Bowling pains

Bowling was the first date I ever went on with my husband over twenty years ago. I soundly beat him that day and did every time we bowled together for years. Sadly for me, over time that dynamic changed. I haven’t won a game of bowling in so long part of me wants to pull my hair out. This last weekend was no different, but oh I was sooo close. I even spared up the tenth frame giving me an opportunity for one more throw. A strike would have been glorious. It would have sealed my victory, but no. I screwed up and that last ball ended up in the gutter. When I realized he only beat me by two points part of me really thought about throwing a fit, but with all our kids there I didn’t want to be the example of a poor-sport. You’d think that after more than a decade I could beat him again at least once. My husband it’s even really competitive about it, and I think that’s what makes me the craziest. He doesn’t even care! And maybe that’s my problem. I get so worked up inside with each passing frame my technique falls parts but he just sits there smiling. All I know–it’s a darn good thing I really like him.

About janelleevans

I'm a sleep deprived mother of three. I create young adult novels from the voices in my head.
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