Flashback!

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Yesterday the whole family went bowling. It was hubbie's idea and it was a great idea. After 20 minutes there, son #1 exclaimed: "this is the best day ever!."


As I looked around, after missing my third spare in a row, I couldn't help but notice how different this was to bowling in the city.


Last time I went bowling in the city, three girlfriends and I met up with our kids for an afternoon of fun. The lanes were brand new, the setting was more nightclub than bowling alley and while the kids bowled away we enjoyed a pitcher of cocktails. It was a fabulous way to get out of our cramped apartments on a winter's day.


Yesterday, bowling in the burbs, I felt like I was back in the 1950's. The lanes and the benches have been there for the last 40 years. There were no cocktails in sight and no funky dance music. Instead it was filled with families of every socio economic background, retired folks, competitive bowling teams, disabled adults and birthday kids just enjoying the pure fun of bowling. No gimmicks, just the joy of doing something together. Oh as a bonus, the cost of our family expedition was $40 not $100! 


We'll be going back. 

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