No, I am not talking about the TV show which I have never watched. (Hey, I don’t watch all those Jersey shows!)

I am talking about our pool. Our recent weather. Our true summer. Simply Jerseylicious.

Tonight Rick and I sat around after dinner thinking about swimming. Neither one of us really felt like it. No energy. I said to Rick I think we should at least go out and test the pool temperature and go from there.

Hello!

The water temperature was absolutely perfection as well as the cicada background symphony.

We swam lap upon lap. Just one more we promised each other, yet neither one of us could stop.

There is something to be said about swimming at night. Sans suits. Cicadas singing. The rest of the world recedes.

We swim until we simply can’t anymore, promising each other to get up and swim again before we’ve even had our morning coffee.

The days of summer are all too short and soon the pool will be a distant memory.

Seize the day. (or night)

I don’t even know if I should admit this or not, but I am addicted to two “Jersey” shows. The Real Housewives of New Jersey and Jersey Couture. Oh. There I said it out loud. Totally. Completely. Addicted. And I’m not really sure why. Do these shows really portray Jersey? No, not really. But they are real people. If you don’t watch you might not want to read on ...

I guess I like watching Housewives because they are always going to some place I have been or know of. Like the boutique Posche. I’ve been in there. Too rich for my taste, but I have been in and long before it appeared on the show. Some of the restaurants too. They go to the salon for their hair and nails in the same little shopping center where the Market Basket is in Franklin Lakes. It’s weird. Danielle seems to hang out in the Preakness Mall in Wayne, and after all that’s where she lives: Wayne. I go to the Preakness Mall a lot. I’ve not seen her yet ...

The dental assistant that works for my dentist (where I spent a good three hours last week having a crown pulled off and prepped for a new one ... ugh) has seen Carolyn’s two sons, Chris and Albie at the Brownstone restaurant. She said she went there for two weddings recently and they were both working the floor. Plus, her husband is a cop in the Haledon/Paterson area and he just happened to be at the Brownstone when Danielle created such a scene. He’s also pulled Dina over for speeding. Too bad Dina left the show, I really liked her.

The other show, Jersey Couture, is in its first season. Right now you can catch it in repeats as the season finale was last week. I’ll miss it! Unlike Housewives there is less drama. Just a wonderful close-knit family going about their lives for everybody to see! They own a high end dress shop, Diane & Co, in Freehold, New Jersey. Mom, Dad, son and two daughters all work in the shop. I enjoy seeing the formals people buy just as much as I enjoy the interaction between the family members. If I had any excuse to buy a fancy dress or formal I would love to go there and meet them all. It’s not over the top, just enjoyable to watch.

What can I say? I don’t watch soap operas, so I have to get some drama from somewhere, don’t I?

No doubt about it. Summer has arrived in New Jersey. It’s HOT. Our pool is really getting a workout. This year the water is crystal clear and the temperature is staying above 80F. Sheer heaven! I am starting to turn a lovely nut brown with all this sun.

Our air conditioning is also getting a workout which isn’t so good for the electric bill. For the past two nights now we’ve opened the windows and slept pretty well with a fan in the window.

Having a second-story bedroom is not ideal in the summer! Add to that the fact that our main attic fan quit a couple of months ago, which makes it all that much hotter upstairs since all that hot air is just trapped in the attic. I waited for the roofer to call all last week for the installation of two new ones (the other one over the garage space makes a huge racket and need replacing too) but due to rain he didn’t make it. He was scheduled to come on Saturday, but of course he was running behind and it just got too darn hot. So he rescheduled for this morning, and of course, we had a thunderstorm! Hopefully he’ll still make it today. [Nope. He just called and will try again tomorrow.]

Which brings me to the thunderstorm topic. This morning’s storm gave a few rumbles of thunder before it arrived and only a few more once it got here. I think I saw one little flash of lightning. That was it. We haven’t had a “real” thunderstorm yet this year. Usually we get house-rattling storms with lots of lightning and thunder. Other areas have gotten them, but here at the house they just don’t seem to materialize. I know it’s crazy, but I miss them. Somehow a good thunderstorm just discharges all that energy and washes the atmosphere clean again. This morning’s storm held promise but in the end it did not deliver. At least it rained.

Another reason we know that summer is really here, the cicadas have taken up their summer buzzy songs in the trees. They sing a different song during the day than they do at night. They love it when it gets hot and humid. During the day their song is just a steady buzzy trill—one note. At night it’s kind of like this —CHE CHE CHE ... che che che—one set of “che’s” being lower than the other, almost like they are talking to each other. The frogs are still in the background too at night, so it’s like a nature symphony. Very soothing.

We had a lovely drive to the market in Warwick on Sunday in Mia. The morning was beautiful and we took all the winding little back roads. We ate breakfast outside at the little French restaurant, sharing a baked egg, potato and ham casserole and sipping a huge bowl of café au lait.

On passing one of the shops as we made our way over the market, I couldn’t pass up this straw market bag. I am thinking it will also make a great beach bag for toting towels, books and whatever else we want on the beach with us when we go down the shore next month for a weekend. I love it!

The market was very busy and we were surprised and delighted to see fresh Jersey sweet corn (white! yum!) and the first of the tomatoes. Peaches are also now in season and so juicy and delicious! It’s best to eat them over a bowl or something to catch all the juice that dribbles down your chin.

I also could not resist this gorgeous sunflower for $2.00.

We took the “long way home” from the market. As we drove up our street a doe and her two tiny fawns were in the road right in front of our house. So beautiful! They dashed into the woods all too quickly.

When we got home we grilled spicy hot chicken wings (our go-to Sunday lunch) and then into the pool.

We decided to eat outside by the pool last night even though it was still pretty hot. I moved the furniture out of the cabana and set up the card table.

Last night we tried a new recipe, a sort of deconstructed BLT sandwich in salad form. It was the perfect meal for a hot day. Romaine lettuce, chopped bacon, chunks of fresh watermelon, orange cherry tomatoes from the market (super sweet!), fresh baguette croutons (done in a little of the bacon fat) and topped with a homemade Parmesan peppercorn dressing. Very very tasty. We’ll be having this again.

It’s kind of nice to have summer (compared to last year’s summer-that-wasn’t) but if this heat keeps up we’ll be glad when it’s over! Like this blossom that fell into the pool, we’re just trying to stay afloat through this second heat wave.

Stay cool!

P.S. Have you checked out the “On this day ...” feature on the right hand side of the blog? It’s right under “My Favorite Links” and features blog entries from previous years that I wrote on or around this same date. Check it out!

There is a reason they call them ‘butterfly bushes.’ These two beauties visited early this morning. I could see them flitting around from the study window and I couldn’t resist. Both swallow tails of two different colors on the bush at the same time!

I like the soft edges in this one:

And this Raggedy Ann with torn wings showed up later in the day. Not as pretty a specimen as the one above, but I liked the sun filtering through her wings.

I just came in from having an early morning swim. I wasn’t planning on swimming, just rolling the cover back and adding some chlorine. But ...
the water looked so inviting ...
the sun was shining ...
the pool spoke softly “come on in, Lynne.”
So I did.
Sans suit.

I’ll be hanging out here later on in the day I’m sure.