This morning was spent watching my kiddies bowl. My
grandson can spin the ball and it somehow winds up in the middle and he hits
the pins, more often than not, gets a strike. That is pretty much it for my bowling
terminology...I know 'gutter ball' and 'pins' too. I know it's a good thing
when the pins fall. Can you tell I don't bowl? Anthony is only seven and knows what
he's doing.
The little slugger is a leftie and great in baseball
too. I know next to nothing about baseball, but I've seen him hit, and I know
when the bat and ball meet, and ball is flung far away it's a good thing. Most
of the time.
My granddaughter is a wonderful bowler too, and was
trying to get used to a new ball today. Sydney also loves volleyball and
belongs to a league.
After bowling and breakfast, we ran a few errands
that culminated with cheap, defined by-least expensive and out of Cook county,
lower tax rate-gas. I only needed seven
gallons, and the gas on sale was eight cents cheaper if I paid for a six dollar
car wash. Now, here is the smart move, I got the gas along with the car wash
and essentially wound up paying almost four dollars per gallon for gas.
Did I forget to mention that it was snowing, and
sleeting at the time? It was. I pulled out of the car wash, made sure the car
was dried really well, and continued home in the slush.
Really good thing I got my car washed and saved all
that money on the gasoline.
Cheers,
Margot JustesA Hotel in Paris
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