10 Things I Learned While Bowling

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1. Fruity girly shots make bowling a lot more fun.

2. Even good bowlers mess up.

I witnessed Joey bowl a gutter ball.  And it was awesome.  And I may have yelled, “AGAIN!”  Oops.

3. It’s possible to bowl a 50.

I would know.

4. Friends come in all shapes, sizes and ages.

Gil and Margaret might not be our same age, but I absolutely adored hanging out with them every Thursday night.

5. Witnessing a perfect game is pretty amazing.

Slightly less amazing the 5th time around.

6. Other bowlers can be some of the most understanding and encouraging people.

I witnessed the cheers and high-fives to prove it.

7. Bowling shoes and skinny jeans don’t mix.  

No joke, I bought bootcut jeans just to wear to bowling.  That’s true dedication.

8.  People who listen to their iPods while they bowl are weird.

I thought bowling was all about socializing.  Or is that just me?

9.  Sitting at the table with the team is much much better than being a spectator sitting in the back.

Which is why I’ve gone to watch Joey bowl a total of 4 times in my life.

10.  Doing something that scares you can sometimes be really rewarding.

16 weeks ago, I was horrified that I had actually joined a bowling league.  And not just because it meant I’d have to wear dorky shoes and be seen with Joey and his rolling bowling ball bag, but because I don’t like to be on the spot.  The thought of having the eyes of people who actually know how to bowl and bowl well, on me while I do something I have barely any experience doing petrified me.  I may have complained and felt nervous every.single.week., but 16 weeks later, I can honestly say I’m so so glad I did it.

And really, pretty sad that it’s all over. 

Weekend Things

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My idea of a perfect weekend includes friends, margaritas, Saturday morning runs, frolicking at the Farmers’ Market, breakfasting with my family, naps and pedicures.  Unfortunately every weekend doesn’t include all of those things.  Fortunately, this weekend included most of them.

This weekend looked a little something like this.

My mom has a lot of good stuff in her Kindle library.  It was hard to narrow it down, but I think I found my next read.

Mom, why do you own this??

We watched Joey’s dog Tonka this weekend.  I slept with one eye open, as I was sure he had been plotting my murder all week.

Saturday morning at the Farmers’ Market.  I couldn’t resist buying pattypans any longer.  If there was a competition for cutest produce, pattypans would win hands down.  Even that name is adorable.  Also, I bought half a dozen tamales for when I’m engulfed in Olympic trampolining and can’t be bothered to do things like make dinner.  Also, I will continue to pronounce tamales as “tame-els.”  I don’t know why.

We went to a wedding on Saturday.  When it comes to weddings, my only concern is whether or not it’s going to be open bar.

It was.  It was also open ice cream bar.  And there were smores.

Sunday included all of the things that make it my favorite day of the week.  Mom-made breakfast with my family.

 

Dachshund time.

And goofing around my sister.  I’m an Olympic piggy-backer.

We also watched this.  And then I imitated it for the rest of the day.

Now as the dread of Monday sets in,  I’m rounding out Sunday with yoga, a quiet dinner at home and some Michael Phelps special coverage.  Enjoy what’s left of your weekend, friends.