I always thought I was good at it.
Now that I’m a mom and wife and responsible, contributing member of this society I realize that I am not good at. all.
But how did this happen?
You get a ball, you throw it down the lane, you hit some damn pins.
Why the hell is this so hard?
Pea asked me the other day if bowling was a sport. My response? “It depends on who you ask.”
I don’t know if I think bowling is a true sport, but I am willing to now admit that there’s some friggin skill that goes into playing this game that I clearly do not have.
When I throw the ball down the lane, it automatically goes left… and it keeps going left. Right into the gutter.
My husband says that my wrist is never straight.
I don’t know what you’re talking about.
“Try starting off to the side babe, maybe that’ll help.”
Okay. Well. I suck at this.
I took Pea bowling the other day and she kept saying “good try, Mom.”
You know what my suckiness at bowling teaches my daughter?
Keep trying, no matter what and for the love of God, be a good sport.
I just wanna know why none of my friends told me I sucked at bowling.
Maybe they were too drunk to realize also.
That’s what is so great about college.
The times you may not necessarily remember.
With people you will never forget.
I think I’ll just stick to teaching.
I mean, my 4-year old got a better score than me.
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