I am sworn not to say what the special day is. Fine. Today is a special day. Let’s leave it at that. I have taken off from work to add to the specialosity.
So, what do you do in Hamden, CT on a special day? At the Fox house, a day like today calls for bowling!
We headed out this afternoon to our local bowling establishment. You’ve got to be careful here in New England. There is ‘real’ bowling, but if you’re not careful you can mistakenly end up ‘duck pin’ bowling. It’s not pretty.
Whose idea was that? Tiny ball without holes. Three balls in a frame. No one seriously thinks that’s bowling, right?
None of us is particularly athletic. None of us is a good bowler (though having lived in Buffalo, both Helaine and I have our own ball and shoes). We are, however, naturally competitive.
Stef led in the first game, only to get passed in the 9th frame. She wasn’t too happy.
In the second game I caught fire (for me), bowling a 147.
The third game was Stef’s turn to shine. She bowled her own 147, hitting a few doubles on the way.
While she was shining, I was tanking. That was probably just as satisfying. Like I said, we’re competitive.
Though we both bowled 147s, only Stef bowled above her weight. She wins!
Our special occasion dinner was at Olive Garden. This was the special person’s request, which was honored.
All kidding aside, Helaine and I have a college age daughter who chose to spend this day… in fact this entire week… with her parents. We get it. This is a good thing.
Geoff,
Be careful about knocking the duck pin bowlers. A friend explained to me years ago that in Canada, it is almost as common-place as hockey [and like an official recreational activity].
I’m sure you remember the old underground duck pin at the Hamden Plaza. It’s funny you mention it, because I recently went “duck-pinning” in Cheshire. I think you work-out more as you are almost hurling the ball and you are up more.