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Well,  like much of the East coast we spent this week preparing for hurricane Irene.  Ok wait… that’s not entirely true.  In true form, hubby & I spent much of the week discussing preparation for hurricane Irene and only on Friday did we begin to take any action.  (We live at the Jersey Shore and while many towns around us were on mandatory evacuations, we are far enough inland that we could stay in our home.)

 

Earlier in the week I started asking hubby when he would be going out to buy our french toast supplies.  Because it seems like that’s what everyone buys when there’s any sort of major weather occurrence.  I can only assume that having eggs, milk & bread allows you to make french toast during a storm… and that somehow french toast makes everything better?!   Like most last minute morons we were scrambling on Friday afternoon to pick up a few supplies.  Which by the way, was about 3 days too late to get any bread, water or batteries.  Guess, we’ll have to make our french toast from hamburger buns, which is the only bread we have in the house!

 

Anyhow, after we battened down the hatches, stowed away our outdoor items and secured our grill & shed, we then proceeded to break one of our own storm windows.  ‘Cause why leave it all up to Irene when we can get a head start on breaking some of our own stuff!?  So now, as we get the tape out and we’re attempting some sort of ghetto repair, and hubby’s cursing his way through the project, I realize I need to leave because…. what’s better to interrupt hurricane prep than a work event.

 

So, off I go to attend to work.

 

Not long after I’m gone I get a phone call from hubby. 

In his infinite wisdom he says:  ”You know, I was thinking and if the electricity goes off, our sump pump is going to stop working”.  

To which I wisely reply:  ”I suppose that’s true.. it does need power to work”.   

And then he brightly says to me:  ”I think we need a generator”. 

To which I reply:  ”HAHHAHAHA AHAHAHA! ”  Then, when I regain my composure I say to him “Are you high?’ 

And he replies:  ”Why?” 

I simply can’t believe we are having this conversation so I try to hit him with a dose of reality and I say:  ” That’s funny babe, you do realize it’s Friday before the hurricane and that much like batteries & water, stores have been sold out of generators for DAYS!  We obviously should have thought about this days ago”.

 

Now… if you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you may remember our horrible basement flood earlier this year.  A normal couple would have taken this as a learning opportunity to always consider what might happen if the sump pump stops working…. BUT – apparently not hubby & me!

 

So, back to our conversation.

 

Hubby says:  ”Well, I’m going to try to find one”

I say:  ”Good luck hon, I truly hope you are successful, but I’ve been watching the news and there have been lines of people everywhere awaiting emergency shipments, so I won’t hold my breath”

 

And then I get back to my work thing and hubby goes on his mission.

 

Would you believe me if I told you that hubby drove over to Home Depot on a whim and arrived there are the EXACT-SAME-MOMENT that some elderly couple was returning a generator they bought because it was too heavy?   I kid you not.  Hubby promptly bought this generator (under the evil stares of other shoppers) and snuck it over to the car… the entire time waiting to get jumped by other jealous Last Minute Sallys in the parking lot!

 

So, as we sat snuggly on our couch watching countless hours of hurricane coverage on tv Saturday evening, we were prepared when we lost our power at 11pm. …. We got up quickly, grabbed the hamburger buns and started whisking eggs…… Ok, No, actually we watched the water rise around the sump pump for about 45 minutes (hoping maybe we didn’t need to open the $850 generator – YIKES!) and then decided we had no choice.   It did take us quite some time to assemble the generator under flashlights, in the dark, in the garage, and to jury rig a solution to actually get the electricity into our basement while keeping the generator a safe distance from our home and not letting any of the rain or wind into the house.  It was quite a sight, but by 2am we pumping out water and ready to call it a night.

 

All I have to say is, Thank God for hubby’s timing at Home Depot or we would still be cleaning up water and damaged items from our house.  I’m happy to say that we survived  and were very fortunate with virtually no damage to anything.  Some other homes around us were not so lucky with flooding and fallen trees.   My heart goes out to anyone who had severe damage or sustained any injuries from Irene.

 

And who knows….. maybe next time we will be more prepared…… or, then again,  maybe not……………………

 

In case you are interested… here are a few images from some towns & friends nearby

Spring Lake Boardwalk

  

 

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Well, it’s been a crazy week.  Some days I feel like I do nothing but run around and I don’t have a minute of downtime and then I have nothing to show for it but a blogless week!

 

I’m sure you know the kind of week I’m talking about.  The challenge for me seems to be that every week so far this summer, has been overflowing with activities:  extra work, grocery shopping for weekend bbqs, buying birthday presents (cause you know hubby doesn’t do this task..), giving the dog a bath.. I could go on and on.

 

Hubby, while he’s had a busy week at work, has had time to go to the gym, play video games, watch movies and read his Nook.  All-in-all, I guess it was pretty much just a regular week around here for him. :-)

 

I guess there’s one thing that’s affected us both recently, although I wouldn’t necessarily say evenly.  This is one of those things that hubby awfulizes. However to me, his comments provide pure comedy. Simply because….from where I’m standing, the insanity of his complaint is just ludicrous.

 

Let me start by saying, if you didn’t already know, we live on the Jersey Shore.  Now, I hesitate to write that because I’m sure, for some of you, that conjures up images of Snooki & “The Situation” and you’re cringing now wondering how big the bump is in my hair.  I can assure you that any person who is native to the Jersey Shore, wants to scream from the rafters “We do not look or behave like that here!” or “None of those bozos on MTV are even from NJ!”.  I get it, NJ has always had a bad rap throughout the country.  I’ve heard it all… “You’s guys”.  “The Armpit of America”.   “Big, teased hair”.   I get it.  NJ is the butt of many, many jokes.  There are so many new shows that have done such a wonderful job to portray us as meathead, crazy-ass lunatics, that I’ve lost count.  For those of us who live here all year, we dread the summer when those people come down the Parkway in droves to invade our towns and beaches with their stereotypical (and horrifying) “Jersey” behavior.  If I were to tell you that those people are such a miniscule fraction of the people who are actually in NJ, you may not believe me.  But, for whatever it’s worth, BELIEVE IT, DAMN IT!… or I’ll have to go all Tony Soprano on your ass.  Ok, wow, I really got off on a tangent there, but I guess I get a little fired up about all that ‘GTL’ business.  Anyway, I have to go now.. I’m late for a tanning appointment. ;-)

 

Anyhoo….the reason I bring this all up is because the one thing that’s a guarantee in NJ, on a regular basis, is traffic.  And, the other guarantee is that, if you live at the Jersey Shore, the traffic during the summer worsens about tenfold.

 

It’s at this point that I should tell you a bit about myself that you also may not know.  I work a field based job.  So, I’m either on the road driving all over the state, or I’m at our regional office which (on a good day) is over an hour from my house.  Let me say that again.  There’s almost no day ever where my starting point is closer than 1 hour from where I live.  Now, as you may imagine, when you start to factor in NJ traffic this hour can easily swing closer to 2 hours.  AND, when you factor in summer shore traffic, well…. let’s just say, that I’ve learned to always allow for extra driving time and I’ve become quite adept at conducting life from my car.

 

Now, you may wonder how my dear hubby fares with all this traffic?  Well, let me tell you a bit about hubby to properly set the stage.

 

Hubby has had the same job for the past 10 years.  This job is 4.5 miles from where we live (I Google mapped it so he couldn’t suggest that I’m making this up).  The route he takes to get to work is 100% on back roads and it incorporates exactly 7 turns – this INCLUDES the turn out of our driveway AND the turn into his office parking lot.  This trip, on average, takes him 8-10 minutes.  Did I mention it’s 4.5 miles away? 

 

So imagine my surprise when we have the following conversation.

This is on an evening when I arrive home at 7:30 at night after driving for 2 hours in the summer traffic.

 

Hubby:  “I got behind a total moron on the way to work today”

Me: “Uh huh…”

Hubby: “You wouldn’t believe it…. I had to follow him all the way down Hope Rd and he was only doing 25 mph!!!”

Me: “Ok”

Hubby: “It took me forever to get to work.”

Me: “You do realize that I commute, in traffic, on the parkway, with morons every single day… right?”

Hubby: “Yes”

Me: “So, it took you a long time to get to work today huh??”

Hubby: “Yes, it was ridiculous”

Me: “So, your normal drive is what.. less than 10 minutes.. right?”

Hubby: “About that…”

Me: “And, how long did it take you today..”

Hubby: imagine exasperated drama in his tone.. “It took me almost 15 minutes!”

Me:  “Are you sure you really want to have this conversation with me?”

Hubby: “What do you mean?”

Me: “Nothing”

Hubby: “Ok… so anyway,.  They should revoke people’s licenses who drive like that.  It was a horrible way to start my day”

Me: “Yes honey, I know……”

 

So there you have it.  Hubby had an awful day because it took him an extra 5 minutes to get to work.  I don’t have any idea how he survived!  I’m certainly not comparing our jobs but good lord, if I let all that driving & traffic get to me the way he does I’d be one miserable, cranky, bitch….

Oh wait…. Maybe………..Nah…….. 

I’m a cranky bitch for completely different reasons!  :-)

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