My First Visitor!

Today I got my first visitor! It was....Sarah Hyers is who very cool and I went to France with her.
So, I was woken up this morning by the stupid stupid uterus that decided it hated me and wanted to give me cramps. Darn thing. So I took an Ibuprofen and read about pirates until the pain went away. Then I got dressed, ate breakfast (and was sorely disappointed because there was no whipped cream left for my waffle) and hidely-hoed my way over to Boston on the Senate bus. There I took the T and found Quincy Market all by me onesies. I walked through Haymarket because I didn't know where I was going, and it was very fishy. But there were also fresh fruits and veggies, so that was cool. I found Cheers, where I was meeting Sarah, and waited for her there. When she arrived we walked around Quincy Market for a while, looked at stuff, I ate lunch, and then we took the T to Boston Common and were threatened by the squirrels. The squirrels here are the biggest, fattest squirrels I've ever seen and they aren't afraid of humans. They see you walking towards them and just stare at you. Sometimes they even advance like "yes, come closer, I want to eat you with my little squirrel teeth." I highly recomend any people with small children keep them close by when you visit Boston. The squirres will descend and carry them away if you aren't keeping a sharp look out.
Then Sarah and I found a cool little mall thing tucked away down a side street with a varied food selection, so we ate there. It was fun.
After that we took the T back to Quincy Market and watched a crazy street performer. Then I had to go (it was nearly 7). I took the T back to Harvard Square and got on the Senate bus, but there was some funky arrangement so there were two buses, but one was just an overflow bus. I guess there's a frat party tonight at MIT so there were tons of people going there. Anyway, the overflow bus was only going between Harvard Square and MIT, so we got dropped off at MIT and had to wait for the normal bus to come and take us back to Wellesley.
When I got in there was a package from me- homemade chocolate chip cookies from Pete and my dad. I think they're trying to fatten me up, and I'm not fighting with them. Thanks Pete and Pop! They are yummy times seven million!