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More New Jersey Driver Stuff.

More New Jersey Driver Stuff.

When we were living up North, one of the things that drove us nuts was drivers jumping the light to turn left. This is patently dangerous, especially when done by older drivers in large cars who take the entire light change to cut you off. They jump the light. . .very. . .slow. . .ly. . .Still, as nerve-wracking as this was, at least you could anticipate the idjits. Here in South Jersey, we face a far more dangerous threat – the curve cutter. Below, I have a little tidbit from the NJ driver’s manual:

Ideally, this is the way it should be done. The guy in the blue car has nothing to fear. However, note the other, cruder arrow that I’ve drawn in for your edification. This is the Toms River Trajectory. The guy in the blue car is gonna get creamed if he approaches the intersection like a normal driver, because the Toms River guy in the red car isn’t going to waste his time driving all the way around that turn on the right hand side of the road. Oh, nosirreebob! Normally, NJ law also asks that you stop approximately three feet before the stop sign, so you can check for pedestrians (not that anyone anywhere does that, mind you), then you move foward into the intersection to look for oncoming traffic. Down here, better make that three car lengths, especially if the guy in the house to your right has mature landscaping. Up north, you see the guy. . .you see the wild look in his eyes dammiti’mnotwaitingforyoua**holei’mturningthesecondthelightchanges. . .you can anticipate it. In fact, it’s almost a time-honored tradition to yield the right of way rather than have to deal with the cops and the insurance. This curve cutting can’t be predicted, because you can’t see the guy who’s about to do it. I have no idea how many accidents are caused by this halfwit maneuver, but I’ll betcha it’s a lot.

The Week that Was

The Week that Was

Tuesday, the electrician and the plumber showed up. Once they were settled in (hubby was working from home that day) I took the kids to popcorn park zoo. It was a nice trip, the animals seemed well cared for, and the kids had a great time feeding them, especially the bears, who were crazy about peanuts. Their trick of popping the whole peanut into their mouths and spitting out only the shells would be a neat thing to do in a bar, you know.

Wednesday, after music lessons, we headed up north. We hit Fairfield Garden Center for pond stuff, then Gencarelli’s in Bloomfield for most excellent desserts, and had a nice visit and dinner with the Davises.

Thursday, we were back in Bloomfield again – time to visit the orthodontist. Paying in advance seemed like such a good idea before we moved. Drove up to Palisades Center in Nyack, only to find that the Japanese tableware store that sold my favorite dishes is no more. So we scarfed down lunch and headed to Ridgefield Park to Han Ah Reum for lovely kim chi and oshinko and seaweed salad and laver and fruits and veggies you don’t find in the supermarket. But then. . .we were on the Turnpike and the Parkway at rush hour. Just not a good thing, ever. One thing I’ve noticed is that when there’s an accident up north, you get rubberneckers who slow down to scope out accidents. Down South, they come almost to a complete stop, so they can do a thorough visual search for blood and guts.

Today, after running errands, it was cooking and cleaning time. . .visitors coming from modthesims2 tomorrow, sister’s family on Sunday! Woohoo! Went to a place on the corner of Fischer Blvd. and 37 called Joppa Road Interiors – got a good bargain on a Chinese four panel screen, and some stone nature god faces that I hung on the fence amidst the ivy. Now there’s a focal point at the top of the back steps. They had a lot of really nice decorative items – I’m going to have to drag hubby out there when we’re feeling flush.

The Front Yard Starts to Change. . .

The Front Yard Starts to Change. . .

The plan here is to go with the flow – there are a lot of spots in the front yard that just do not want to grow grass. We do not particularly care to mow grass. It’s all good! Because the front yard is pretty enormous, this will be done in stages, a little each year, but here’s my first project in lawn elimination:

Not so bad, eh?

We’ll be visiting my mother tomorrow for Mother’s day, and I know for certain that she’ll have some volunteer plants she’ll be happy to donate. Some malva, a few different kinds of ferns, who knows? Right now, I’ve been going to the various local garden centers looking for treasures, and I’ve found a few. There’s a little place called The Cedar Post in Lakehurst, on 70 just west of the intersection with 37. It’s small, but the plants were all healthy, and the prices were very good. This place also sells fruits and vegetables, which will be nice when Jersey corn comes into season – I’ve never done well growing it on my own. These plants, though, came from Berry Fresh Farms on Brick Boulevard in Brick. If I were shopping for price, this would not be my first stop, but it’s huge, has a varied selection of really healthy plants, and also sells fruits and vegetables, plus some baked goods. From them, I got the bicolor Scotch Broom on the left, the cream colored Rhododendron, the purple Tradescantia, and the barely visible Gaura. The Azaleas were transplanted from the back yard. I also found what looks like a Rugosa Rose in the middle of all of this, tamed to a tiny mound by a lawnmower. No more – I left it to grow as it likes. The broom, rhododendron, and azaleas will all get taller and wider. The Artemisia will stay low and spread. The Tradescantia is a bulb – it’ll spread, and as it becomes dense, I can pull up patches and transplant them. The Gaura self-seeds like mad, which might be a nuisance in a smaller space, but I love the way it looks.

When the vegetable garden starts to look more like a garden and less like a swath of brown with little green specks, I’ll put up some pictures of that, too. And when the blueberries get taller and raspberries get put in and start to grow, we’ll have edible landscaping by the ton. I’ve put herbs in with the rest of the plants, with mint, cilantro, fenugreek, and parsley under the azaleas in back, some thyme by the pond, and some in the front along with the sage and rosemary. Somewhere, there’s a cantaloupe seedling, too.

The tree service is supposed to come on Monday. There are two trees in the back that need to come down. The big parts will become firewood for next year. The branches will become wood chips, which the tree guys will be leaving for me, and they’ll become compost and mulch for later on. After they’re down, there’ll be room for me to build a little stone patio by the pond from the slates that are scattered all over the yard (and the ugly white rocks, too) and plant some more between the tree and shrubs in the corner of pool and patio. I hate that doing it myself takes so long, but I love seeing the end result and knowing that it was done by me. And once I’m off my antibiotics, I’ll sit down with a glass of wine by the plants and enjoy the view.