Meg and I are reviving a classic, all american, joe-sixpack past-time. I mean bowling. Not Wii bowling, which has practically entirely replaced the real thing, but bowling bowling, shady lanes, shady characters, cheap beer, cheese sticks, onion rings and all. Meg and I usually head to Secoma Lanes, in Federal Way on Friday or Saturday night. It's a great way to relieve stress, unwind, and work on our game.We brought Heath and Grant along with us tonight - we all bowled in the low to mid 100s. Meg did especially well, racking up a few more stikes than usual. All in all, the night went well, that is, until Meg got busted by the lane manager for sneaking a six pack of Bud into the alley, in her purse of all places :)
Oh, and Heath's pregnant, by the way. Meg might have mentioned this in a previous post. As you can see in the photo, she looks great. She's really (and unusually) fit, too, cause she still runs consistently each week, even at 5 months pregnant. Go Heath.
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The video's great, but anyone who was there knows that shot doesn't capture the awkward, unnecessary jerking and loudness of Meg's method. :) Thanks so much for those generous words, though Andy. We had a blast!
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