My brother decided to sit the church event out, but Alisa and I said we would go. We didn't want the tickets to be wasted. Like my brother, I assumed we were going to the party room of some church for sandwiches and coffee. We show up at this huge German party center with a Mardi Gras theme, raffles, tons of food, music and pitchers of beer. I was thrilled!
We raced off to the bowling alley to meet everyone else by 3:30. I noticed that the parking lot was really full when we got there and as it turned out, it was totally insane inside. There was a bowling league that we didn't know about going on so after we rushed to make it on time, we had to wait about 45 minutes for that to end before we could get lanes. This turned out to be fine because I'm on the phone with my brother and the conversation goes like this:
Matt- Where are you?
Me- I'm in the bar with Alisa, Ernie, Mom and Heidi. Where are you?
Matt- Well I'm in the bar with Susan, Heather, Jeff and the kids, and you're not here.
Me- Maybe you're at a different bar. I think there's two.
Matt- No, I think we're at a different bowling alley.
Apparently there are two bowling alleys in this suburb. Who knew? Not me. So after a little confusion, we all wound up at the same place and had a lot of fun bowling. Minus the birthday party next to us with 20 kids and four adults to pay attention to them. There was a kid with "sticky fingers" who kept coming over to our lane and stealing our balls!
After two games of almost everyone scoring under 100 we headed to Red Robin for dinner. Nothing fancy, but great for the kids. We called ahead because we had 12, which wound up doing us no good when the young hostess gave our table away to another party. Red Robin was a bigger zoo than the bowling alley. Suddenly we realized that the next day was Presidents Day and there was no school. Bad choice of Sundays to pick for kid-friendly activities!
The day was a lot longer than we thought it would be, but everyone had a great time!
Alisa and I celebrating Mardi Gras
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