This year J got to experience Funland. The last two summers he would cry if we even got close to it on the boardwalk. Funland is a mini amusement park, full of kiddie rides, adult rides and games. Growing up me and my Sisters, along with a handful of cousins, would burn through our allowance at Funland.

There are stories of my younger Sister p–ing on her cousin on the tilt-a-whirl (which has been replaces with another ride). I have gone on the flying dragon just to impress my husband. Now that A finally was ready to go on the big rides again and J was on the little ones, I no longer have to subjet myself to the rides. I get motion sickness, but if I go at just the right time, I am ok.

J and J2 loved the rides and it was so great watching them go. My Sister and I had tears watching our kids ringing the bells on the fire engines, shooting each other on the fighter planes and watching J ride his first motorcycle. There were boats, a jeep train, flying swings, tea cups and a merry go round. We saved a few for next year, just for fun.

Hubby won both J and J2 a puppy at the “Wack-a-Mole” that became quite a challenge and at one point five of my family members where up there whacking moles. Hubby came through on both accounts.

Although I miss the sand and the surf all year long, I also miss the boardwalk. A mile each way, we walk it two or three times a day. This year Hubby only did it once, but I made sure I got my walk in each morning and afternoon and the night was a scattered walk. Stopping for fudge, lemon ice or coffee and finally Funland. Every now and then I wonder if we should go to another beach for a change, then I get to my beach and feel like I am home. Every year a few things change, this year my coffee shop (“Java Beach”) was gone and is now a crab shack. But, all in all things pretty much stay the same. Hubby had his “Grottos” every day… yes, pizza, every day! And I had my ocean. I am good for another year, but next year we will be going a bit earlier in the summer.