New Jersey gets a bad rap. That's why I wanted to write a "pro" New Jersey relocation blog, especially if you're interested in Monmouth County real estate. We have many hidden talents in the Garden State.
In fact, New Jersey is "the state to live" for the next 100 years (with 25 years off for good behavior).
New Jersey is where great musicians are born, where Presidents vacation and where Governors ... well, two out of three ain't bad.
In New Jersey it's a state law that you call before you dig so you don't rupture a utility line (or desecrate a grave).
Our state bird is the Eastern Goldfinch. The pigeon is contesting that vote. Our state dance is the Square Dance. And you thought it was the Macraena! 
Our state slogan is "Come See For Yourself" -- which narrowly beat out "Come Fend For Yourself." I personally liked "Officer, You're Not Gonna Tell My Wife About This?"
We drive fast on the parkway and go straight on the turnpike.
We don't think twice about barging into our neighbor's house, unannounced, screaming "I need a 5/8ths socket wrench!"
Your neighbor doesn't think twice abour barging into your house, unannounced, screaming, "Where's my *&^$#@ wrench!"
If you do see your neighbor's wife naked by accident you owe him a six pack of Coors Lite and a mulligan on the tenth hole. Most New Jersey husbands dare their wives to streak around the block street just once, usually between five and seven P.M. when all the other guys are returning from work.
We live on a street but entertain with a block party but your kids ask if they can ride their bikes around the block. We go to the diner after drinking all night but eat eggs for lunch. Our cultural mecca is called a mall. 
We never smell the smell out-of-state visitors continually whine about. We're not allowed to pump our own gas but we can gas geese. (No lie. The town of Colts Neck gassed several Canadian geese a few years ago.)
You haven't lived until you walked the boardwalk down at the Jersey shore and had hot, burning creosote ruin a new pair of shoes. Not everyone in New Jersey has a tattoo but a fair number of us have a record.
Music record -- everyone croons here. We stole the famous Jersey tomato from South America.
The First Miss America was crowned in 1921 in Atlantic City. The First Mister America went missing six weeks later.
Everything in New Jersey falls under two headings: EXPRESS and LOCAL. No one has time for LOCAL, unless you're visiting from another state. Yup, we've yet to learn to slow down and take time to smell the roses hoses.
So why are so many people moving to New Jersey? 
Because Pennsylvania is just too damn boring and Delaware is just too damn small.
Are you thinking of a purchase or sale of Monmouth County real estate? Call Andrew, Broker and Owner of ANDREW J. LENZA REALTY, today at (732) 431-9003 to get you on the path of realizing your Monmouth County real estate goals. Or e-mail me or visit me at my company website.
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Lenza, don't you sleep? or are you picking your kids up? just kidding. on the serious side, colts neck and saddle river don't really classify as NJ.