Date night brought to you by the letter 'G'

'G' as in Groupon, that is.  A few weeks ago they had an offer for bowling at West Lane Bowl (which if you know where we live, and where the bowling alley is, you'll know it's a whole minute from our house) for 3 games, shoe rental, and a 5 dollar food voucher for 12 DOLLARS! Holy Smokes!  That was such a good deal there was no way I could pass it up.  Not only did I get one, I got 2. That's 2 date nights, for 24 dollars!  Kirk and I don't frequently go on dates, so I didn't really think twice about this deal.  

We used our first one last night and let me tell you, the universe was totally on my side.  We got a lane that the sensor must not have been working super great one, but that was great for me.  I used a lighter ball, and I guess I don't throw very hard which meant I could bowl 3, 4, or 5 times a frame! What?! After Kirk and I figured out what I was doing oh so very wrong, I was able to do a little better.  I even got a STRIKE!  Unfortunately that was one of the times it was going to let me bowl more than once, so Kirk went and told the people that it wasn't working right, and they manually input the score...under Kirks name! DOH!  I did get 2 more strikes, and a few spares. One time on my turn it didn't set all the pins up and Kirk asked if I wanted him to go have them reset it, or if I was just going to bowl.  Are you kidding me?!  I threw that dang ball, and it counted the pins that weren't there as ones that I knocked down. Thanks you, thank you!  The last frame of our third game, I was sucking so bad that even though I got to throw 5 balls I hit all the 0 pins.

 Yikes.  

Kirk was a super awesome bowler

Best picture we got..

I'm not sure what this look is, but it's one that
 I've gotten on more then one occasion.

*On a side note.. To all those people at the bowling alley who thought it would be a good idea to bring your kids (read infants and toddlers) to bowl at 10 at night, IT'S NOT!  Especially not with those pitchers of beer you were drinking.  I mean seriously, if you want to go bowling that late at night, either don't have kids or get a flippin' baby-sitter like responsible parents.  Come. On.