Shown Up

Papa Bear and I met each other many, many moons ago while both involved in youth bowling. Say what you want, I loved to bowl and still do. A few years ago a friend invited us to join an adult mixed league. We had lots of fun and the next year invited friends to join.

This year a few more spots opened up and I thought my newly retired father might enjoy a night out and he too enjoys bowling. Daddy-O was a 5-pin bowling coach and bowled with my brothers and I in special family bowling tournaments but never as part of a league. He did however bowl in a 10-pin league for a number of years several years ago.

Daddy-O was pretty eager to join and was there nice and early for our first night. I was a little worried about how this might go down. Daddy-O is not a young man - not like he's pushing 100 or anything but he is no spring chicken either. I just hoped he didn't break a hip or trip or throw all his balls in the gutter in front of the rest of the bowlers because that would be embarrassing for him and I both.

My fears deepened a bit when he did indeed throw his first ball right down the gutter. It was at this point I hoped for him to at least break a score of 65. It turns out I should have been more worried about my own rusty game than his. It seems it was quite easy to tell I haven`t stepped foot in a bowling alley since the end of May.

After a few shaky frames I thought Daddy-O was shaping up to bowl a beginner like game but after making "a minor adjustment" as he said he started throwing strikes. He ended up with a respectable 180 for his first game will I, his seasoned daughter bowled a 151. What the f--- heck?!

The second game was worse...for me... I don't know if watching him on his way to throwing a very impressive 228 was what distracted me from my game but I ended up with a shameful 112... Whatever. I was going to show him in the last game...or not.
He summed up his third and final game of the evening with a 216 and I finished with my highest game of the night -a 184...

I guess I was right to be embarrassed but not for my dad but by him while he thoroughly and fully kicked my ass! I really hope this was a case of beginner's luck or I am really going to have to step up my game to save face. I think for tonight I'm going to go with my mother's suggestion that I am such a good daughter that I threw all 3 games so he could look good. Sounds good to me but really great games Daddy-O! Rematch next week. :)

Daddy's Day

Today is Father's Day. I'm not a father but I have one and I live with one so we celebrate. I will be celebrating from work but I will still be celebrating.

I picked out my cards a week or so ago. A cute one for Papa Bear (fiance and father to my youngest). A funny one for X (the ex husband and father to my 2 oldest). A neat one for my father-in-law from the boys and 2 for my dad (one from me and one from the boys). It was quite the challenge to pick the perfect card for each of my men with 3 young boys in tow though my oldest is very "helpful". He likes the $6 cards that play music and stuff. I'm more about the $3 quiet cards.

Next the boys and I picked gifts for the daddies. A small (but very cool) tool accessory kit and some crafts made at daycare for X. New leather sandals (to replace the disgustingly hideous double Velcro strapped sports sandals that I HATE) and a T-shirt baring an appropriate message across the chest for Papa Bear.

The 2 oldest went to spend the night and all day today with X and Papa Bear and the wee one get to hang out, just the 2 of them all day while I deliver customers coffee goodness. After work we are headed to the in laws for BBQ and probably cake. There is almost always cake for special days at the in laws. Other than that for the most part just another day but with extra hugs for Daddy :).