mount Street in Bay Head, New Jersey, shortly after 11am for the 11:45am parade start.
As my loyal Roxiticus Desperate Housewives readers know, we stayed up north in Mendham on Friday night for the big Joan Jett & the Blackhearts concert at the Mayo Center of the Performing Arts in Morristown, NJ. We waited until late on Saturday afternoon for the drive down, and made it here in time for one of Rex's specialties...the last lobsters of the season. The weather forecast, including howling wind and rain all day yesterday, may have scared some other fair weather residents off, but we were determined to get down here and march in the parade...come hell, Halloween, or high water. Thankfully, the high water on Lake Avenue has gone down overnight to make way for the parade.
London and Maddie decided to go as a pair of Sharpays (the High School Musical character, not the dog breed) -- one Sharpay Golf and one Sharpay End-of-Year Celebration, complete with gold lame (pronounced la-MAY, not sure how you'd spell it differently than adding an accent over the "e") pants.
Rex and I are going as Barbie and Ken, and we're hoping this motley family can win a trophy this year. Rex really looks the part, and London promised to style my hair in Barbie pigtails, but the competition is always tough... we're not the only family in Bay Head that takes Halloween seriously!
Wish us luck...and if the girls' costumes, wigs, and oversized sunglasses turn out to be a suitable disguise, I may even share some photos here on Monday.
As my loyal Roxiticus Desperate Housewives readers know, we stayed up north in Mendham on Friday night for the big Joan Jett & the Blackhearts concert at the Mayo Center of the Performing Arts in Morristown, NJ. We waited until late on Saturday afternoon for the drive down, and made it here in time for one of Rex's specialties...the last lobsters of the season. The weather forecast, including howling wind and rain all day yesterday, may have scared some other fair weather residents off, but we were determined to get down here and march in the parade...come hell, Halloween, or high water. Thankfully, the high water on Lake Avenue has gone down overnight to make way for the parade.
London and Maddie decided to go as a pair of Sharpays (the High School Musical character, not the dog breed) -- one Sharpay Golf and one Sharpay End-of-Year Celebration, complete with gold lame (pronounced la-MAY, not sure how you'd spell it differently than adding an accent over the "e") pants.
Rex and I are going as Barbie and Ken, and we're hoping this motley family can win a trophy this year. Rex really looks the part, and London promised to style my hair in Barbie pigtails, but the competition is always tough... we're not the only family in Bay Head that takes Halloween seriously!
Wish us luck...and if the girls' costumes, wigs, and oversized sunglasses turn out to be a suitable disguise, I may even share some photos here on Monday.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sisters: Taking Off the Training Wheels, Memorial Day Weekend in Bay Head, New Jersey
My two daughters are 13 months apart. When I was pregnant with London, I had hoped for twins, but ending up with "Irish twins" when Maddie was born has been so much better. They have been joined at the hip since London cried out with glee, "Maddie OUT!" when I brought her sister home from Lenox Hill Hospital to our co-op on West 12th Street in the West Village.
I took this picture yesterday in Bay Head, NJ, when we took the girls to a loop of sidewalk they call the "lollipop" so that Maddie could take her first shot at riding the straightaway without training wheels. As I was getting ready to hold the handlebars to steady the bike for Maddie, she wailed, "No, Mommy, I want London to help me!" They both came home covered with scrapes and bruises but with matching huge smiles across their faces.
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Maddie Launches Her Web Site: I Love Dogs and So Do You!
My older daughter, London, has her own blog called The Daily Soup, and her younger sister, Maddie, woke up yesterday and decided she wanted to be a blogger, too. We've launched her blog, "I Love Dogs and So Do You!" with a picture of Cashew, who lives across the street from us in Bay Head, New Jersey.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Margarita Night at the Neighbors' House in Bay Head, New Jersey
Every year, usually early in the season to celebrate our return to the beach in Bay Head, New Jersey, we get together for dinner and drinks with the neighbors across the street. Rex cooks an amazing bunch of steaks, and Jango (with the bad influence on three minors assistance of his 10-year-old daughter and my two girls) makes pitcher after pitcher of margaritas.
Tonight is that night, and we are really looking forward to it.
She said "I'm going out with my girlfriends
Margaritas at the Holiday Inn"
Oh have mercy my only thought
Was tequila makes her clothes fall off
I told her put an extra layer on
I know what happens when she drinks Patron
Her closet's missing half the things she bought
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She'll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
Them panty hose ain't gonna last too long
If the dj puts Bon Jovi on
She might come home in a table cloth
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She can handle any champagne brunch
A bridal shower with Bacardi punch
Jello shooters full of Smirnoff
But tequila makes her clothes fall off
She'll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
She don't mean nothing
She just havin' fun
Tomorrow she'll say oh what have I done
Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
-- "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off" -- Joe Nichols
Tonight is that night, and we are really looking forward to it.
She said "I'm going out with my girlfriends
Margaritas at the Holiday Inn"
Oh have mercy my only thought
Was tequila makes her clothes fall off
I told her put an extra layer on
I know what happens when she drinks Patron
Her closet's missing half the things she bought
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She'll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
Them panty hose ain't gonna last too long
If the dj puts Bon Jovi on
She might come home in a table cloth
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She can handle any champagne brunch
A bridal shower with Bacardi punch
Jello shooters full of Smirnoff
But tequila makes her clothes fall off
She'll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
She don't mean nothing
She just havin' fun
Tomorrow she'll say oh what have I done
Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
-- "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off" -- Joe Nichols
Gone Shoppin'
After a nice bike ride in sunny Bay Head, New Jersey, Rex took the girls and me on a shopping trip to The W.A.S.P. on Bridge Avenue and The Bee (just moved to a new, bigger location) on Route 35. The girls made out like bandits at The W.A.S.P., picking out "twin" bathing suit sets as well as three or four new outfits each.
Their mom didn't do too badly either...I found a nice white pinstripe suit at The W.A.S.P. and a hot midnight black and white wide strip tank dress at The Bee. We are ready to start stepping out for the summer season here in Bay Head, New Jersey.
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A Day at the Beach!
We're off to bike ride and hit the beach for the day, but I'll leave you with this watercolor that a local artist painted of our house in Bay Head, New Jersey. The girls have a new set of seashells painted and have already earned $3.50 (14 shells @ 25 cents each) selling seashells down by the seashore.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Outside the Roxiticus Valley: Theresa's South is Coming to Mount Street in Bay Head, New Jersey
Despite the earlier protests of our year-round neighbors in Bay Head, New Jersey, we've had a restaurant on the corner of Mount Street and Route 35 for several years. It started with Heat Wave, which changed to Bay Head Bistro. The location changed hands again over this past winter, and there's a sign that the owners of Theresa's, Mojave Grill, and Isabella's, all in Westfield, New Jersey, are bringing Theresa's South to Mount Street in Bay Head.
As I was taking these pictures, I ran into some guys who were working inside the restaurant, and they told me they hoped to have it ready by June 1st. With Rex's birthday and Father's Day in the month of June, we'll be sure to have a review for you by the end of the month.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Off to the Beach!
Tomorrow morning we are off to open our beach house in Bay Head, New Jersey...can't wait!!
The girls are excited to pack up their beach stuff and set up house down there....dolls, books, art supplies and easel, bikes and helmets, more books. They are also prepared to launch into their second successful season of "She Sells Seashells Down By the Seashore" in which they paint seashells and sell them in front of our house for 25 cents each. Last year, they put away over $150 in college funds!!
We'll arrive in time for the first Central Market Sub of the season, meet with a painter about repainting our porch (best to do the floor when there's no one around to walk on it), then check out the beach. We're having dinner at The Shipwreck Grill in Brielle, NJ, on Saturday night.
Thanks to the excellent job Comcast is doing for us in Bay Head (ma'am, I understand that you purchased your modem at Circuit City and that you've faxed us the receipt for your owned modem over and over again, but if you're unwilling to pay our $3 monthly modem rental for your owned modem, you're going to have to return your Circuit City modem that you own free and clear to the Comcast central office in Brick before we'll turn your service back on), we have no cable TV or Internet access at our beach house.
However, I will commit to posting regularly over on my Bay Head Blog now that the beach house is open!! Hooray!!
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Under the Boardwalk, Tribute to the Jersey Shore: May 2, 1992
What I did this summer…
Riding down the parkway in a hot red sportscar, wayfarers on, windows rolled down, smiling at the boys, tapes of Bruce & Southside turned up to 9.
Back to the land of Frank’s Amusements, SAUSAGE•STEAKS•PIZZA, Jenkinson’s Beach & Arcade, it starts to call us, the Jersey born & bred, as soon as the temperatures hit the 70s. Today it is 78, according to Sam Champion’s predictions last night. J. Geils sings, “Do I Love You With All My Heart? I do do do do do do do do do” and all is right with the world. Cliché line: The summer stretches out in front of me like a promise of dreams to be fulfilled." If these clouds don’t disappear I will be forced to retreat to the boardwalk. Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah. I think of Huey Lewis singing Do You Believe in Love and look back to the lifeguards I missed when I was with MoneyPenny. No excuses, no time for regrets.
So what if I need a sweatshirt to stay on the beach.
What I did this summer…
Buying a roll of parkway tokens as a symbol of my commitment to the Jersey Shore. Looking up at a packed boardwalk. Keep the pen moving. Kites fly overhead and I remember breaking up with MoneyPenny here in Pt. Pleasant, walking with our matching Mickey and Minnie Mouse kites in our hands, trying to explain to him what I though I was missing, kids playing on the beach, still not sure if I’ll ever be a part of that. Almost a lost childhood but I never wanted to be a child. Always striving to get ahead, to be more of an adult, an achiever, and now I want to surf with rich media brokers. I don’t share the values of the tie-dyed teenagers across the sand, Johnny Moneybags still defines my world my dreams my desires.
As they batten down the hatches to keep out the wind at Martell’s, I realize that summer isn’t quite here, but the beach is free until Memorial Day & so is parking if you know where to look.
Linda Ronstadt sings “It’s so easy to fall in love.” Not the second time. Phil Collins brings back memories of Curtis. What was that all about, anyway? Wasn’t bad, that’s for sure. As Johnny Moneybags would put it, “matching up” with a guy with a nice body & a gorgeous tan – the scuba dudes. He was even older than me (32?) and still beautiful. They’re out there, I just need to find them.
Back to the bones of the beach. Only the hardcore today. No suntan oil. But plenty of moms & dads with their kids out for the first taste of hot dogs & amusements. Daddy, win me something.
Waves curl over the water and hit the shoreline.
The beach is clearing out as the wind whips down the shoreline. It may be time to retreat to Martell’s for a beer and some nachos. Wanting so desperately to be able to make people feel this. Tonight may be a major movie night, double or triple feature of the tapes I’ve been making from HBO and Cinemax.
Down at the end of the boardwalk, wishing upon a star for a boy with a boat. Or my own damn boat, how to make it happen. It seems so materialistic, I never used to feel this way until I entered Johnny Moneybags' World.
Seeing families at the beach, I know there is a lot I don’t want right now. An ordinary life, with a nebulous husband and 2.2 kids. The nagging mom instead of the free spirit. I would lose all of my freedom with a family.
“Take all the freedom that a lover will allow
If you feel the feeling that I’m feeling now
Hold me and tell me that the words you say are true
Answer the question I must ask of you
Do you wanna make love
Or do you just wanna fool around?”
-- Peter McCann
Even when I was a kid in the 70s who had never made love I understood the meaning. Johnny, it has to mean everything to me. “Me, too” he said at the time, completely oblivious to the fact that the idea of a soulmate was the antithesis of his maintenance girlfriends.
A boat called “Dancin’ Barefoot” goes by.
Riding down the parkway in a hot red sportscar, wayfarers on, windows rolled down, smiling at the boys, tapes of Bruce & Southside turned up to 9.
Back to the land of Frank’s Amusements, SAUSAGE•STEAKS•PIZZA, Jenkinson’s Beach & Arcade, it starts to call us, the Jersey born & bred, as soon as the temperatures hit the 70s. Today it is 78, according to Sam Champion’s predictions last night. J. Geils sings, “Do I Love You With All My Heart? I do do do do do do do do do” and all is right with the world. Cliché line: The summer stretches out in front of me like a promise of dreams to be fulfilled." If these clouds don’t disappear I will be forced to retreat to the boardwalk. Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah. I think of Huey Lewis singing Do You Believe in Love and look back to the lifeguards I missed when I was with MoneyPenny. No excuses, no time for regrets.
So what if I need a sweatshirt to stay on the beach.
What I did this summer…
Buying a roll of parkway tokens as a symbol of my commitment to the Jersey Shore. Looking up at a packed boardwalk. Keep the pen moving. Kites fly overhead and I remember breaking up with MoneyPenny here in Pt. Pleasant, walking with our matching Mickey and Minnie Mouse kites in our hands, trying to explain to him what I though I was missing, kids playing on the beach, still not sure if I’ll ever be a part of that. Almost a lost childhood but I never wanted to be a child. Always striving to get ahead, to be more of an adult, an achiever, and now I want to surf with rich media brokers. I don’t share the values of the tie-dyed teenagers across the sand, Johnny Moneybags still defines my world my dreams my desires.
As they batten down the hatches to keep out the wind at Martell’s, I realize that summer isn’t quite here, but the beach is free until Memorial Day & so is parking if you know where to look.
Linda Ronstadt sings “It’s so easy to fall in love.” Not the second time. Phil Collins brings back memories of Curtis. What was that all about, anyway? Wasn’t bad, that’s for sure. As Johnny Moneybags would put it, “matching up” with a guy with a nice body & a gorgeous tan – the scuba dudes. He was even older than me (32?) and still beautiful. They’re out there, I just need to find them.
Back to the bones of the beach. Only the hardcore today. No suntan oil. But plenty of moms & dads with their kids out for the first taste of hot dogs & amusements. Daddy, win me something.
Waves curl over the water and hit the shoreline.
The beach is clearing out as the wind whips down the shoreline. It may be time to retreat to Martell’s for a beer and some nachos. Wanting so desperately to be able to make people feel this. Tonight may be a major movie night, double or triple feature of the tapes I’ve been making from HBO and Cinemax.
Down at the end of the boardwalk, wishing upon a star for a boy with a boat. Or my own damn boat, how to make it happen. It seems so materialistic, I never used to feel this way until I entered Johnny Moneybags' World.
Seeing families at the beach, I know there is a lot I don’t want right now. An ordinary life, with a nebulous husband and 2.2 kids. The nagging mom instead of the free spirit. I would lose all of my freedom with a family.
“Take all the freedom that a lover will allow
If you feel the feeling that I’m feeling now
Hold me and tell me that the words you say are true
Answer the question I must ask of you
Do you wanna make love
Or do you just wanna fool around?”
-- Peter McCann
Even when I was a kid in the 70s who had never made love I understood the meaning. Johnny, it has to mean everything to me. “Me, too” he said at the time, completely oblivious to the fact that the idea of a soulmate was the antithesis of his maintenance girlfriends.
A boat called “Dancin’ Barefoot” goes by.
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