Nice day in Springsteen territory, the wilds of Jersey, South of Toms River. The weather was certainly wild, wind gusting to 50 mph. The car actually swayed a few feet a couple of times. It was two hands on the wheel the whole way. The good thing was that the weather seemed to keep people home. It was only 1:15 each way.
We celebrated my great nephew's 15th birthday. We're proud of Ronnie. He had a 97 average at mid term. He will be trying out for the freshman baseball team shortly. And he has landed his first job - at Great Adventure, beginning weekends in April and running through the entire season. His hours will be limited because of his age. He will be slinging hash at one of the food stands. There's a bus that will pick him up and bring him home, so his parents won't have that burden. It sounds like a good thing. Meanwhile, Danielle's junior high basketball team went 10-2 this season. She will now be trying out for soccer. She is so strong I expect her to kick butt. Her success going forward will depend on whether she will remain focused through all the teenage distractions.
Their mom, Sandra, a teacher, is bummed because of the Governor Christie's policies. She will be paying more toward her health care and pension. I said: "Well, they're not free," and left it at that. The selfish clowns protesting in Wisconsin will still be paying less toward their retirements than those in all the states around them - if the legislation ever goes through. The battle there may indicate whether America makes its final tilt toward Socialism or pulls back.
Ron Sr. cooked up a nice meal, roast beef and all the fixin's. We had ice cream cake after singing Happy Birthday off-key. I also had some cookies and a pastry. All of us older folks lamented the fact that food, especially of the junk variety, is not as tasty as it was when we were young, given the change in ingredients through the years and new paranoia about trans-fats. Ron Sr. was his gregarious self, playing with his new toy, a remote helicopter, the same Simon Baker used in the police station in an episode of The Mentalist, a silly but entertaining show. Ron is an accomplished banjo player. Here is a link to his band getting down in the living room:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dc49SB7dZ6o
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