Saturday Night on the Shore

Summer is winding down as much as I hate admitting that. This morning I woke up with a little pit in my stomach thinking that there are only a couple weekends left! Also, there are only a couple more weekends left of my summer work Fridays (early release at 1pm). It's a hard realization....

Last night Paolo and I met up with my brother and his wife for a fun evening of dinner and arcade games on the Jersey Shore. It was my first time being at the shore and I really really liked it. The beach is nice, clean and there is A LOT to do. We grabbed dinner at a cuban restaurant! It was tasty tasty and we were starving! Afterwards we played games at a retro arcade called the "Silverball Museum". It was awesome. They were playing eighties music, we played LOTS of pinball and skeeball and best of all ate funnel cakes :) 

Road Trip to Connecticut

Our weekend road trip this summer was one of my favorite weekends!!! Although this was my first night being infected with a two week long viral case of pink eye (another story for another time) we all had a great time! We left Saturday afternoon and drove three hours, scrunched in the back seat of a tiny car.  The occasion? My boyfriend's friends wedding!! 

The thing about my boyfriend....is that he is the worst with punctuality. He is always always always late....so naturally we arrived at the wedding LATE. We totally missed the ceremony. I think in his mind, he always calculates the"exact" amount of time it takes to get anywhere. Which is a problem, because you never arrive in the "exact" amount of time. You ALWAYS need to leave room for pit stops, pick ups, drop offs, traffic, etc. Half of the group was convinced the whole way down, that we would be fine and arrive on time. No...not me! I knew....I am a pretty timely person. 

However, we did arrive for the party! And that's the best part anyways :) 

It felt soooooo good getting out of the city. I forget how nice and quiet the suburbs can be. It's so funny, because my boyfriend and his friends are all from NYC so they were really displaced. As we drove into the neighborhoods they were like..."Where are we? Oklahoma?" I was like OMG! haha welcome to the rest of the country! These are called the suburbs....hahaha I was dying! Such city kids! What is Paolo going to think when he comes to Utah....