1, 2, 3 Strikes... Not quite

Any guesses as to what Katrina and I did last week?

She really wanted to keep the shoes,
which surprised me because she is quite the fasionista...
Then again, I remember a time when I was in high school
when it was cool to steal bowling shoes.
So, WAHE (the homescool group we belong to) had their first bowling outing
last week and Katrina and I attended.

Boy, bowling sure has changed since I was a kid.
No paper scoring.
Bumpers available per individual bowler on the same lane.
They come up when it is your turn.
On their own.
When I was a kid the first time I saw bumper bowling they had
a long balloon-like thing in the gutter that they had to blow up!
Bumper bowling has come a LONG way.

Katrina had a wonderful time.
She did quite well for her first time.

She even got a strike!

No, she was not bowling against Christ.
I am sure He is a much better bowler than what is depicted in this picture.
The guy behind the desk filled out the names and when I told him my name was Kristina
he typed Christina and then Christ showed up on the screen.
Humorous, right?

We had a great time together.
We bowled four games and Katrina won the last game.
No, I did not let her win.
In my defense, my arm was killing me after regular bowling (vs. bumper bowling)
four games in a row after not having bowled since WAY before Samuel was born.

Te amo, Trini-do!