Friday afternoon, Stinky arrived at home to find 2 packages. One was from me and one was from a very good friend of mine. Both packages had the same thing inside. Cute penguins to replace the one Stinky lost at the Auto Show. Obviously she is thrilled but the weird thing is that they're not quite identical. In the picture, the one on the left has rosy cheeks and the one on the right doesn't. She's decided that the rosy cheeks are the sign of femininity and named that one Hannah while penguin 2 is Link. Not sure where that came from.
She keeps wanting to take them both with her places but I've been reminding her that if these disappear then there will be no more penguins. None! A gentle reminder like that is usually enough to make her run back to her room to tuck one of them in bed.
Saturday was dedicated to the Bat Mitzvah of the daughter of some close friends. It was wonderful because they elected to have a big party in a bowling alley rather than a formal dinner thing. It was so nice not to have to dress up.
Hubbo is usually an ok bowler. He's certainly not as pitiful as I am. Saturday night he decided that this was the best method. I'm not sure why but it could have something to do with freely flowing beer or certain people who were rumored to be spiking the punch. I have no idea. I just chalked it up to male weirdness and left it at that.
I suck at bowling. I admit this freely. I think that it was my complete lack of anything resembling bowling ability that prompted a friend of mine to spend about an hour of the party trying to correct my method. I never broke 100 but I think that progress was made. I managed not to release the ball into the observation area for a change and most of my second balls were pretty successful. I'm not sure what (if anything) that means but there it is.
I leave you with one last thing from Saturday night...
proof that payback really is a bitch. This is what happens when you turn in your bowling shoes early. I told you that I'd post it!