Friday, August 28, 2009

Bowling on a Friday Night

Over a year and a half ago, John and I experienced our initial courtship interaction through first-date bowling. In such a romantic atmosphere, it was destined to turn out well for us both. Our Blacklight Bowling session followed the all-you-can-eat Mongolian BBQ dinner. I should have known right then and there what I was getting myself into! Actually, I DID know that I really liked this guy. And that he had nice arms and legs (as displayed in the pictures above...not bad for a banker, huh?) It was fun to re-live that first-date tension tonight, minus the full stomachs from endless bowls of meat, rice, and veggies drenched in soy sauce.

We went bowling with Matthew, John's brother, and his wife, Heather. We will choose our bowling competition more carefully next time, as they absolutely creamed us in two games! We arrived early enough that we got our lane immediately. It didn't take long before we were all complaining about how the heavy bowling balls were straining our forearms and permanently damaging our fingers. And, to make it all more fun, I did terribly. For someone who got to bowl twice a year as a kid growing up, I should have brought more of an A-game tonight. It was embarrassing. I guess the rare stints in Wii Bowling have made me even worse at the real thing (who would have thought it was possible for me to get worse?!).

Luckily, we spared ourselves several unidentifiable diseases by bringing our own bowling shoes. Aren't they cool? Don't worry, we aren't moving into a trailer or joining any bowling leagues soon. But it is fun to have our own shoes! Can you really go wrong with flames? In addition, John had a ball drilled for him a few months ago because he could never get his fingers to fit in any of the offerings at the alley. He was able to break it in tonight and did well, though he hung his head in shame because a girl beat him (not me...I will let everyone guess which "M" represents me on the scoreboard).

Though we had a blast, I promise...growing a mullet is not in our (near) future. Besides, our application to the league got denied after they witnessed tonight's performance. There's always next year!

1 comment:

  1. Looks like fun, sis!

    And what it wrong with a trailer???

    Your Aunt LeeAnn has lived (happily I assume) in one for years!



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