Jersey Girl

So, today, for the very first time, I took the Path train to NJ to see my cousin Adin's new place and my Aunt Jeannie and Uncle Dick.

Meanwhile, earlier in the day, I went to Evan's to meet him with breakfast because he'd been gone for 5 days and I missed him. He's obsessed with egg-whites, so I got him an egg white wrap with cheese. When I walked into his apartment, it smelled soooo bad because he forgot to take the garbage out before he left. So I took it out and returned to find Evan falling asleep in his chair, COVERED IN CHEESE. Seriously, it was all over his face and arms and shirt. I have no idea how it happened. It was hilarious and also really gross. Although my love cannot be chased away by dairy-products, I have to admit that I was kind of happy to head to Jersey. (I prefer my boyfriend when he is not wearing his food).

Anyway, NJ was really neat, because, for better or worse, my whole Dad's side of the family has lived in Jersey at some time or another, and my Aunt Jeannie is the keeper of the family stories. We drove along the streets, and she pointed out the street on which my great-grandparents met (my great-grandfather thought my soon-to-be great grandmother was Jewish, so after 5 years of confusion he finally realized she was Lutheran and that was close enough to Catholic for him), lots of other important family-event locations, and the cemetery where nearly all of our relatives are buried. Macabre fun! Then we had an awesome Italian dinner, which was super-yummy and totally made my day.