We are at the beach and the clouds have moved in…the wind has kicked up off the ocean and blowing straight into our faces. The clouds are dark and the waves are getting higher and crashing louder. To most people it sounds like a storm is brewing …but to us….it means only one thing…The Ramones are getting closer.
Yep. Whenever the Ramones visit us at the beach …they bring the nasty weather. This might seem like a generalization, but we have lots of proof over the years. Even other relatives who are here want to know when they are visiting…they want to plan their activities around the bad weather.
Actually the Ramones are very good natured about the ribbing they get for crappy weather. Luckily, they have a great sense of humor… Jokingly, once during a visit Stacy called herself “the booze hag”...which we couldn’t resist relaying to the rest of our relatives. It was too funny...except when Uncle Al met Stacy and said to her face, “Oh, you’re the sea hag.”….Whoops…wrong hag, Uncle Al…Keep your hags straight.
One year when the kids were little…the Ramones brought a monsoon with them. After a couple of days of damp clothes, damp towels, and damp spirits…we were ready to walk the gang plank. The forecast was so bad for each day that we started looking at flights. Myrtle Beach was looking clear.
We decided it was a little extreme….to get on a plane and take a vacation from our vacation. So instead, we packed up our families and went into Plymouth to stay in a hotel. It was actually a brilliant move. The kids happily walked a gang plank…into the pirate theme pool. And the adults got happy…with the help of our pirate friend, Captain Morgan.
Today I received an email from our foul-weather friends … they are on their way. They are leaving Old Forge where it has been rainy. We are looking forward to seeing the sea/booze hag and family…We anticipate lots of laughs, lots of fun, and LOTS of rain……Surf’s up.
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