Rainy days and Sundays always get me down. But not this time. This past dreary, soggy Sunday my bestie and I headed to Battlefield Lanes for some bowling to perk up our day.
Despite using my lucky ball, a charcoal gray with pink swirls Lady Brunswick handed down from my grandma Helen (circa 1960 that she bought at Sherm Lollar Lanes -- every time I throw it I'm amazed it doesn't disintegrate into bowling ball dust!), all my shots sucked. Bestie wasn't doing any better. Rather than have the staff put up the bumper guards, we decided a little lubrication was in order to loosen us up. After several Coronas and Heinekens, we weren't bowling any better but we sure were having more fun. Even though the stick man on the scoreboard kept mocking us -- "Open!" he would declare when we missed a spare, or worse yet "Gutter!," graphics we could have lived without -- we whooped and high-fived so much that the two beefy fellows bowling in the adjacent lane said, "You two seem like fun girls." I smiled sweetly and answered, "We are, but the beer sure helps," and continued with my whooping. By game four, we were tired, out of beer, and inundated by families with children that were bowling better than us (they were using the bumper guards, by the way). It was time to turn in our bowling shoes.
Next stop was $1 Jewelry Galore in the strip mall next to Battlefield Lanes. I'd been trying to get Bestie in there forever to check it out, and she wasn't disappointed. The author Iris Murdoch said, "One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats," and this is the place to treat yourself to racks and racks of funky cool bling for only a buck! I have little splurges there often, and this time was no exception. I found a black and diamond-like bracelet, plus a silver "SEXY" pendant that I hung from my rearview mirror (a bit ostentatious, perhaps, but definitely fun). Bestie found bangles, a pearl bracelet, and two necklaces, which she put on immediately. Fun girls can never have too much bling, am I right?!
What better way to cap off a rainy day adventure than with Big Wave Golden Ales by the Kona Brewing Company? None that we could think of. If you haven't tried Big Waves, you are missing out: lovely bright blue waves on the label, a pop of peach (or maybe apricot, we can't decide) taste in the smooth ale, plus under the cap are Hawaiian words to learn. Somehow Bestie got "happy" twice (hau'oli in Hawaiian), while I got the words for "burp" and "dinner party." We sipped Big Waves and had a lengthy chick chat about boys and relationships on my patio, just the perfect ending to my Bowling with Bestie funventure!
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Despite using my lucky ball, a charcoal gray with pink swirls Lady Brunswick handed down from my grandma Helen (circa 1960 that she bought at Sherm Lollar Lanes -- every time I throw it I'm amazed it doesn't disintegrate into bowling ball dust!), all my shots sucked. Bestie wasn't doing any better. Rather than have the staff put up the bumper guards, we decided a little lubrication was in order to loosen us up. After several Coronas and Heinekens, we weren't bowling any better but we sure were having more fun. Even though the stick man on the scoreboard kept mocking us -- "Open!" he would declare when we missed a spare, or worse yet "Gutter!," graphics we could have lived without -- we whooped and high-fived so much that the two beefy fellows bowling in the adjacent lane said, "You two seem like fun girls." I smiled sweetly and answered, "We are, but the beer sure helps," and continued with my whooping. By game four, we were tired, out of beer, and inundated by families with children that were bowling better than us (they were using the bumper guards, by the way). It was time to turn in our bowling shoes.
Next stop was $1 Jewelry Galore in the strip mall next to Battlefield Lanes. I'd been trying to get Bestie in there forever to check it out, and she wasn't disappointed. The author Iris Murdoch said, "One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats," and this is the place to treat yourself to racks and racks of funky cool bling for only a buck! I have little splurges there often, and this time was no exception. I found a black and diamond-like bracelet, plus a silver "SEXY" pendant that I hung from my rearview mirror (a bit ostentatious, perhaps, but definitely fun). Bestie found bangles, a pearl bracelet, and two necklaces, which she put on immediately. Fun girls can never have too much bling, am I right?!
What better way to cap off a rainy day adventure than with Big Wave Golden Ales by the Kona Brewing Company? None that we could think of. If you haven't tried Big Waves, you are missing out: lovely bright blue waves on the label, a pop of peach (or maybe apricot, we can't decide) taste in the smooth ale, plus under the cap are Hawaiian words to learn. Somehow Bestie got "happy" twice (hau'oli in Hawaiian), while I got the words for "burp" and "dinner party." We sipped Big Waves and had a lengthy chick chat about boys and relationships on my patio, just the perfect ending to my Bowling with Bestie funventure!
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