Those 3

Well...those three girls came to visit again. No matter how much time passes, and how many changes happen during that time...we always manage to pick up right where we left off. We fill each other in as much as we can between giggles and screams. I always thought I would grow out of being a 13 year old with the giggles. I guess with friends like these, it doesn't really matter.

Although I feel like no one really cares...I'll just tell the tales of the weekend for those who'd like to stay tuned... :)

Court and Steph got here on Friday night around 9p. We talked for awhile, catching up on all the most important details (mostly guy stuff). Then we went to Taggart's for a "pretty mean grilled cheese" and some ice cream. Canton's finest.



Saturday is the day that needs description!
Tracy got to the house about 1 and we got to the pool about 2:30. We sat in the sun and just hung out for awhile. Then we headed home to shower and make a trip to the Hall of Fame. We were about 4 blocks from my house and out of NOWHERE....it started to hail! Not just little balls of ice...literally GOLF BALL sized hail. So much for my car. POW! POW! POW! I think Tracy thought we would all die. So my car, Court's car, and Tracy's car are now dented from the lovely hail. I tried to get my car in the garage and got some nice welts on my back in the meantime.
Finally made it inside. Dried off. And sent some pictures to the local news. GOLF BALLS! :)
Steph showers. Tracy showers. Aimee goes downstairs to find a basement full of water! Really!? So after a frantic call to Mama and Papa Bosworth... a very angry Papa Bear comes over to scope out the problem. We figure it's storm related, which makes us very mad at the previous seller. We call the plumber, he can't come until Sunday, so we relocate the troops to Casa de Bosworth. After a yummy dinner of Demario's pizza & salad, we enjoyed a nice game of Win, Lose, or Draw.
Oh yeah...and in the meantime...I ran my car into something.
Bad things happen in 3's right??