A weekend with my cousins is never without incident. It never has been. It is something you always kind of expect. We've been known to say that we put the FUN in dysfunctional. This weekend was no difference. A weekend down the shore at Dena's house, and it was definitely not incident free.
There were six of us who were spending the day together. Myself, my brother Julian, Jordyn, Gianna, Bianca and Michael. We were at my cousin Johnny Boy's house in Brick. The house has a lagoon in the backyard which leads to the Barnegat Bay and the house itself is no more than 15 minutes from the Seaside Heights Boardwalk.
After finally getting to Johnny's around 10:30 AM, we came out to the backyard intent on using the jetskis. There were two of them, candy apple red and royal blue. Climbing on, we put three of us on one and three on the other to make sure we all went out. Little did we know that eventually we all would end up falling in the water. The Barnegat Bay was an adobe brown with a green and it made me slightly nervous that I couldn't see the bottom. It was this fear of the unknown because since I couldn't see what was going on in deeper portions of the water, anything could be down there. The contrast between the stunning Azure color of the sky was unlike anything I had seen prior. With the pine tree and Avocado green of the foliage around the bay not to mention the houses in every color of the rainbow from heather grey, Army Green, Apricot and almost any other color you could think of, it was a very colorful site out on the bay.
Julian drove the Royal Blue jet ski with Michael and Gianna on it. I was on the Candy Apple Red one, and Bianca and Jordyn were on with me. We raced to the other side of the bay before turning around and coming home. We didn't want to go too close to the bridge because none of us have jet ski licenses and by the bridge is where the NJ State Police are. We really weren't trying to add "get pulled over by jet ski cops" to the list of things we did that weekend. Especially considering what was about to happen.
Jordyn and Gianna both ride horses, and as a result Gianna had the brilliant idea to try and do some of the things that she could do on her horse on the jet ski. Hind sight is 20/20 and looking back on it now my brother probably realizes that this wasn't one of his brightest moments. First he starts to do a figure 8 on the jet ski. They're fine and then they decide they're going to do a zig zag. Let's put it this way, jet skis are not made to do zig zag because the next thing we know, they aren't following us anymore. I realize they must have fallen off. Worried about them we stop and I lean to the left to see where they are. Bianca and Jordyn, as the nosy bodies that they are decide they're going to look left as well. The three of us like a bunch of jerks, lean to the same side and tip our jet ski over as a result. At this point my brother has already gotten back on his jet ski and is driving past laughing at us.
Later on we get my cousin Johnny Boy to take us out on the boat. We attach to the back of their boat this thing Jordyn and Gianna call "Big Mabel". Big Mabel is a raft which is attached by a rope to the back of the boat. You put a life jacket on, turn on the engine of the boat, and hold on to the raft for dear life.
From the very beginning there was a specific order to who was going on, with whom and exactly what order. Eventually my cousins Gianna and Michael go on together. At this point, a lot of boats and people were out on the water. The water had gotten really choppy to a point where you were holding on even tighter to this raft. That is when something happened that I couldn't tell you whether it was funny or awful. At the time I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my entire life. Gianna decides it is a good idea to let go of the tube with one hand. I am not sure what she plans on doing with that hand but it ended up being her downfall. The next thing we knew she was in the air like a jack in the box. She had flown about 15 feet and before we knew it crashed into the water. I was laughing so hard but it had to have hurt. We made jokes about it the rest of the day because that is just the kind of family we are.
Like I said, a weekend with my cousins is never without incident. Next time - 4th of July in Seaside. And that time it is going to be my whole crazy family.
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