We stayed at my uncle and aunts house, who is an avid antique collector. I usually spend several hours of my stay looking through old books in his house or other random objects and am fascinated by the way people used to live. Anyhow, we thought we would hunt for some old objects of our own by the ocean with my uncles metal detector. Apparently some pirate used to bury treasure somewhere along the coast and so you can imagine the visions of riches we had. After searching for several hour and only coming up with bottle caps and broken pieces of metal. We finally found something of worth.
It was really cold that day but the boys didn't seem to mind all bundled up on our backs. Anthony ended up sleeping most of the time. Later on we met up with the rest of the family for one of my Grandfathers favorite activites - bowling! We reserved four lanes and had quite the afternoon. Not much of a bowler, I managed to score a 99 my first game. AND THEN - something inside kicked in and I started off my second game with four strikes in a row! I ended up with a 182, which must be a personal best. My grandfather still beat me, but I think I made him proud :-)
Welp, the rest of the weekend consisted of some horrible Quentin Tarantino movies (which we still managed to laugh at), plenty of snacks, and alot of ridiculous humor care of jonathan, jeremy and boo. Bummed to be back home, but excited because I will have another niece by this time tommorrow night! Yippee!
